"Again, what do you think I'll do?" The tall shadow of the man and the petite shadow of the woman are scattered on the floor. Tong en reacts and returns to the bedroom with her in his arms. With a waiting smile on his lips, he turns around with her, satisfied with her small expression of panic. With barefoot, the door slowly closes.
On the bed, Tong en didn't dare to move. His black and white eyes were staring at him.
What does he want to do! The white hand grasped the slender finger tightly.
It's a question he can't answer.
Zuo Yan raised his eyebrows with great interest and asked, "what do you want me to do?"
Tong en frowned and looked at him again.
"What do you want? How can I get him back to me? "
Zuo Yan observed her for nearly a minute, then opened his lips and said, "don't touch, don't kiss, don't see, don't shout. What do you want from me?"
Compared with this, she would rather he pinched her neck, let her pain, let her suffocate, at that moment she knew what she wanted! She wants Jing ting to come back to her safely.
I hope he can be more indifferent to her. She is afraid that the warm offensive will make her heart soft.
Tong Enlai looked down and said, "don't call me that. I'm not worthy of such a friendly name. I'm not so soft hearted."
Zuo Yan looked at her silently, his eyes were cold, and he pulled her face, "en en."
Tong en pursed his lips and gave a casual smile: "then you'll make me dumb, or I'll be bothering you all the time."
He was impatient, and his reaction to it was always fierce.
In his eyes, he shakes his head and laughs helplessly, then turns his face to keep a very elegant line on his body. When he looks at it again, he has a hidden hatred in his eyes. "Three sentences without treatment is better than a mute. At least dumb people don't speak
She chuckled, "you're being treated."
Left Yan picked to pick eyebrow, ponder half a moment, "I listen to is what."
Tong en congealed with him, helpless on his gentle face, "can you promise me one thing?"
He had a lot to tell her, but he just looked at it calmly.
"Well, I am." The man's faint voice can't be connected with his angry state. His charming eyes can speak. That's why Tong en didn't dare to touch his eyes easily.
Tong en is so angry that he burps himself with blood. Xiumei twists, and his tone turns cold, "Zuo Yan!"
“……”
"What else is reserved?"
Left Yan thin lip micro hook, "anyway this pair of body, you have seen, used."
Tong en tightened his fingertips and said, "who wants to see you?"
Then, overflowing with sweet and deep laughter, it was almost fatal.
Zuo Yan just lay on her side with his long arm supporting his head. His hands were not idle. He turned to pick up her hair and looked at her like a picture. "Since I think I want to take advantage of you, just look at me. You can look at my body. It doesn't matter to me."
Deep laughter spilled from his throat, he said: "when I'm tired and tired, I'm not sure he can come back."
"Don't you want to wait? Then wait. "
Looking at his familiar and strange face, Tong en leaned over wearily and closed her eyes. Her face was buried in the soft pillow, and her body was completely tense. She would wait for such a day!