Chapter 240

Her cramped expression was not like her at all. In the past, she gave him more domineering in her memory. In fact, this woman was more domineering than him, and she was a little capricious. Or, she was very personality. The woman with thick smoke makeup floated in her mind. In addition, the old face when she wore glasses, he held her tightly.

"Ziyi, will you come home with me tomorrow?" the feeling she brings to him is more and more like the feeling luo'er brings to him. God, she must be a gift from luo'er. Otherwise, for so many years, why can't he be attracted to any woman, but he is attracted to her?

"No, this is also my home."

"It's too small." without his place to live, he can't sleep on the sofa all the time. For five years, she suddenly turned him back into a man. Therefore, the needs of all normal men awakened at this time. At this moment, an idea flashed in his mind that he wanted to lock her around.

"How could it be? You haven't lived for a few days." she frowned and reached out to wipe the drops of water on her face. The water was a little hot, and the heat of the man holding her made her sad. She wanted to push him away, but his hand was so hard that he didn't give her a chance to soft body.

"Just one bed." he almost roared out, but kept his voice as low as possible so as not to scare her. He was really waking up. He wanted to be a normal man. It turned out that he also needed it. He was still a man, a real man.

"The wind crows the crane. Do you think Xiao Wei likes him..."

"Little crane..."

She was speechless. "You brought me that child."

So what? He just brought it to her to wake her up. He didn't want the little guy to replace him. "The child should have a nursery and a nanny. He will go to work with me tomorrow."

"Don't..." she refused and hated him arranging everything for her.

"Really not?"

"HMM." she suddenly didn't want to go to work, so taking Xiaowei was like a vacation. That feeling made her very comfortable.

Suddenly, the man suddenly pushed her and asked her to sit on the toilet cover he had temporarily buckled. The shower was tilted by him. At this time, water was spraying along the wall behind the toilet. It was just winding down her bare back. The taste of the water was fresh and misty. Just when she was confused, her legs had been separated, and his lips lingered in her sensitive points.

"Home tomorrow? Huh?" he whispered, bewitching her to promise.

He is the devil. He is the messenger sent by hell. The desire that has been picked up by him is becoming more and more intense and empty. What she needs and she can't stand is to want. At this time, she will do whatever he asks her to do, "well, go home."

"How about the baby's name is Xiao He?"

"OK, OK, it's called Xiaohe."

"Work tomorrow, huh?"

She nodded, "OK, go to work tomorrow, ah he..." Feng Minghe let her go. Anyway, all his goals have been achieved. That's what he wants.

Go home.

Work.

And the baby's nickname.

It's good to call Xiao He. He's always calling him. Otherwise, he'll go crazy with jealousy.

He found that he was in love with her now, just like when he first fell in love with luo'er. He just wanted her to be in his body for 24 hours, so naturally he had to tie her to sleep.

He only looked at the flushed body in the mirror to know how much she wanted.

The body is more honest than the heart.

"Look at me, Ziyi, you're my wife, my wife, and I'll call you that later." she's a gift from luo'er, so he doesn't care about anything. Since God's arrangement, he agrees. He likes the feeling when he's with her and occasionally sweeps the beautiful little face in the mirror, He really didn't believe that she was the woman who appeared in front of him with black rimmed glasses, but at that time, he was so magical that he didn't drive her away. Maybe it was fate. She was destined to enter his life.

Her skin was so white, white as cream, "Ziyi, give it to me." he kissed and said, causing her body to arch up and down, but he was not as good as her wish, and still moved slowly. Ziyi knew that the flame in her body had been ignited. She couldn't help moaning, and the hoarse female voice whispered, "give it to me, crane, give it to me."

Anyway, she has imprisoned her heart for too long, so now she needs to decompress and release, so as to relieve the sadness in her body, "ah he, give it to me." once she has determined her idea, she is as enthusiastic as a cat. She is never a woman who will shrink back and fear. Sometimes, she is bolder than men.

For three years, she has always thought that being a woman is her worst thing, but at the moment, she is enjoying the comfort brought to her by a man, "ah he, want me, want me..."

