Chapter 2610

A nightmare let her sweat dripping, and when she suddenly wake up that moment, but see him in his side quiet sleep face.

At that moment, she suddenly felt that it was good to wake up and see him still.

All of a sudden, she didn't want to worry about the past injuries. She didn't want to think about what kind of person he was. Everyone had his own experience and his lifestyle. She shouldn't be too demanding.

Yin Shaolong has been holding her tightly and says softly in his heart: Alai, this time I will never bear you again.

All the wind and rain and darkness let me carry, I will give you a beautiful home.

A few days later, in the evening, Yin Shaolong and Alai sat on the rocking chair by the window. Looking at the snow, Alai wrapped himself in a blanket and cooked tea. He said in a warm voice, "a year goes by so fast."

Yin Shaolong's lips sparked a smile: "when you have, it's fast."

Alai also smile, between the eyebrows and eyes fear is gentle, give him a cup of tea, no voice.

Yin Shaolong held the tea bowl and said again: "the winter in the past was very cold, but this year it seems not so cold."

Both of them did not speak any more. The room was silent for a time, but there was a warm feeling all around. Layers of steam appeared on the glass, so that the snow scenery outside the window became blurred.

That night, the light in the bedroom just went out.

Alai realized that she was sinking, and the man behind her leaned over and pressed up. The warm breath sprayed on her face, which made her feel more nervous.

In the dark night, Alai's eyes are very bright. He looks at the man in his body uneasily and swallows his saliva, but his eyes are always staring at him.

"Alai." Yin Shaolong spoke softly.

"Yes?"

"I want you." Yin Shaolong's voice was hoarse. In the silent night, he had more power to bewitch people.

Alai is a little uneasy, but he also knows that he must endure the hard work.

A few years of time, is exactly a man's most ferocious age, but he always keeps a memory, waiting for her.

"Yes." Alai answered softly.

Although she would still be worried about her illness, she could not refuse to plead with him.

Yin Shaolong's kiss fell gently on her chest across her pajamas and said in a warm voice, "believe me, you will not be hurt."

Alai's cheek was a little red. He reached for his coat and tried to take it off for him.

But soon, Yin Shaolong pinched her wrist and stopped her movement: "don't move."

Alai was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he was going to do.

"I'll do it." Yin Shaolong opens his mouth again, but he pulls out a pair of soft gloves from under his pillow and puts them on his hand. His eyes fall on Alai's cheek.

Alai's cheek was a little red. When his big hand slipped into her skin along her waist, Rao was very open to love, but she also blushed and did not dare to look at him.

The soft gloves were comfortable sliding over her skin like a feather.

Through the thickness of the material, she can vaguely feel his temperature. With his caressing, the strange touch makes her a little uncomfortable, but also because of the strangeness, her body is more sensitive and easy to be excited.

An inch caressed her skin like blood clotting, and Yin Shaolong's heart was restless.