Chapter 1312

But now it's different.

She was in front of him alive, not the hallucination that disappeared when he opened his eyes.

The white smoke curled away, and the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

"Hula --"

the glass door of the bathroom was opened, and the newly bathed Mr. Li came out of it.

She only brought milk tea, luggage and daily necessities are still in the dormitory, waiting for the weekend to move. Now she is wearing his pajamas.

Dark blue satin cloth covers her exquisite figure.

The moisture dense skin management is delicate, with peach pink color, matching with wet black hair, and more delicate between eyebrows and eyes.

Eyes full, like the goblin at night, can hook people's souls.

Qin Yinian's protruding Adam's apple rolled.

He raised his hand and snuffed out half of the smoke.

Li Xiangsi, with his hands clenched in his clothes, looked out at the night, and his voice was full of tension and shyness. "Qin Yinian, it's late, let's go to bed early!"

"Well." Qin Yinian nods.

He waved at her.

Li Xiangsi then pulls the slipper, blushes toward him.

Like a little milk cat, he sat on his legs and snuggled into his chest.

Qin Yinian holds her face in his palm, and his thin lips fall on her lips.

He has a strong breath.

Both of them fall into the bed, Qin Yinian rubs her into his arms.

Her delicate lips are like petals, which are sweeter than the buds in early spring. Her skin is delicate and more adorable than her Satin Pajamas.

Qin Yinian is intoxicated in it and his blood is boiling.

"Let's turn off the light..."

She was shy and nervous.

Although they had slept once after the reunion, she was drugged at that time, her consciousness was not clear, everything depended on instinct

As soon as Qin Yinian's long arm explored, the room was dim, leaving only the dim moonlight outside.

With his hands around his neck, Mr. Li closed his eyes and let him pick them.

The air in the house is beautiful and the temperature rises.

Then

There's no more.

Neither of them made any further moves.

After a while, they sat up one after another. Li's cheeks were hot, but in addition to being shy, there was more embarrassment.

History is always strikingly similar. Her great aunt has visited again!

Li Xiangsi suddenly thought of once two people's Li Xiangsi nodded.

She was still very sad in her heart. She untied the button and kissed it gently.

Qin Yinian only felt her pink lips soft, like a hot fire, falling on his skin.

He couldn't help shivering.

Qin Yinian said in a hoarse voice, "Acacia, don't tease me."

Li Xiangsi did not listen to him, the little kiss still fell on it.

She turned up and the pink lips moved down

The night outside the window is more lingering.

Sunrise, the morning light through the window screen graceful sprinkle in.

Qin Yinian looks down at the girl in his arms. Like last night, he curls up in his arms, as if the stray cat has finally found its owner, and his hands are still tightly holding his chest.

It's like he'll disappear once you let go.

Qin Yinian's thin lips fell on her eyes.

In his sleep, Li Xiangsi gradually woke up, opened his eyes and looked at him for two seconds, then arched, "Qin Yinian, I dreamed of Grandpa!"

"Is it?" Qin Yinian hugs her.

"Well!" Li Xiangsi nodded, she recalled, "I dreamed that in a park with many trees, Grandpa sat on a wooden chair, he waved at me, and then I squatted in front of him, he caressed my head like a child, and smiled at me warmly and lovingly!"!

Since my grandfather died, every time I met him, I fell into a pool of blood, holding my hand and shouting Acacia over and over again. It was so painful that I never dreamed that he would laugh at me... "

Li Xiangsi was very excited at the end.

Thinking about the day and dreaming about the night may represent a relief.

Qin Yinian is very distressed. His little girl has been suffering for six years. She gently touches her cheek with her finger.

Li Xiangsi looked up and said, "Qin Yinian, let's go to the cemetery to see grandpa in the afternoon."

"Good." Qin Yinian nods.

They finished lunch at home and set off for the cemetery.

The sky is cloudless, and the wind blows with the smell of grass.

Li Xiangsi and Qin Yinian walk up the mountain road. Today is not a fixed day for tomb sweeping. There are not many people. They are halfway up the mountain. Xu's tombstone is right there.

They stood side by side in front of the tombstone.

Like the dream in the dream, the old man Xu's eyes in the picture are all kind and loving smiles.

Li Xiangsi took a deep breath, and his hand was suddenly held by Qin Yinian.

With ten fingers clasped, the warm and powerful feeling is transmitted.

Li Xiangsi smiled at him and then held him back.