Chapter 3839

Zhuang Xiaoyu collapsed on the soft bed, and the man covered his body. Qin Wuyan, who was slightly drunk, seemed not to know what night it was, and seemed to want to make up for the time he hadn't seen in the past few days. He tossed and turned tirelessly.

Zhuang Xiaoyu only felt that she was going back and forth on the verge of dying, and felt like a fish that was about to die of thirst, wanting to gulp down the water source of survival. She grabbed Qin Wuyan as if she was grabbing a life-saving straw, her nails were deep He pinched deeply into his body, biting his teeth on his shoulders, blocking the voice that was so unbearable that he wanted to scream.

The window was wide open, and the voice of the night guard outside came in clearly from outside the yard: "There are a lot of mosquitoes in this place. After urinating, I was bitten three times. It itches me to death."

"I don't think it's because of mosquito bites, you are itchy all over, you are itchy already, hahaha."

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The sound outside gradually became weaker, and Zhuang Xiaoyu couldn't hear clearly. She could only hear the sound of heavier and heavier breathing, which stimulated her eardrums, as if there was only one person who hugged her tightly in the world.

He is her heaven, everything to her, everything to her!

It was the first time for Zhuang Xiaoyu to face such a crazy Qin Wuyan. She vaguely felt that something was wrong with Qin Wuyan. With a hoarse voice, she leaned into his ear and asked angrily, "Ayan, what's wrong with you?" ?”

Qin Wuyan remained silent, holding her wrist so hard that it was about to crush her bones.

If he could crush people into pieces and melt into each other's flesh and blood, Qin Wuyan would probably be willing to grind himself into dust and stick to Zhuang Xiaoyu's skin, hair, and clothes, and would even be willing to be her and drink into his body The water in the water, the air that is breathed into the body and blended into the blood, will never be separated from her.

He can't wait to fit his whole body into her body, blending into one, regardless of each other.

Zhuang Xiaoyu choked and cried in pain: "Ayan, what's wrong with you?"

As if tonight was their last time.

The tip of Qin Wuyan's tongue tasted the salty tears on her face, and his actions changed from rough to gentle, "Xiao Yu, give me a baby!"

Zhuang Xiaoyu hooked his neck and kissed his lips hard: "Okay, I will give birth to you, you don't want to do this."

Zhuang Xiaoyu was drenched in sweat, Qin Wuyan was drenched in sweat, and after the rain subsided, the two lay side by side on the bed, the quilt and sheets were already wet with sweat, panting heavily.

The cock crowed.

It's dawn.

Qin Wuyan raised his hand and rubbed his aching forehead: "Xiao Yu, I'm leaving, I'll come back to see you tomorrow night."

He leaned over, kissed her lips, buried his head in the hollow of her neck, and said muffledly: "Promise me, no matter what happens in the future, don't despise me or hate me, okay?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu was so tired that her whole body seemed to be exhausted. She wanted to hug him, but she couldn't lift her arms at all. She wanted to say something, but her voice was so hoarse and her throat was so hot that it was about to smoke. It's very uncomfortable...

She stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked her lips, but only hummed twice as a response.

Qin Wuyan got up, put the thin quilt on her body to cover the marks on her body, went to the table, poured a cup of tea, brought it to the side of the bed, helped Zhuang Xiaoyu get up, and fed it to her lips: "Little Yu, drink some water."

Zhuang Xiaoyu seemed to be experiencing nectar after a long drought, and drank a cup of tea in one breath, only to feel as if she had come back to life...