Learned all the things Lin yishallow likes.
But Lin yishallow still doesn't like him. He can only get her in this way. He would rather tie her around and hate him than see her happy around others. He can't do it.
He only wants to possess Lin.
His thick breath, mixed with a strong smell of wine, makes Lin yishallow feel not so domineering.
Deep eyes, such as starry night sky, seem dazzling, but make people feel lonely and desolate.
Her inexplicable burst of heartache, can not help but want to be gentle to him, "you say, as long as you are willing to give me 200 million, I can do anything."
The role of alcohol is playing rapidly. He listens to Lin yishallow's gentle voice, like a demagogue in his body. He holds Lin yishallow up, bends over her chest, and holds her waist in his hands.
Listening to her heartbeat, she closed her eyes slowly like a lullaby.
"I want you," he whispered
I just want Lin Yiqian, and I don't want anything else.
Lin Yi is shallow a Zheng, stare eyes to bow, chin is rubbed to the man's hair, light shampoo fragrance, in her sense of smell.
The first time I saw him from the top to the bottom, the bridge of his nose seemed to be more upright, with clear outline.
Her hands couldn't help lifting up, touching his hair, her heart itched suddenly, she felt guilty and was ready to recycle her hands.
But when she saw that she was still with her eyes closed and didn't notice, she was bold again, and her hands were slowly Slowly put it down.
Inserted into his dark hair, fingers gently rub on his scalp.
The three words he had just said still reverberated in his mind. I want you.
She was excited and worried. "I think deeply. I'm Lin yishallow."
Do you want more?
When the man heard Lin yishallow's words, he just frowned. He didn't know whether he was upset or impatient. His face rubbed against Lin yishallow's chest.
The soft touch aroused his greed. He tightened his arms and held her tightly.
Lin Yi's chin is itchy with his hair rubbed. Lin Yi's head is bent in revenge and he presses his chin against his head.
"Mommy, what happened to daddy?"
Lin Xiaoyu suddenly ran over and asked childishly. Then he crooked his neck and looked curiously at his deep thoughts.
Daddy is lying in Mommy's arms. His face is still red. Will he have a fever like a little fish.
The little guy thought. He put his little hands out of the meat on his thoughtful head and touched it.
Lin yishallow knew what little fish was worried about. He smiled happily and said to him, "Daddy didn't have a fever. He just drank too much wine. Shall we go home?"
Wen Yan, the little fish takes back his hand and looks longingly at Lin yishallow. "Can I go home to sleep with daddy and Mommy?"
His careful tone and eyes made Lin yishallow unable to refuse.
She pondered for a long time, nodded and agreed Yes. "
Then she looked down at the man lying on her chest. He was drunk like this. If he saw the little fish in the morning tomorrow, she would explain it well.
One person can't take care of two people, so they have to take the little guy home by the way.
Thinking of going to bed with mom and dad again, little fish is excited all the way.
When they got home, Lin Yiqian and the housekeeper sent their thoughts to the room.
Throw it on the big bed.
Without waiting for Lin yishallow to arrange his thoughts, the little fish climbed into bed first and got into bed. He wished he could go to bed with his parents right away.