Chapter 463

The temperature in the room is gradually rising, because it's completely relaxing and indulgent, because it's not taboo to make friends and melt, she didn't suppress her excitement, a moving singing room, and sometimes the heavy breath, breath and suppressed roar of men. I don't know how long it took for her to gradually calm down

The rain outside the window is getting smaller, but the faint yellow moon peeks out the curved eyebrows from behind the thick clouds. The blurred light comes in from the window, but clearly shines out of the bed

It's two people holding each other tightly, Ling. Disorderly and harmonious.

Lovesickness is too tired to say a word. Let him hold her tightly on his chest, close his eyes, and even breathe too much. Why did Jie touch her back for a while, feel the trace of wet sweat, lean over his face and peck her blushing cheek: "I'll hold you to take a bath, think about it. You're sweating, and you'll catch cold..."

The sound of lovesickness was hoarse. He closed his eyes and arched his head in his arms. "I'm so tired, don't move..."

He smiled and held her up: "darling, I'll hold you, you just sleep..."

She just raised her arm and hung it on his neck. It was a good feeling for a small person to rest assured in his arms and let him do anything.

Why did Jie hold her to the bathroom and soak them in the bathtub together? He deliberately raised the water temperature. He thought that her body was not very good, and then it seemed that she was too tossed. He didn't know whether she could stand it or not. In his mind, he blamed himself for being too free.

The water temperature is very comfortable, lovesickness sleepy almost fell asleep, in a daze, I felt that someone was cleaning her, knowing it was him, I simply fell asleep, his arms, always somehow give her a sense of peace, how can Jie see her breathing gradually calmed down, knowing that she was sleeping, he became more and more light-hearted and wiped the water stains on her body with a soft towel , and then wrapped her washed hair in another towel, which wrapped her in her bathrobe and carried her to the bedroom.

She slept soundly. He didn't want to wake her up, but he was worried that she would have a headache tomorrow. She hesitated again and again. After calling her name several times, she opened her eyes drowsily, like a cute kitten looking at him with her eyes open.

"I'll blow your hair and sleep." He kissed her on the cheek. It was red. It looked like she was a lot better.

Acacia did not sound, and then closed his eyes, why Jie helpless smile, went to get a hairdryer, sat beside the bed to her wet hair in the palm of her hand, opened a little warm wind, slowly blowing.

The wind is very gentle, because the open is small, the noise is low, but lovesickness is more and more sleepy, until he blows her hair dry, but she has already fallen asleep.

Why did Jie put the hair dryer in place, and gently opened the quilt to hold her in her arms. She turned over in her sleep. Facing him, her legs were raised on his waist, and her hands were on his waist. She buried his face in his arms and rubbed gently. It seemed that this posture made her feel comfortable. There was a little smile on her lips, and she was obedient.

He did not dare to move, so he held her, one hand from her waist down, the other hand is also from the top around her waist, so he hugged her, her breathing is smooth and soft, so that he gradually had sleepiness, and soon, he fell asleep.

The rain has stopped completely, but there are eaves, treetops, lotus leaves, under the cornices of the pavilion corner, or some cloud still containing moisture, which drips into the water. With a tinkle and a tick, the night is gradually quiet.

When she got up in the morning, it was a sunny day. The sun was bright and dazzling. Acacia opened her eyes. Her body was empty. Her heart tightened and she sat up, but gradually stabilized herself.

It's time to finish. It's also very good. She doesn't like to say goodbye to this moment, let alone that it may be a lifetime.

Last night's dream, suddenly made people's hearts soft and gave birth to a lot of long implications. It's better that when she thinks of him later, she always has hatred and unwillingness in her heart. Like before, his name is a curse, and it's painful to think of it. Now, the one who should be hurt will not be her.

She set up an indestructible prison for him with tenderness and affection. She wanted to lock his heart, even though she didn't understand at the moment, why she had to.

Lovesickness sat for a while with her knees in her arms and went to wash. She changed her clothes and came downstairs, only to see him standing downstairs in ready condition.

She stood still for a moment.

He looked up at her, with a straight figure and dignified manner. He had already become the Minister He who had put on the mask, as if he was not the man last night.

Acacia lower his head, some sad left his lips, and then he took a breath and walked downstairs.

The housekeeper made a look, the servants all retreated, Secretary Zhao also quietly out of the living room, but there was a strange look on his face.

Acacia went straight to him, she is not tall, only to his shoulder, she should raise her head, just can see him.

He is as handsome as ever. He looks like a knife, an axe and a chisel. He exudes a powerful momentum. There is a sadness in Acacia heart, which is quietly diffused, but it only turns into a smile. She raises her hand to manage his slightly scattered tie, looks down and doesn't see him again. At the end of the day, Fang gently says, "go all the way."

Why Jie's eyes gradually filled with the tide, and his hands hanging on his legs tightly closed. He looked at her without blinking, as if he wanted to look her into his soul.

Acacia back a step, looked at a glance, just satisfied with the nod, a gentle smile, said to him: "you go, do not come later, I will leave here in a few days, and here and you say goodbye, when you go..."

She turned around, and there was a mist in her eyes: "when I leave, I won't tell you..."

"Think..." The briefcase in his hand suddenly fell on the ground, stepped forward and held her tightly from behind. He lowered his head and chin on her shoulder, his voice was shaking and urgent, and he suppressed the unspeakable pain: "think, I'll take you away I don't want anything... "

Acacia laughed, tears overflowing. One by one, she broke off his fingers, endured heartache and said, "what nonsense are you talking about? You are so old."

He can't give up, but she looks very indifferent. Why is Jie pushed away by her, her heart is like the tide, and she's gone, Xiao Shu. What should I do? Du Fangfang will be angry with him. He has great kindness to himself. How can Xiao Shu pay for his mistakes?

What's more, why does he want to go with him? Not all mistakes can be forgiven.

At the beginning, between Xiao Shu. Ji and acacia, he made that choice, which foreshadowed today.

"Yes, what nonsense am I talking about?" Why did Jie smile miserably, stoop to pick up the briefcase, he looked at her, the eyes made her dare not look straight away, why did Jie close his lips, vaguely heard Secretary Zhao's anxious reminder outside the door, he finally turned around, walked out of the living room, a short distance, only a few seconds, he disappeared in front of her, the tone of Acacia has been saved suddenly Panasonic came, and the whole man seemed to be pulled out of his back and slumped on the ground.

In the whole day, she sat alone on the balcony. She couldn't eat lunch and had no appetite for dinner. When the doctor came to see her, she couldn't see her. In the evening, she suddenly started to burn again. But she had already taken care of a room of servants. All of them rushed out. She was the only one in the building, lying in the reclining chair. It was dark and the stars were bleak In the garden, she came from loneliness, Acacia didn't want to move, and didn't want to go back to the room, so she lay there, her eyes didn't know where she was drifting, her head was splitting, but her body was hot and cold. She stuck her face on the cold chair, feeling a little better. She finally sat up and prepared to go back to the room to take medicine, her body was her own. From then on, no one loved you Pity...