Chapter 251

She needs him, needs his temperature, needs his huge sense of existence, makes her unable to think, needs him to breathe in her ear and call her name belonging to the world.

Zong Mingzhe picked her up horizontally, put her on the bed, tore off all her clothes, and pushed her to the top again and again with his own rhythm.

When this madness was over, Feng Xuelan leaned against Zong Mingzhe's arms and felt much better than before.

"Mingzhe, thank you..." she whispered.

Zong Mingzhe frowned and pinched her cheek to let her look at himself.

"Are you deliberately making me angry? I haven't settled accounts with you before."

Mention this, Feng Xuelan also knows that he is "facing a great disaster". Zong Mingzhe was reluctant to be angry with her, but her violation of discipline could not pass. She played with Zong Mingzhe's fingers and whispered to him, "am I going to be imprisoned again?"

"Yes, if only you had this consciousness."

Although the things Feng Xuelan does are dangerous, there are also places worth discussing. But Zong Mingzhe can't say that to Feng Xuelan now. If she doesn't even violate discipline, will this guy not go to heaven in the future?

What's more, the woman doesn't seem to know how worried he is about her.

"Don't do this again in the future." Zong Mingzhe couldn't help warning her.

Feng Xuelan looked at Zong Mingzhe and wanted to tell him that she knew what she was doing and what she could do. She is not recklessly risking her life, but is very confident and confident in her actions.

She knew Zong Mingzhe was worried about her, but she still couldn't say these things

She curled up in Zong Mingzhe's arms, avoiding his sight, and couldn't say anything.

Zong Mingzhe saw her like this. He really wanted to pull her out of his arms, force her to look straight into his eyes, and then force her to ask all the words in her heart, so that the woman could confess everything, her secrets, her past and everything.

He wanted her to know that he wanted to share the burden in her heart and everything.

But Zong Mingzhe can't do that.

He took a long breath, opened the wind and snow, turned over and pressed her under himself. Looking at her confused eyes, he told her in a deep voice, "I still want it."

When two people's bodies are closely connected, he can feel that he is really with his beloved woman, and that she is hot and dependent on him.

The madness of the two began again, as if nothing could separate them

Until the next morning, Zong Mingzhe was called away to perform the task. Before he left, he printed a kiss on Feng Xuelan's forehead and whispered to her, "if you are locked up after you go back, remember to bring a paper and pen."

"Why?" Feng Xuelan asked in a hoarse voice.

Zong Mingzhe smiled. "After writing the review letter, you can write me a love letter."

Feng Xuelan turned over and hid in the quilt and made a dull voice, "I won't write you a love letter! Hungry wolf!"

They didn't know how many times they did it last night. Finally, fengxuelan had to beg for mercy.

Zong Mingzhe smiled proudly, gently opened the quilt, looked at the red face of the wind and snow, and couldn't help kissing again.

A strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, as if something was encouraging him to say that sentence in the bottom of his heart.

He leaned close to her ear and made a low and magnetic voice.

"Xuelan, I love you."

Feng Xuelan looked at Zong Mingzhe in surprise, like wood carving and clay sculpture.

Zong Mingzhe smiled, rubbed her messy hair a little more disorderly, and then got up and walked out.

But before he took a few steps, the wind and snow rushed down from the bed and hugged him tightly from behind.

Feng Xuelan's cheek was close to his broad back, and his arm almost exerted its greatest strength. Her heart seemed to be chopped by a knife and stirred again. She had mixed feelings. I don't know what kind of feeling made her eyes burst into tears. I don't know why. She just didn't want Zong Mingzhe to leave at this time.

"What's the matter?" he asked suspiciously.

Regardless of the wind, snow and LAN, I just don't want to let go.

"Xuelan? Did you cry?" he said painfully.

Feng Xuelan sucked his nose hard, but he still didn't want to let go.

But her hand was still broken by this guy with brute force. He turned back and looked at the wind and snow billows crying. He was at a loss.

"What's the matter..." Zong Mingzhe didn't know that his words would make Feng Xuelan cry. He regretted saying that. But Feng Xuelan looked at him with tears, bit his teeth for a long time, and finally shouted at him, "Zong Mingzhe! I love you too!"

When she said this, Zong Mingzhe was stunned.

Then he understood... It was such a feeling to hear this sentence. It really made people want to cry

In front of her, the woman's face was as red as bleeding, her hair was messy, her tears were wiped on her face, and she didn't even have a dress on her body. This embarrassed look, in Zong Mingzhe's eyes, is so cute

He held the wind and snow in his arms and held it tightly to prevent her from seeing the tears in his eyes.

"Fool, what are you crying for?"

"I didn't cry!"

Feng Xuelan stubbornly roared, but the tears in her eyes couldn't stop at all.

Some people say they love her.

Some people say they love her.

If it was a dream, she would rather never wake up.

The previous pain, those shadows, those difficult battles to survive, those moments when she almost gave up, and many past events that she didn't even want to recall. This moment seemed to become a cloud of smoke and dust, but she was shrouded in the sun, because she was no longer so lonely, because there was a man in the world who fell in love with her.

Wiping away her tears, she smiled again.

Why cry? It was a happy thing.

Zong Mingzhe's cell phone rang again. Feng Xuelan patted him on the back and whispered, "OK, OK, you go."

Zong Mingzhe loosened the wind and snow, looked at her red and swollen eyes and sighed painfully.

"I'll ask for leave for you. You can have a good sleep."

Feng Xuelan shook her head. "I can't ask for leave. Don't you know how important I am?" then she smiled at Zong Mingzhe, "don't worry, I'm fine."

Zong Mingzhe patted her head and said helplessly, "be brave."

The wind and snow pushed him out and pushed him out of the door.

Wave goodbye, close the door, turn around, sit on the ground, and take a long breath

Tears could not stop flowing. She planned to sit for a while so that the ups and downs in her heart could slowly calm down.