Chapter 1684

Min Zhuang'er pillows a man's strong chest. To be exact, it is the man pressing her head that makes her have to stand against him.

Her resistance made Jun Xiaoyan uncomfortable.

"Not before." His fingers touched her short hair as he wished, and combed her inch by inch, "you forget that we were so close."

Minzhuang'er replied dully, "at that time, you were not the leader of shituolin, but my hero of anti drug."

How could she forget that she had been so intimate that she could say anything in a whisper. When she was crying for nanmu owl, he always wiped her tears with his fingers.

"Hero, ah." Jun Xiaoyan squeezed out the word from his teeth, with endless sarcasm, "I've never been a s-hero."

Said, the man slender good-looking fingers continue to read up the book.

"Do you know what I'm reading?"

Min Zhuang'er didn't answer. She was thinking about her mother.

"I'll read it to you." The man put the book close to himself, lying lazily on the hammock, with his girl in his arms.

Speckled with sunlight sprinkled on his face, his beautiful and dazzling face, strangely twinkling with pearly light.

"Min Zhuang'er, the light of my life, the fire of my hope, my sin, my soul, the tip of my tongue goes up, in three steps, from the upper jaw down to the teeth gently: min, Zhuang, er".

Subtle tremors spread all over min Zhuang'er's body, and soul shaking poems resound through the rain forest. In this rain forest with only filthy, malaria, fever and mosquitoes, Jun Xiaoyan continues to tease her in such an abnormal way.

It turned out that he was reading Nabokov's Lolita.

But what he read just now is that he changed the name of the book, which read "Lolita, the light of my life..."

"dear, you are my Lolita." The man looked up at the rain forest with tender eyes.

"I'm not." In my mind, I filter the life and death of her daughter and husband, and the death of Min Huixian. I can only bear in mind the bitter hatred at the moment.

Minzhuang'er's dry eyes, like a dry well, began to look for the reflection on the picnic mat just now.

"Why, disobedient again?" The man whispered, and touched her forehead with his head and mouth. This touch made min Zhuang'er tremble all over at once, struggling to get rid of the shackles of Jun Xiaoyan, turned over and got off the hammock and fell on the picnic mat.

The man's eyes were heavy.

She moved closer to the reflection on the picnic mat.

Jun Xiaoyan didn't find out, followed her to get out of the hammock and pressed her between his arms, just like that night.

Navy style skirt is very suitable for her, soft rabbit makes men can't stop.

But unfortunately, his insidious disease is still stubborn, still did not improve.

The man was angry.

But at the moment, he doesn't seem to be worried. The evening has not come yet. Tonight is doomed to be very long. When the dawn project is finished tomorrow, all the people are dead, and he and her future is still long-term.

He must have tortured her for days and nights on the day when he recovered completely.

The man took a bright cherry, teased her, rubbed it on her lips, looked down at her, and ordered her, "dear, eat the cherry."

Min Zhuang'er's face suddenly softened a lot. He seemed to smile at him. Jun Xiaoyan was satisfied. That's good. As before, he was only able to parry his demons.

The pink clove caught the red cherry in its mouth.

Then chew slowly until the top of the lip is covered with a honey color of saliva and cherry juice.

When the temptation comes, Jun Xiaoyan's repressed love from the devil is finally released.

"Zhuang'er, we haven't kiss yet. Are you ready now?"

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