"Because I promise you that I will let you grow up alone, and when you grow up to the point where you think you can stand by my side, I will endure all the anger, all the impulses..."
"Looking at you helplessly, getting hurt again and again, standing up again and again..."
"Xiao Luo'er, how cruel you are."
The last four words, like a sharp silver needle, pierced Ye Qingluo's heart.
yes.
How cruel she is.
Looking at the person I love with my own eyes, covered in scars and dripping with blood...
But because of the agreement that was made, because of her stubbornness and willfulness.
I can only stand where I am, full of worries and worries.
"sorry… "
Ye Qingluo lowered her head, her pink lips slowly opened and closed, and said three words astringently.
Di Moxuan's slender fingers clasped her jaw, resisting her apology.
Warm masculine breath, scorching spray: "I'm very angry, so angry... I don't want to talk to you."
Ye Qingluo's eyelashes trembled, and he turned his head suddenly, eager to apologize.
The mouth was blocked severely by the man.
The wet kiss was deeply imprinted on her lips.
It seemed to be venting the anger in my heart, and it seemed to be revenge on her.
The hot kiss burned her lips fiercely, her body, her heart...
Di Moxuan's strength was so great that Ye Qingluo couldn't stand it.
The hazy eyes are like silk, faintly seeming to meet the dark pupils of the man.
Deep in those twinkling peach blossom eyes, there is a deep affection.
However, the expression on that face carried a trace of evil coldness and sullenness, but he was unwilling to get angry at her, so he could only use this method to punish her.
A sense of guilt filled his heart.
Butterfly's eyelashes drooped slightly, and Ye Qingluo stretched out his arms, wrapped them around Di Moxuan's neck, and completely handed himself over to Di Moxuan.
A kiss that poured all the emotion into it ignited all the affection between the two.
The mist was hazy, and the figures of the two people were vaguely outlined, like a dream and a painting.
This kiss, for a long, long time.
When Ye Qingluo grew up, he forgot to breathe, and his tender body was completely paralyzed in Di Moxuan's arms, breathing heavily.
Di Moxuan bit her lips willingly, and Gu Qiang was aroused by this kiss.
Holding Ye Qingluo's slender waist tightly, he slowly moved upwards, directly covering the girl's soft Yuexiong.
Ye Qingluo bit her lip tightly, and buried her head on Di Moxuan's chest.
she…
She's naked now...
Just nestled in Di Moxuan's arms.
And... and kissed him actively.
Oh my god!
Ye Qingluo's cheeks were smoky red, and her whole body covered with scars began to turn pink from embarrassment.
Especially the tip of the ear, so red that it can almost drip water.
The hand in front of Yuexiong has already started to move according to his own instinct.
Ye Qingluo immediately shook Di Moxuan's hand: "Ah Xuan, enough, enough."
The generous and hot palm brushed against her tender skin.
It caused Ye Qingluo's Qiao body to tremble even more.
Also because of this push, Di Moxuan's rationality returned to his mind.
His dark eyes swept over the blushing girl in her arms.
Suddenly, Di Moxuan's long arms tightened her grip and held her tightly in his arms.
Ye Qingluo wanted to struggle, but she could hear the man's burning and heavy breathing in his ear, each time getting faster and faster, as if he was enduring something.
She suddenly understood, her body softened, and she obediently clinged to his arms.
We hugged each other for a long time, until the warm water in the bathtub was already cold.
Di Moxuan suddenly used his arms to lift her delicate body out of the water, turned around and put her on the bed.
Ye Qingluo's heartbeat kept beating, and she was so blushing that she didn't dare to look at him.
A wide white silk cloth covered her body.