Chapter 1

The night was dark.

On the big bed, the man's heavy breathing and the woman's charming chant are woven into a evocative song.

The young bodies hugged each other tightly, burning and baking out layers of thin sweat.

The man's hot palm lingers on the woman's delicate and white skin. The woman is not completely ready. He still stands up and has some eager strength

"Oh... Beicheng, be gentle..." the woman stared at the handsome beauty face on his head, but her little hand fell on his strong chest and pushed it gently.

In the past, although she was shy, she never refused him. Besides, I haven't seen you in a month. It's reasonable that a small farewell should be better than a new marriage.

But tonight, her resistance is a little obvious.

He thought of the rumors he heard. Su yuluo and Shen Dongting are very close recently

He doesn't believe that she will empathize or step on two boats. He doesn't believe that the woman he admires Beicheng will fall in love with other men. However, those rumors still made him feel bad.

The big palm grabbed her slender leg and lifted it, forcing her to wrap around his waist, press down her thin lip, hold her, and suck deeply.

This kiss made Su yuluo lose his soul. He couldn't help raising his head and catered shyly and firmly.

This is the first time she has taken the initiative to sit on it.

His deep eyes were already red with lust, and he teased her with a smile on his mouth“ Are you sure you want to come“

Su yuluo heard his hint and blushed and was about to explode. Mu Beicheng's endurance has always been very good. If she tosses about this position, her waist can be broken.

His rhythm can be clearly felt in his body... His tender little hands are supported on his chest, and his legs kneeling on the bed are slightly raised, so he is not allowed to continue.

Because she's pregnant.

And her body has changed.

She wants to give herself to him completely as before, especially today

But she was afraid of hurting the child.

The red lips opened and closed, and the lips trembled a little: "well, I want to."

Mu Beicheng thought she was nervous and said, "then you move."

Su yuluo closed his eyes and twisted his slender waist.

She suddenly opened her eyes and looked down at the man who was in love with her. Her eyes didn't blink. It seemed that she wanted to engrave his appearance in the bottom of her heart forever.

They went to heaven together.

She covered up the pain and despair at the bottom of her heart alone.

The world was still. She pushed away the iron arm across her waist and got out of bed.

"Want to take a bath? I'll get you some water“ Mu Beicheng said he was going to get out of bed, but saw Su yuluo pick up the clothes on the ground and put them on.

He was a little unhappy immediately: "it's so late and it's still raining outside. What are you going to do?"

Su yuluo turned his back to him, pulled up the side chain of his skirt and said, "Mu Beicheng, this is the last time."

Her tone was very light, as if she were talking about a trivial matter.

Mu Beicheng raised his eyebrows: "what's the last time?"

Su yuluo dressed neatly and turned around with an expressionless face: "Mu Beicheng, let's break up."

"Say it again!"

After Mu Beicheng was shocked, the bottom of his eyes was like cold frost, staring at the sight of the rain, like cold sharp ice edges, as if he wanted to pierce her, or swallow her alive.

One moment, they were still in bed, and the next moment, she broke up? That was a breakup. Gun?

The breath of the rain stopped slightly. But she still carried out the prepared words: "you are always busy and not around me. I am very lonely and fall in love with others."

Mu Beicheng gets out of bed and goes to Su yuluo.

Su yuluo clenched her deep fist, and her heart was sharp. It was more like being pulled by a thin string. Every time he approached, she would tighten the strength of the thin string, and her heart would be strangled more.

Until, his tall shadow, like a mountain, shrouded her from top to bottom.

The rain almost breathless.

His eyebrows and eyes drooped, and some dared not go to see him.

She was silent, and the man in front of her was not in a hurry to speak.

Just that pair of cold sharp eyes like a blade stared at her straight. It seemed to see through her.