Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

The woman's cheeks were flushed, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her little self-deprecating appearance was added.

Hua Jin sank immediately when he settled down. He held her face and kissed passionately, strong and lingering.

Many days of longing turned into desire, and little by little was raised on her body.

Softly and fiercely asking her, Su Bei woke up, and it was obvious that the feeling of drunken life and death soon overwhelmed her.

For a while, she didn't know whether she was in reality or in a dream.

After not knowing how long, he finally let her go, holding her to the bathroom.

The warm water brought back the sanity of Subei a little bit.

She looked at the man next to her carefully washing her, stretched out her hand to hold his face, "Are you back?"

Hua Jinan smiled slightly and kissed her on the face, "I'm back."

Subei scratched his hair, "It turned out not to be dreaming!"

"Do you often have this kind of dream?" The man paused.

Subei laughed and said, "No tonight, this is the first time tonight."

After the shower, the man hugged her back to the bed.

Subei was resting on the man's arm, and touching his chin with his hand, "Are you finished?"

Hua Jinan whispered, "Not yet, but it can come to an end. It won't be as busy as the previous few days."

Subei nodded, stretched out his hand to hug him, and rubbed his head in his arms.

"What's wrong, miss me?"

Hua Jinan's fingers were wrapped around her hair.

Subei nodded, "Well."

"Then you want to do it again?" the man said jokingly.

Subei smiled and said, "Husband, shall we have a long time in Japan? Are you trying to get tired in your own bed?"

With a smile on his face, the man whispered in her ear, "I'm afraid you don't think it is enough."

Subei knew that Hua Jinan was joking with her. She lay on his chest, took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Are you angry?"

Hua Jinan hugged her and said softly, "What do you mean?"

"Photos of me and Zuo Xiao on the Internet."

Subei whispered.

The man whispered, "No."

There were no waves in his voice.

This answer surprised Subei. She raised her head slightly, "No, you are angry."

Hua Jinan narrowed his eyes, "Why do you say that?"

Subei looked sad, "If you are really not angry, why would you leave me in the cold?"

"Doesn't you neglect you by not calling you?"

Hua Jinan stroked her hair gently.

Su Bei whispered, "No matter how busy you are, you would take time to call me. Moreover, I don't think you will be so busy that you don't even have time to call and send a message."

Hua Jinan smiled slightly, and listened to the complaining of a little girl from North Jiangsu.

Her hair is soft, smooth to the touch, and exudes a faint fragrance.

"So you think I'm angry?"

After listening to her, Hua Jinan said.

Subei nodded, and put his hand on his neck nervously.

The man's low voice came slowly, "Then if I am really angry, what are you going to do?"

Subei Dun raised his head and looked at Hua Jinan with **** eyes, "Actually, I really have nothing to do with Zuo Xiao. I stood for a long time that day and couldn't get a taxi. Later I learned that all the taxis went on strike that day. ."

Subei bit his lip, "That's why I..."

After that, she raised her tone by a few syllables, and said confidently, "You have to believe me, he just gave me away, you know, I have nothing to him."