Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

The faces of the two are so close that each eyelash can be seen clearly.

Looking at his eyes as deep as the sea, all the love and tenderness inside were like the tide, and she was lost in it too.

I couldn't help breathing quickly, my heart seemed to be tightly grasped by something, sadness and reluctance filled my heart.

She subconsciously hugged him tightly and leaned against his chest.

"What happened to you today? Don't blame me when you see the news, don't quarrel with me, just forgive me so easily."

It's not at all like his strong performance before, chasing after her, angrily settling accounts with her, and quarreling.

If he was as gentle and considerate as he was tonight, she would probably never be able to break up.

He was really gentle tonight, so gentle that it made her heart ache.

"Your skin is itchy. If you don't quarrel with you, you will feel uncomfortable instead."

He scratched her nose in a funny way, why would he want to quarrel with her? When lovers quarrel, those words will hurt people even more.

He didn't want to break her heart, really didn't.

"I don't." Mu Baoer bit her lip.

She felt that he had the right to complain and blame her, but he didn't.This feeling will make her feel guilty.

Ji Mo turned her face back, his eyes were serious and persistent: "Bao'er, I don't ask for anything, I just ask that no matter who you are with in the future, don't forget me. Even if I can't have you anymore, as long as I have your Love, and that's enough for me."

His words are so lonely and sad.

"Forget you, how is it possible!" Mu Baoer laughed and closed her eyes, "Mo, I love you, I love you very much..."

Ji Mo smiled, holding her face tenderly: "I heard it all."

"Then what about you!" Mu Baoer looked at him deeply.

"I love you too, Bao'er, until the moment of death, I will never forget to love you." He solemnly promised.

Mu Baoer's tears dripped down, she suddenly panicked and hugged her tightly.

"Don't say death, even if we are separated, we will live well."

"Fool, people have to die." He stroked her hair amusedly.

She was annoyed: "That's when we are all old, promise me."

"Well, I promise you."

Mu Baoer, who got the promise, leaned on her with peace of mind, and both of them quietly enjoyed the atmosphere of tacit understanding.

They all know that there will be no such opportunity in the future.

"Aren't you going back?" She leaned against him reluctantly.

"Then do you want me to go back?" He stroked her face with his fingers, carefully identifying every outline of her, and engraved it in his heart.

"do not go."

Mu Baoer held his hand.

"Don't go, I haven't done anything yet, how can I be willing to go."

He smiled and pulled her head down, and kissed her. The wine-smelling kiss between his lips and teeth was so warm and lingering, burning like fire, igniting the dry air and warming the cold skin.

The dress fell gently, and the snow shoulders were exquisite.

Under the dim light, Yuxue's skin trembled slightly, and the curves of her chest became more plump, round and sweet like a jade rabbit, with a faint milky fragrance, adding a mature and seductive charm.

His kisses fell from her trembling eyes, she tilted her head back, her hair was like black silk, covering her back, but she showed her beautiful white neck, making the scenery on her chest more upright.