"Jin, Jin Zuo?"
Ginger charm don't know he is sober now, or still drunk, just to his cold eyes, in the heart don't live flustered.
"The movie is my divestment, and Daniel is my acquiescence. Knowing that you have an accident, I can't help but not see you. I did it all. Do you hate me?"
He had a hoarse throat, as if he had been burned by a cigarette end, and the air of wine filled her up.
She pursed her lips and shook her head.
Her eyes were red, and she moved her lips after choking, but she wanted to say too much, but she couldn't say anything.
"Why not? You hate me. I'm tired of you. We'll break up and be happy. "
Jin lowered his head and put his forehead against hers.
His chest heaved and he seemed to endure great pain. The corners of his eyes were red and bloodshot.
"Jin Zuo, I -- oh!"
Jiang Wu tried to explain something, but before she opened her mouth, her lips had been bitten by him!
His tongue rushed in without scruple, crushing a trace of blood.
This reunion was not a love affair, but a resolution in blood.
From the beginning of the rampage, ferocious stirring, slowly kiss into love, love and hate, he hot across every inch of her mouth wall.
The nose and breath are intertwined, and the mouth and fluid are blended.
He raised her neck, held her head in his hand, and acted recklessly on her red lips.
She was almost smothered by the kiss and gently pushed his chest open, panting.
Her eyes were like water, her face was crimson, and her nose was still against each other. Jin Zuo said in a low voice:
"it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. You can hate me or play with me. As long as I know you, Jiang Wu, you can't escape from me in your life. I want you, I want you!"
Jiang Wu shook her hands and stroked his cheek.
From the tight frown, across his straight nose, and finally fell on his thin lips with water color.
"How do you know I hate you? You know how lucky I was that you were on the cruise ship that day. "
Jin left Leng for a while, Jiang Fu has already taken the initiative to kiss on the corner of his mouth.
Since the fate of fate, you and I entangled in this life, game or trouble, are gone.
A hundred years later, you and I live and die on the same stone. Where is the place to care about others when your family name is on the top of the stone?
Love, love.
After a long wet kiss, they gasped for breath. She was confused and confused, and he was even more restrained.
Jin Zuo rubbed her lip and dried the water stains on her lips a little bit. His drunken and hazy eyes only printed her shadow. He said in a dumb voice:
"I'll wash it?"
"Well..."
Jiang Wu's hair came down and her skirt was open.
Revealing her round shoulders and delicate clavicles, she whispered like a mosquito.
Jin left propped up his upper body, his strong arm was smooth, and the mermaid line was all the way down.
"Together, it's not the first time."
As soon as he picked up Jiang Wu, Jin left the bed and went to the bathroom.
Ginger charm exclaimed, did not expect that his strength is so big, soft bed he did not borrow, with the strength of the arm, put her Princess out of bed.
Before she had time to be shy, she had been put on the washing table by him -
wow, the tap turned on and sprayed a stream of warm water.
Jiang Fu was covered by a layer of water mist, and her shirt was immediately wet. She put it on her beautiful body, which made her charming.