"Chuyang, I'm so tired."
After being asked for something, Ling Xiaoqian leans in his arms and gasps powerlessly. The water spray from the sky continuously drenches his body, but there is no cold feeling. On the contrary, there is a burning breath.
Soft lips slide across his bare chest, it is a kind of unspeakable comfort, he likes to let her kiss, so active kiss.
He will never see the tears in her eyes, because every time the tears flow out, they are mixed with the faint cold water.
In order to please him, no matter how she doesn't like it, she still plays the play well
"Chuyang, I'm really tired." She whispered, lips slowly move up, kiss his lips, very light winding.
Ji chuyang hugged her waist, greedy with her kiss, her initiative, was so reluctant to end all this.
It feels like a dream, like a beautiful spring dream.
Wake up and everything changes.
"Xiaoqian, you will always be like this, OK?" He said, once again kissing her, I think she will be like this, so gentle to him, no longer so cold, so refuse him in thousands of miles, so disdain him
He didn't want to torture her.
As long as she is obedient and obedient, he is willing to spoil her.
At the end of the kiss, he looked at her seriously. "Answer me."
"Eh?" Ling xiaoshallow tired light should be a voice, "answer what?"
"Always like this, only love me, take me as your only one, in the heart, in the brain all have me, OK?"
Ling xiaoshallow gentle smile, very light nod.
"Yes."
Then, she leaned against her arms, closed her eyes wearily, and read softly in her mouth, "chuyang, chuyang..."
His name, read from her mouth, listening to the feeling is really not the same, like warmth, like dependence, like the taste of attachment.
With a bath towel to dry the wet, Ji chuyang will take Ling Xiaoqian out of the bathroom, gently put her on the bed, like really tired, she fell asleep.
Ji chuyang lies down beside her, gently embraces her, then looks down at her sleeping face.