His eyes slightly a Yang, looking at her way, "still, you will never be my burden, you are my life."
Her heart suddenly jump, this man, is so serious in love with her, five years ago, five years later still so!
She moved and got out of bed.
"What's the matter? Do you want to drink water or go to the bathroom? " He asked, standing up and walking quickly to her.
"Nothing. It's just... Er, I want to touch you all of a sudden." Ling still says that although the bandage has been removed from her hands, she only applies some ointment to remove the scar on the wound of the operation every day, but her fingers still can't use it. She also needs to stimulate the nerves in her hands with a slight electric current every day.
"And where do you want to touch it? Face? " Yi Jinli said, gently holding Ling's hand, gently sticking to his cheek.
His cool cheek touched her warm fingers, while his cheek gently rubbed her palm.
She always makes him feel warm.
The person who really depends on is actually him!
Yi Jin left Ling's hand, and then slowly along his jaw, and then to his neck, his clavicle, and finally he untied the button with one hand, the other hand is gently with her hand, stroked his chest, came to the position of the heart.
Ling's face is still red. Although she can't move her hand now, it doesn't mean that she doesn't feel it. In the palm of her hand, it's the temperature of his skin, as if she can feel the vibration of his heartbeat.
"I'm all yours. You can touch anywhere you want." He murmured.
She had only the impulse to have a nosebleed. Didn't he know how imaginative he was when he said that?
"Where else do you want to touch?" His voice, cool tone, but with a unique husky, as if constantly bewitching people.
Ling still only felt as if his body was hot, and there seemed to be some desire in his body, which was easily seduced by him.
"Ah Jin..." she couldn't help shouting his name.
He winked, "still, do you want to touch me?"
"Yes." The word came out of her mouth naturally.
The next moment, he picked her up and put her on the huge bed.
White sheets, she appears particularly thin, that pair of injured hands, let her have a kind of delicate and moving weakness.
Yi Jinli gently kisses Ling still on the forehead, "still, I love you."
"I love you as much as you love me." Ling still said.
Yi Jin left light Lian Mou son for a while, she can know he to her love after all how deep, she... Really can be like him general that deep?
If so, how good would it be?!
Even now, he should be satisfied. As long as she loves him, even if her love is not as deep as his, it doesn't matter!
His fingers gently untied the clothes on her body and covered her body....
after a period of tenderness, Ling still felt that her body was about to fall apart. After finishing the work, she began to feel embarrassed. In this ward, I'm afraid that anyone can know what happened in it, and the traces on her body. Although there were some clothes on her body, there were still some traces on her neck I can see some traces.