Outside the hospital, Su Qinglian leaned against the white wall, her small lips puffed up, her back to the man, as if she was sulking.
"Xiaolian, can you look at me? Look at my face, because I haven't seen you for a few days, I've lost a lot of weight. If you don't come to see me again, I'll have to be a paper man... "
When the cold ink a look around no one, a change in the past cold, do not want to face the scattered Jiao.
"Xiaolian, would you like to move back? Since you moved away from home, I'm not used to it. I can't sleep every night. I think about you. Look at my dark circles, just like a giant panda... "
"Xiao Lian..."
"Oh, you're so tired of talking about it all the time!"
Su Qinglian is not bored by the man in front of her. I wish I could lift my feet to him. What's wrong with today's Shi Han Mo? I'm chattering.
"Xiao Lian, I miss you so much."
When the cold ink suddenly forward, without warning, imprison the woman, burying her head in the woman's sexy clavicle, greedily feeling the familiar taste.
This belongs to Su Qinglian and is unique in the world.
"You You Pay attention to image But in public places
Su Qinglian was immediately frightened by the man's behavior, and Bai Yao's face turned red instantly. She was eager to push the man away, but the strength of the man was too great for her to resist.
"Shi Han Mo, I order you to get started quickly!"
Su Qinglian was angry, her hands akimbo and roared at the man.
However, no matter how angry she was, the man seemed not to have heard it. He not only strengthened his strength, but also ignored other people's strange eyes, and directly knocked the woman up and threw it into the car.
After all the windows and doors were locked, the man's hot kisses were like the spring rain after the rain, and they were all smashed down. Su Qinglian lay unprepared on the comfortable rear seat and was forced to accept all this.
"My eyes are cold You rascal You big liar You... "
Out of a fluke psychology, Su Qinglian still wants to struggle again, but the button of her coat is unknowingly untied. When cold ink is like a hungry wolf, she kisses her whole body.
Ambiguous atmosphere in the cramped space spread instantly, the whole car is filled with the smell of hormones.
"Xiao Lian, forgive me, will you?"
The hot kiss stopped, and the man's affectionate eyes were looking at the woman. He raised his hand and gently rubbed the red face of the woman. The other hand swam on the young woman's body.
"Tear and pull..."
The short skirt of the woman's lower body was vigorously torn open, and the clear sound immediately brought Su Qinglian's thoughts back to reality.
"No You don't want to... "
Su Qinglian wants to push away the man who is pressing on her body. Her breath becomes very fast because of her tension.
"Xiaolian, are you still not willing to forgive me?"
A trace of sadness flashed in the long and narrow eyes of cold ink, and his deep voice became hoarse.
"I I... "
In the face of men's pressing questions, Su Qinglian's brain was empty for a moment, and she didn't know what to say at this time.
Quiet after the man, suddenly like a hair angry lion, regardless of the pull off the woman's skirt, and then straight straight straight into.
"Well It hurts... "
Su Qinglian, who was unprepared for a moment, was somewhat restrained in the face of the sudden attack. She unconsciously put her hand around the man's neck and pressed her eyes tightly. She bit her lips, frowned, and tried to cooperate with men's movements.
After the sharp stabbing pain, there are bursts of unspeakable pleasure, as if walking on the top of soft white clouds. When a man first entered, although he was rude and rude, then his action was very gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting a woman.
Unconsciously, Su Qinglian was also brought to this exciting atmosphere. Her eyes gradually opened and met the man's misty eyes. Suddenly, she saw a picture in her mind.
There was a man sitting on the top-grade European leather bed. He looked at himself with bloodthirsty eyes, as if he wanted to eat himself alive. She knelt humbly in front of the man, like a poor stray dog.
"Take off!"
The man raised his face and forced himself to look at him, but his face was still blurred. She could not see anything except those eyes.
These eyes How is it so similar to Shi Han Mo's
"What's the matter? Did it hurt you? I'm sorry, I was too hasty... "
Wheezing for breath, cold ink perceives Su Qinglian's slightly ugly face, and subconsciously slows down the action.
"Have we met before?"
When the past scenes began to reflect in my mind like a movie, the joy on Su Qinglian's face suddenly disappeared, and her voice began to tremble.
Smell speech, when cold ink body under the action of a meal, eyes deliberately avoid, "how do you want to ask this?""I ask you, did we know each other before?"
Su Qinglian raised the volume again and stressed it again.
"Yes, before you are my woman, after amnesia, you are still my woman!"
After calming down, when the cold ink again pressed down, crazily gnawing at the woman's lips, the pain of the previous missing all vent out.
I don't know how long, a heat flow slowly into the woman's body, when the cold ink will dress up, took a coat on the woman's body.
"Xiaolian, let's let bygones be bygones. You have to believe that I will love you with my life in the future."
When the cold ink bowed his head, gently kisses on the woman's forehead, full of deep feelings.
"However, in my memory, always full of gray, our feelings seem to be mixed with other impurities, you do not love me so much."
Su Qinglian looks at the time of cold ink blankly, the eyes are full of tears, see when the cold ink heart a burst of pain.
"What do you remember?"
When cold Mo some nervous looking at Su Qinglian, he is afraid of women think of those past can not bear to look back, more afraid, so let him lose her again.
He loves her and has fallen into an irresistible situation. He doesn't want to lose her. He is really sorry for what he did in the past.
"Han Mo, I'm in a mess now. Whenever I'm with you, I always think of another man's figure. He seems to hate me very much. Every time I look at me, his eyes are always vicious. That person That man's eyes It's like... "
Su Qinglian's voice became weaker and weaker, and she could not imagine it any more.
It's like
When he heard this, Han Mo's face was startled. If there was no accident, Su Qinglian probably remembered the past things vaguely, and those things hurt her the most. This is bad. If Su Qinglian can ring these things clearly one day, will there be more conflicts between him and Su Qinglian?
When cold ink dare not think, also dare not to suspect, can only pray silently in the bottom of my heart, this day can not come!