Secret Lovers of Senior Officials: Alipay for Marriage

It was the rhythm of a storm.

It was a fierce pursuit, a hail of bullets, no chance to breathe, and no chance to resist. It was like the final sprint stage of the 100-meter hurdles. potential, desperately sprinting towards the finish line...

He suddenly became enlightened.

After more than three years, I finally found a way to completely conquer this woman...

Yan Xixi almost suffocated.

His whole body seemed to no longer belong to him, and his whole body was almost about to explode.

I just felt that there were big drops of sweat unscrupulously dripping on my face and body, as if I was going to completely drown myself.

Time had stopped, and the violent attack came to an abrupt end.

He fell heavily, like someone who falls suddenly from the highest cliff.

She followed her, and together they were smashed from the heights.

However, this "death" came so pleasantly...

Li Ao said, if life can choose the happiest way of death...then I would rather die like this.

This is Yan Xixi's thoughts at this moment... If she just dies like this, it doesn't matter.

For a long time.

The air was filled with hot breaths, uneven divisions, and disturbingly noisy heartbeats... No one opened their mouths, as if this extremely novel joy would disappear in smoke.

at last.

The sweat slowly began to cool, and the wind blew in through the open window.The surrounding autumn insects are whispering, accompanied by the faint smell of marigold and calendula, and the strange smell of figs that have just begun to ripen...

There is a fig tree outside the door, which is always kept for a long time, because no one picks it, and the fruit on it lasts until winter, until the wind blows away all the leaves, and the fruits are still lying on it alone.

"Thin..."

The wet hair stuck to her forehead, on the brows, scattered around the corners of her eyes, everywhere on the pillow... She curled up like a cooked shrimp, lying obediently in his arms.

She sleeps very well and never moves.

This wet hair smells very good, still permeated with a faint scent of camellia.

He had a smile all over his face, very, very relaxed.

The big hand gently brushed away the hair from the corner of her eyes, "Thin..."

"Thin."

"Thin."

Nothing, just like calling her name like that.

Dim lights, crystal clear like jade, even though it has been acquired countless times, it is still immersed in the artistic beauty of that collection... It's like a calligraphy and painting lover, the first time I saw it was ordinary passers-by Later, I suddenly saw Wu Daozi's landscape painting, and Zhang Zeduan's Qingming River Scene.

The value of collectibles is that as time goes by, the value will become higher and higher, and the taste will become better and better.

The aesthetic vision has reached the peak at once.

Just like his admiration and amazement from the bottom of his heart [-] times: Every time you think she is beautiful enough, but there are always new and better discoveries... Just like now, the real treasure is only slowly being opened.

He was surprisingly happy.

She was blushing all the time.

But, not a word, just very, very sleepy...satisfied sleepiness.

Soon, snuggled up to him and fell asleep.

He was also very tired and fell into a deep sleep.