When the blade of the blade penetrated his skin, Qin Zhan felt the pain. This realization made his heart beat uncontrollably.
Everything in front of me is not a dream.
The person in front of me is real.
There is body temperature, heartbeat, and consciousness. It is real.
Qin Zhan has always been proud of his rationality and keen insight, and he has relied on this to achieve today's achievements. But since this month, he has hated his rationality more and more. Because he is too rational, he has never even seen his beloved in his dreams.
Because he was too rational and knew that Song Ye was still under the rubble and could not appear out of thin air.
Everyone's powers have disappeared, and the girl who has lost her powers cannot escape. He knows this fact better than anyone else.
It was because he knew so well that he was suffering day and night, and the pain in his heart was unbearable.
Feeling that the hot breath on her neck was a little rough, the girl softened the curve of her mouth, raised her hand to cover his back, stroked it gently, and whispered, "I'm back."
I'm back, standing in front of you real and fresh, I won't disappear again, and I won't die again, so don't be sad or worry.
Qin Zhan didn't reply, but used his strong arms to restrain the girl's body harder, breathing heavily and making a dull sound in his throat.
The heavy, choked sobs one after another were suppressed, like a monster trapped in a cage, helplessly and hesitantly releasing all its emotions towards the lost treasure.
All the madness hidden under this cold and hard exterior tortured his body and mind day and night.
The girl's heart throbbed slightly, she lowered her head and bit the other man's shoulder, grinding it carefully with her shell teeth, using the pain to divert the man's attention.
"Azhan." The girl's lips were very soft, and when they covered her body bit by bit, it was like feathers brushing against her skin, causing a numbness. She pulled away from them, put her head against the man's forehead, and looked into her deep eyes. She looked at him motionless and murmured, "Do you want me?"
Does he want her
The answer is of course yes.
He wanted her so much that every cell in his body ached, every crevice in his bones screamed, and her name was always engraved with blood in his heart.
How could he not want her.
The hot mouth came up and hit the intravenous drip shelf at the head of the bed, making a crisp sound. Then the girl was quickly pushed back onto the bed. There was only a thin white sheet on the simple single bed. The girl in a white gauze skirt shines under the warm yellow bedside lamp, and her fair skin is painted with a charming honey color.
Her deep eyes reflected the light, and she looked at him brightly, with a faint smile and an indelible deep affection.
The black hair was spread messily on the sheets, wrapping her fair and transparent skin. Qin Zhan stretched out his big palm to push it aside, keeping his mouth away from the delicate and charming collarbone.
The girl's body was so perfect that there was no flaw or even a single wound.
This phenomenon is obviously not in line with common sense, but after experiencing such a shocking battle between ghosts and gods, it seems that no one is surprised at what magical things happened to the girl.
Qin Zhan's movements were very gentle, as if he was making sure that she was really intact. He carefully touched every corner of her body, and then put his own unique mark on it.
This kind of love process is a kind of torture for girls who long for union. It is a long and sweet torture, and it is also mixed with a sense of sadness.
She didn't know how much inner torture Qin Zhan had gone through during the period of her death to make a man who was accustomed to demanding domineering behavior become so cautious, fearing that even a heavier move would hurt her.
So, in order to prove that she was not that fragile, she hooked the man's penis, turned over and reversed their positions, sat on the man's body and smiled charmingly, "I'll do it."
Despite adequate preparations, Qin Zhan's astonishing size still made her feel pain for the girl who had not been together for a long time.
She frowned slightly, and Qin Zhan raised his hand to stop her from hurting himself.
Song Ye took his hand, intertwined his fingers and pressed it to the head of the bed, staring straight at him, gradually feeling each other's rising body temperature in their swaying bodies.
The burning heat of the air dissipated the coldness of late autumn. The lights in the small tent were dim, reflecting two figures gathered together, inseparable.
She didn't know how long she had been doing it, but the girl vaguely remembered that she had lost control again, and the man's emotions were completely aroused, and he turned back into the sinister and domineering person in bed. He held her down and performed a set of 360-degree flips, almost causing her to faint.
She felt that the skin all over her body was hot, and every part of her body was tainted with the scent of men.
When dawn was about to break, the man announced that he was withdrawing his troops. He held her in his arms and kissed her tenderly until she fell into a deep sleep, and the memory still stayed between those delicate lips.
The mountains in late autumn were so quiet that there was no sound. The occasional chirping of birds could not wake up the tired people, and the two people who had just fallen asleep had slept until they didn't know what night it was.
Because Qin Zhan was still a patient with a high fever and needed to be closely monitored by medical staff, the doctor was the first to get up in the morning. When he walked out of the tent carrying the medical kit, the cold air outside the tent made him shiver and scare him away. A sleepyhead.
He yawned and walked towards Qin Zhan's tent. As soon as he opened the curtain and entered, he smelled a special fragrance inside, mixed with an aura of fascination and confusion. It was obviously different from the cold and unpopular appearance in the past.
The doctor was stunned at first, and then his eyes naturally drifted to the bed. The first thing he saw on the simple single bed was still the tall and cold-hearted Major General Qin. When he was sleeping, even his profile looked repulsive. Indifferent, but with keen observation as a doctor, he immediately discovered that Major General Qin was unclothed under the quilt.
Although his tall body obscured the situation inside, the doctor still saw a strand of long hair hanging loose on his chest.
The situation on the ground is even more intuitive. Clothes, pants, and the girl's skirt are all messy and messy, which is enough for people to imagine the battle last night that made people blush and heartbeat.
The doctor was a little embarrassed, carrying the medical kit, and felt that now was not a good time to disturb others and get up to see a doctor.
Besides, he can still fight, which proves that there is nothing wrong with his body.
The doctor, who had a good attitude and unlimited imagination, withdrew politely and thoughtfully closed the curtain for them.