Ye Fei's eyes are wide and round, Su Mo Han's tongue is still entangled in her mouth, absorbing the residual sweet and greasy, and licking and kissing her cherry lips.

"You You intentionally... "

Ye Fei stretched out his hand and wanted to push him away. Su Mo Han refused. He looked down at her and whispered, "now the taste is just right."

"Don't make any noise. The child will see it later."

"It's not that I haven't seen it."

"Well You're so cheeky now... "

"You've always been so thick, do you know today?"

Su Mo Han holds up Ye Fei from the waist, and then holds it back to the bedroom directly. She throws it on the bed eagerly. Then she takes off her coat and bullies her body.

"Su Mo Han I haven't bathed yet... " Ye Fei gets up and wants to run.

"I'll wash it for you."

"I..."

"Just once, I gently..."

Ye Fei's cheek rose red, on his burning eyes, suddenly feel no escape, for a time is actually do not know how to open mouth.

Finally, he failed to escape his claws, but at the cost of it, the wound on his back split.

Ye Feifei stood behind him with red eyes and helped him open the dyed gauze. On the one hand, he daubed the wound medicine carefully. On the other hand, he could not help but say, "I said no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no You just don't listen to me Look at the end of the wound, it's cracked again... "

"Where not?" Su Mo Han is still in a good mood to laugh, pale face let him a little more yin soft beauty.

Ye Fei's strength on the hand a few minutes heavy: "all when, you still make!"

Su Mo cold stuffy hum a, the forehead exudes a few minutes of cold very: "you this small have no conscience, wait for the child to be born, I will not let you so easily!"

Ye Fei snorted and ignored him. Her cheeks, against the orange light, couldn't see the two blushes.

Both of them did not speak any more. The room gradually became quiet. The orange lights covered their figures. The air was mixed with a touch of blood smell and ambiguous atmosphere. The strange fusion together made it very warm.

Ye Fei gently stroked the wound on his back, which could be described as a scene of devastation.

Can be this piece of constantly generous back, but for themselves to carry countless wind and rain.

She remembers that when Alai died in prison at first, he carried himself to the end of the road step by step in the heavy rain. When a person faced the accusation and frame up of his father, stepmother and relatives, he gave himself the most powerful support.

Even later, when shooting wedding photos on a boat on the island, he protected himself in front of him, facing all the attacks. After she was captured by Jinlong, he carried all the wind and rain.

Maybe, sometimes he is not so perfect, really can not be called omnipotent.

But what about that?

In this world, there is a person who is willing to use his shoulder to cover all the wind and rain for you and shoulder all the responsibilities given by life. In this way, is it enough.

"What are you thinking?"

Su Mohan realized that she had not moved, and could not help but speak softly.

Ye Fei came back to her mind and did not answer. Instead, she bent down and lowered her eyes. She gently kisses the ferocious wound on his back, like a light feather, gentle and lingering.

Su Mo Han's body was stiff and stiff in an instant, and the blue veins on his arm were protruding one by one.

Feeling her soft lips, she involuntarily closed her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Princess..."