Ling still felt a sense of being urged to get married. "In fact... We are almost married now." She said, think of them living together now, even sleeping in a bed, and getting married is just like a certificate.
"Different." Yi Jin whispered, "now, in other people's eyes, you are still miss Ling, not Mrs. Yi. I want you to be my, and I am yours."
Ling still only felt that Yi Jin left as if that paper certificate was particularly important, "but even if it is marriage, there are also divorces."
So I blurted out.
And then, Yi Jinli's face changed, and the deep eyes suddenly became very deep, "so, do you think we will get married and divorce one day?"
His voice is very light, but in this quiet room, it is very clear into her ears.
Before he put his arms around her, and unconsciously tightened them, Ling still felt that his arms were just like a faint quiver.
"I don't mean that we are bound to divorce in the future. I just think that marriage doesn't mean that we are completely each other's. after all, it's people, not certificates." Ling still slightly bit his red lips and said to Yi Jin, "if we love each other, then it's each other's, if one day we don't love each other, then it's not."
"Then will you not love me?" His eyes were burning, but his tone seemed to be cautious.
She couldn't help laughing. "Ah Jin, I can't think of any reason why I don't love you." He was so nice to her, he did so much for her, but when she fell to the bottom, he was willing to love her.
Why doesn't she love him like this? Unconsciously, she loved him deeply.
But her words made his heart seem heavier.
Why not love? It's just that there are such reasons!
"Love me so much that you can't leave me, OK?" He almost begged to look at her, eyes are thick attachment.
She was almost addicted to his eyes, and only felt that his eyes were like a net, covering her whole body, making her unable to struggle and unwilling to struggle.
"Good." The word came out of her mouth.
At the next moment, Ling's body has been hugged by Yi Jin.
He held her in his arms and walked towards the big bed beside him. He gently put her on the bed. He raised his hand and gently untied her clothes.
"Still..." he murmured, leaned down, kissed her lips, then her chin, her neck, her collarbone... "Don't leave me..."
his ten fingers, squeezed / entered her ten fingers, two bodies entwined / rubbed...
"no, I won't leave you..." she replied, trapped in his no In the process of asking for help...
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one night's "enthusiasm", in exchange for her almost unable to get out of bed the next day.
Ling still felt that his body and bones were almost falling apart. Last night, his "strong need" almost made her unable to stand it.
Thinking of last night, Ling's face was a little red again. Fortunately, at this moment, it's three strokes in the sun. Yi Jin has left the company.