However, her body was not controlled by reason and could not be moved at all. She was completely stopped by a magical force.

Invisible, she felt that she and the girl, and this man, have a very strange relationship, closely involved. However, she was just like a bystander, a passer-by, and an unimportant spectator - especially the girl, who was suddenly very eager to see her face - but no matter how hard she tried, no matter from which angle she looked out, there was no way to see her clearly.

Like a person, clearly know that they have a soul, but, no one can clearly see their own soul.

She was shocked by her strange idea.

The next moment, suddenly do not want to see, do not want to know, do not know why, want to escape, leave here, or, no longer see the next moment is about to happen.

However, there is no escape.

The soul and the body are separate, and they each have a direction.

She couldn't even close her eyes. She could only watch the man's vigorous body, completely prostrate on the girl's clean body

He is so eager that anyone can see that he has been looking forward to this moment for a long time, which is the germination of love and human instinct that no force in the world can stop any more.

Just like my wedding night, just like a night that has long been indifferent

She suddenly felt sick.

A heart has no reason to sour, I do not know why it will be so sad.

However, the next moment, was swept by a strange force. The masculinity of a man, the silence of a girl It is obvious that men are so powerful and wild, just like prisoners who have been suppressed for millions of years. His enthusiasm is enough to ignite any female between heaven and earth However, the girl under her is still the same smile Still motionless It's like a real person facing a puppet ^

but he can't take care of it any more. He falls into a terrible madness, infatuated, and has accumulated a long time of enthusiasm, from winter to spring, from spring to autumn Incomparable Acacia, gathered into a torrent He tried his best to please her, cater to her and regard her as the supreme queen

At last, he stopped exhausted.

The girl under her is still a charming smile.

He suddenly collapsed and hugged her, but he could not bear to look at the familiar and charming face: "no snow No snow You are not without snow You are not without snow after all You're not her It's not her... "

Clearly happy to the extreme, but also to the extreme pain.

as like as two peas, but the soul? What about that feeling? That kind of fiery temperament, inner wildness, unique temperament

Although he can copy a thousand such women, are they really Ji Wuxue?? Is it a fairy? Is it the little girl who once sat on his knee and looked at fusanghua smiling in the magic mirror??

He looked up at the sky and howled, as if everything that had just passed was a great pain, a great despair

Xia Ji looks at this man and tears like rain, just like all kinds of mysteries she doesn't understand. How could it be like this? How could he be so sad?

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