"you-"
She subconsciously wanted to scream, but she recognized the man's deep eyes, a smile broke out on her face, and she ran over: "Why are you here!"
But he didn't expect that he had just taken a shower, and his body was so poor that he couldn't even coordinate his limbs well - commonly known as clumsy.
The slippers under my feet slipped on the edge of the carpet, and I rushed forward!
Her body coordination is not good, but Tong Su’s consciousness is very quick, and she can stretch out her hand like she is holding up a glass round table—
It held on smoothly.
The man's hand ready to help her was left empty in the air.
She smiled proudly at the man: "It's such a trivial matter that no hero is needed to save the beauty."
The man looked at her in silence.
His eyes are really beautiful.
Deep brown, almost pure black, like a bottomless abyss, only black surging can be seen, but no emotion other than indifference can be distinguished. Every time you stare deeply, there is always someone who makes you immersed. Among them, there is a feeling that can never be broken away.
His eyelashes are also thick and slender, and the light always leaves a thick shadow on him. The vicissitudes of life make his face more and more cold and handsome.
Everyone in the base said that this man had no emotions, that he was just a monster with bloody hands and a heart of stone, a sinister and sinister snake hiding in the shadows, but Tong Su had never felt that way.
His eyes were indeed cold, but the coldness was just his self-protection. Through that layer of coldness, only she could see the starry tenderness inside.
Gentleness, which seemed completely incompatible with the cold and hard-hearted him, was actually the gentleness that really existed and was most displayed to her.
She pursed her lips, smiling happily and proudly, and couldn't help but want to reach out and touch his cheek.
This man belongs to her.
This handsome, cold, indifferent and dangerous man was hers.
Only belongs to her.
The man stared at her steadily, then retracted his hand and slowly took it.
He was tall, and he didn't know where he came from. He was actually wearing a tight-fitting combat uniform with belts, and military boots with high heels. As soon as he stood up, he blocked the entire floor-to-ceiling window that let in the moonlight.
The rich darkness fit him incomparably. He had always walked in the darkness, and his deep features were hidden in the shadows, like a fish entering water and a dragon flying into the sky, almost blending into one.
He didn't speak, but his deep eyes were still looking at her, and his eyes gradually moved downward, becoming darker and darker.
The air seemed to feel something, the silence became ambiguous, and all sounds ceased to exist.
Only she heard her own heartbeat.
She lowered her head and followed his downward gaze. It turned out that she had moved too much while supporting the round table, and had torn apart a section of her collar, exposing half of her white arms and collarbone.
The man suddenly reached out and picked her up!
"Wu Ming!"
She let out a low breath, taking in a breath of cold air, and her back suddenly sank into the soft mattress. The mattress was so soft that she seemed to be sinking into the sea, and he was the huge wave that rushed towards her and destroyed her, fierce and roaring.
The man looked at her deeply, picked up her chin, lowered his head and kissed her deeply.
The hard muscles have deep lines, the shoulders are broad and strong, and when it reaches the waist, they are suddenly exhausted without any fat at all.
Only she had seen him with all his clothes taken off and his state of confusion and infatuation.
She was afraid that the guest room was not soundproof, so she bit her lip and refused to make a sound, but he pushed harder and harder deliberately, and she almost blurted out a muffled groan. She was so angry that she scratched his back, with tears in her eyes, and he stood up again, making her whole body tense. Jin, toes curled.
In the silence, his voice was low and hoarse, and his voice was domineering and possessive.
"Don't see him again."