Her enthusiasm is like a little wild cat. Although she has sharp claws, her heart is so frank that she doesn't want to hide her heart.

Men are flying, and the picture continues to be beautiful in the transparent mirror. At this moment, I don't know whether men want women or women want men.

In fact, everything is secondary. The important thing is whether two people feel happy or painful when they are intertwined. She has suffered many times, but now she feels happy. This long lost happiness has never existed for a long time.

"Ah he... Ah he..." she looked at the man in the mirror. To tell the truth, he was very handsome and her favorite type. Or, God pity her and let her meet him three years later. Ah he, don't don't want me, but when she thought so, luo'er flashed in her mind. If luo'er woke up, what would she do?

Just, don't think about it, she's so tired. Now she just wants to quietly inhabit in the world of wind singing cranes. She doesn't want to care about anything. The good feelings for him that have flooded in her heart for a long time now jump in front of her. Really, she doesn't hate him at all.

"Elder brother..." she cried again, "if one day you don't want me, then be my elder brother."

The kiss fell down. He bit her body and printed small red marks one by one on her snow-white skin. "Wife, don't call brother, call husband." it seemed to be a subconscious feeling. She wanted to call him brother several times, but he refused.

"Husband..." she murmured and called, a very strange title, but when she called, it gave people a sweet feeling, "husband..." the corner of her eyes shed a drop of muddy tears in the light call, which made her quickly close her eyes and let the salty astringency enter her mouth along the corner of her lips. It was like a dream, a long, long dream. When Luo Er woke up, at that time, She wakes herself up from her dream again. She has a sense of propriety.

The crystal of her eyes didn't escape the man's eyes. She held her and washed it again. Then she walked into the living room and lay on the sofa with her. The weather was very hot, but he didn't want to loosen her. He felt a little big in such a narrow sofa. In fact, not only did she think it was a dream, but he was also a dream.

"Ziyi, are you tired?" his face was smooth against her hair, and it was slightly damp. How long has he not held a woman like this? This feeling is so unreal.

She buried Zhen's head in his chest and smelled his smell. She whispered, "don't you think I'm dirty?"

He didn't make a sound, but just kissed her smooth and full forehead. It was a kind of announcement, announcing his heart. He didn't want to investigate her past, just as she had never investigated him and luo'er.

Two people have a free heart.

Some things are untouchable secrets in one's heart. Once they are crossed, the pain of one person will be superimposed on two people. Why bother?

No, he doesn't.

His kiss was very focused and serious, which made her tears come again for no reason. "Ah he..." there was a sad feeling in my heart. He was better than she thought. He was a good man.

"Good, don't cry." the kiss moved away, his fingers fell rough and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. "It's ugly to cry."

However, the more he said, the more she cried, "Wuwu..." I really haven't cried happily for a long time. When the child is gone, she always wants to cry, but doesn't want to wake up. Therefore, crying has become a luxury.

"Well, you can cry enough, but don't puff your eyes to accompany me to work tomorrow. Otherwise, grandma thought I bullied you when she knew." he whispered. When she cried, he didn't hate it. "Ziyi, you look good without glasses." let him see it again and again, but he didn't see enough.

"Puchi", he suddenly made her laugh and burst into laughter, "ah he, do you hate me when you first saw me?"

"Well, you know?"

"You know, I looked at myself in the mirror before I went out that day. Hei hei, even I thought i... i... my appearance..."

"Are you still dressed like that?"

"It's safe, then you won't touch me, and that really makes you put down your guard and leave me." she smiled proudly, tears glittering in the corners of her eyes.

He couldn't help kissing and kissing, "Ziyi, you are a gift from God." she made him normal.

Close your eyes and hold her. It's nice to have a soft female body with endless fragrance. He sniffed it carefully. He felt it again in his body. Seeing that she didn't respond, he said in a hoarse voice, "Ziyi, go to bed."

"Ah?" she was stunned and stretched out her hand to push him. It was clear that she was just fine. Now, she was driving her.

"I... I..." he couldn't stand it. He didn't know how to respond to her. "I'm afraid I'll hurt you." he quickly said, he got up, got off the sofa, took a cigarette from the tea table and walked to the window.