Chapter 1187

Xia Yanran, "..."

So, he means, let her take the room card out of his bag?

Xia Yanran looks at his cold and indifferent face, the white teeth bite the lip, stretch out his tiny hand and touch it into Xiao Yi's trouser pocket.

His fingertips touch his strong thighs across the cloth. Xia Yanran seems to be electrified.

She lowered her long, trembling lashes and felt her fingertips deeper into her trouser pockets.

It seems that there is no

I was too nervous. I couldn't find the room card, but I accidentally touched my fingertips

She hurriedly took back her hand, looked up at the man with dark eyes, "not in her trouser pocket."

"Is there another side?"

Xia Yanran, "..."

He did it on purpose. If he was not here, he would hurt her to fumble and not remind her!

She had to touch the other side of his trouser pocket. This time, she planned to make a quick decision. She reached the bottom of his trouser pocket and found the room card.

Xia Yanran takes it out in a hurry. Unexpectedly, the fingertip of Xiaozhi meets him again

Xia Yanran takes back her hands with hot fingertips. She brushes the room card awkwardly. She dare not look at the man holding her.

When he got to the room, he put her in the bathroom and brought her a bathrobe.

Xia Yanran blushed and closed the bathroom door.

Xiao Yi goes to the window and looks at the figure in the floor to floor window. He takes a look at the pants chain.

It's useless!

She just shaved it carelessly, and then she reacted in a huff.

Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, Xiao Yi goes to the bedside table, picks up the landline and dials a phone.

……

Twenty minutes later, Xia Yanran came out of the bathroom.

She was wearing a white robe, a long hair spread on her shoulders, her face was not powdered, and her skin was steaming out of a faint pink halo in the bathroom.

Xiao Yi sits on the sofa smoking, the blue and white smoke curls up, blurring his beautiful outline. Looking at the past from a distance, he seems to be secretive.

Xia Yanran stares at Xiao Yi for a few seconds. She limps to him.

Want to ask him why he started smoking again? Words to the mouth, see he did not have the outline of the temperature, and swallowed back.

Although his attitude towards her eased, she still didn't have enough reserve.

The vase is broken. Even if we try to make it up as before, there is still a gap.

She is the same as Xiao Yi.

Every time the separation, and again, will leave a crack in each other's hearts.

That crack needs time and company to heal.

Xiao Yi takes two puffs of smoke and presses the end of the cigarette out.

He got up from the sofa and went to Xia Yanran. He didn't speak. His big, articulate hand grasped Xia Yanran's delicate ankle.

With a thin cocoon of fingers on her ankle gently pinched.

Xia Yanran was so hurt that she took a cold breath.

Xiao Yi carefully examined the place where she was injured. It was not very serious. It was slightly strained. He wiped the medicine for her and kneaded it for her.

Xia Yanran's feet are very beautiful. Her toes are white and slender. There is no meat on her instep. She is pretty. She can see the blue blood vessels inside. She is clean, white and tender.

By his big control in the palm, summer Yan Ran chest - mouth a burst of uncontrollable palpitation.

Her eyes were clear and she looked at the man squatting in front of her. His eyes were closed, his eyelashes were long and dense, his features were beautiful and three-dimensional. Although the outline was a little cold and cold, his actions were so warm to her heart.

When he was a big man in the Jianghu, many people thought he was fierce and would not coax women. Only she knew that his mind was more delicate than hers. He would blow for her if her hair wasn't dry, he would soak brown sugar water for her if she had stomachache during her physiological period, and he would drive all over Hong Kong if she wanted to eat the designated porridge in the middle of the night.

After kneading her ankles, Xiao Yi puts down the ointment. He gets up and goes to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Xia Yanran looks at his back. For some reason, her heart aches.

He had no family since childhood. He lived in the Jianghu alone. He didn't know how much he suffered and how much he bled before he came to this day.

His greatest warmth is her.

She was really confused at the beginning, how could she feel that without children, he would leave and dislike her?

She broke up, it really hurt his heart!

Xia Yanran's nose was sour, her eyes were swollen, and her tears almost fell down.

……

When Xiao Yi lowers her head to wash her hands, she suddenly feels her waist is tight.

There were two soft things on his back, and his body was tense.

Look up, through the mirror, at the woman holding him from behind.

"Xiao Yi, even if we don't have children, you won't want me, will you?"

Xiao Yi wipes his hands, and he pulls them apart. But she refused to let go, so tightly holding him, for fear that once she let go, he would disappear."You want to understand now?" He forced her hand away.

Xia Yanran looks at him and turns around. Her deep eyes are like vortexes to swallow her. Her heart quivers. "But you know, how broken am I when I know I can't have a baby? I heard that both you and the child were named Xiao Wan and Xiao an. I...... "

Xia Yanran lowered her head and stared at her tiptoe. "I really become sensitive, self abased and suspicious. Any disturbance may make me run away in panic I'm sorry, I should have confessed to you early, but I'm really afraid to see your disgusted eyes... "

Before Xia Yanran finished speaking, her waist and legs were buckled by the man, and then she was carried into her arms.

Xiao Yi turns around with her in her arms. Instead, Xia Yanran doesn't react when she is pressed on the washstand by him, so he picks up her whole body and puts it on the washstand.

"Xiao Yi Well. "

He deceived her and blocked her slightly open lips.

With a touch of tobacco smell of men's breath, familiar and charming taste, summer Yan Ran heart throb, hands can't help but encircling his neck.

He kisses deeply, Prys open her lips and teeth, the hot tongue stretches in, twines her small tongue.

She responded to him boldly and enthusiastically.

In the quiet air, there are only two people's breath and the sound of water stains.

She was a little breathless, and the soft, sweet and sweet chants poured out from her lips and teeth, like the most beautiful notes in the world.

She had just finished her bath, with a light breath of body wash, especially to clear up.

His kiss, from her lip to her earlobe, then to the clavicle, slowly down.

He kissed her for a long time. He put his forehead on her forehead. He lowered his eyes. She looked at him vaguely. His eyelashes were very long and dense. They swept over her brow bones, making her feel like an electric shock and numb.

"Do you want to?" He raised his eyelashes and looked down at him.

The deep color in the pupil is like a quiet pool, not deep enough to see the bottom, but with a magic spell, attracting her to sink in.

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