The next soft heart, since the reunion, she was either defensive or polite to herself.
Like this, it's really rare.
Love reaches out and caresses her hair tips. This is the five star hotel. The room is prepared by itself. There are clean cups and pure water Pour down a glass, close to her lips, or as if downstairs, she shakes her head, is not willing to drink.
In fact, love is not sure what she wants. She is not thirsty. She is hot and dry all over However, it's not right for her to stick to the man and relax for a while.
I just can't help it.
She cried thirsty and refused to drink. Shen Shaobai felt helpless. Her eyes were fixed. Her lips were pink It was a little dry indeed. She didn't know it. She licked it.
A man's lonely eyes are deep.
Coagulate hands on the water, suddenly drink a mouthful, then a hand holding the girl's waist, down a drop, fall on her lips Guide her, gently pry open the teeth, water from their mouth, slowly across.
In her mouth, it's a little sweet. Maybe it's because she has drunk champagne. It's mixed with the smell of tobacco. It's refreshing.
Even though it has been fed into the water, I still can't bear to leave. I have kissed and tasted every inch of the girl's mouth He was no longer young, but he had never touched anyone. Except four years ago, they were lingering for several times.
Later, something happened at the wedding, and later, it was a farewell.
His accumulated desire. Hope, at the touch of her, it bursts out, and in the face of others' self-control, it turns into nothing Wait for a kiss to stop, her body is in fever, his body is not, but she is to make medicine.
And he, also let her medicine, under or in the world, the sweetest poison to wear intestines, knowing that drinking it will be a threat to life, it is a pleasure.
Can't help, he deeply called: "summer only love, think of me? How much time have you thought about me in these four years? Do you know, I don't think about you all the time... "
Take the only wedding photo and miss your appearance.
Relying on her words in memory, he would not believe the news of her death when he spent the cold night His little girl, how could he be buried in the cold sea, so he fantasized about the picture of reunion.
In the past, in those years, he kept a low profile, never appeared before, and even had few photos.
She left. He was so afraid. She forgot herself and couldn't find her way home. So she went to be a police chief. That's what she wanted Then, there are all kinds of interviews, frequently appearing on the screen, attracting the attention of the world.
Who can know, he just want to see so one person, back to their own side.
Only love makes the kisses seven meat and eight vegetable, suddenly open your eyes, to the deep eyes, so familiar, as if penetrating the soul She reached out her hand, stroked the face, and called delicately, "Shen Shaobai?"
"Well, I'm here."
He deserves to be quick, as if it were meant to be.
You are in the same place, draw the next circle, I'm trapped in the circle, and I can't walk out any more You laugh at my stupidity, but I don't know all the time. I'm not unable to go out, but reluctant to go out.
All of a sudden, she "cackled -" smiled, charming and flirtatious, with a little pride: "you like me, don't you?"
For a while, Shen Shaobai was slightly shocked. She was even more proud and laughed more loudly. She added: "even if you lose your memory, you still like me, don't you? I know, you don't like others, you just like me... "
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