Mr. He’s Daily Affections

If he really turned into Ludwig, although she would be sad and sad, but the pain could always pass.

But now, he still loves her, but he has to pretend not to care about her... but tortures her more, because she must persuade herself over and over again, to find reasons to accept him.

She finally accepted it, but she might be forced to face the **** fact again.

It's as if the heart is being torn and pulled apart.

She hates this feeling.

Pei Yuanchen's eyes grew deeper.

He didn't speak, just traced her lips again and again.

"He Ziyi, you are all my motivation." He whispered, "I wouldn't be Ludwig if it wasn't for meeting you."

Zi Yi felt a pain.

Her eyelashes trembled and murmured softly: "I know..."

"So, you are not allowed to flinch now." His voice was dumb, "I told you from the beginning, with me you will face these, but you have never refused to give up."

Zi Yi's eyes were slightly red.

"I didn't flinch, I just... felt uncomfortable." She bit her lip, her voice choked, and she felt wronged. "I just like you so much."

So she was sad and sad.

So she can't accept it.

She originally thought she could do it, but the reality was much cruel than she thought.

The man's eyes softened.

He said nothing, and closed her lips again with her head down.

Her lips were soft and hot, and the wetness of tears made his heart agitate.

He held her two hands, let her wrap around her neck, and then squeezed her waist, tightly fitting her.

Ziyi's breathing gradually quickened, she instinctively wanted to push him away, but the man's strength and desire were so deep that she couldn't help softening it involuntarily.

...

When Yun Xiaoyu rested, Ziyi was so tired that she couldn't even lift a finger.

She was a little angry with her lack of ambition, and she clearly wanted to talk to him, but he was brought into the vortex of passion.

Zi Yi closed his eyes, and his face was still flushed.

Pei Yuanchen gently buckled her chin, gave her a long kiss, and then carried her into the bathroom.

He hugged her into the bathtub and entered her again.

Zi Yi groaned lowly, grabbed his arm forcibly, and his voice was crying: "Uncle Xiaobao..."

Pei Yuanchen's pupils were so dark that he gasped heavily.

Just an hour ago, he was still thinking about her in Xiao, when the fantasy came true, so that all his pores were open because of comfort.

I don’t know if it’s the effect of the medicine, or because they haven’t been so intimate for too long.

The man seemed to be unable to be satisfied.

At the end, Ziyi felt that her body did not seem to be her own. She could not even speak out for mercy, and could only call him over and over again.

Then the man got a deep kiss.

...

Go back to bed.

Zi Yi was soft and his hair piled on his cheeks.

Pei Yuanchen flicked her hair away, kissed her on the cheek, and then hugged her in her arms.

"Sleep." He whispered in her ear.

Ziyi's lips flicked, and she seemed to want to say something, but she was so tired that she closed her eyes soon.

Pei Yuanchen had no sleepiness.

After the body relieves, the thinking becomes abnormally active.