his allure

Chapter 193 If You Regret It
She wrapped her arms around the waist of the person in front of her, lowered her eyes, and showed no defense at all.

There was a smile in her tone, she said: "Xicheng, I'm not afraid, I want a child."

No one can refuse such Zheng Qingwei.

The light in Lu Xicheng's eyes was a little dark and dark.The crimson at the end of his eyes seemed to be dyed with cinnabar, such a pure and rich color.

He lowered his eyes and kissed her forehead, after all, it was a gentle and calm "good".

It was a cool summer scene, Zheng Weiwei was only wearing a thin skirt, pure white texture.

It's like she has always been spotless and beautiful in Lu Xicheng's eyes for so many years.

He bit the zipper on the back of her dress with his teeth, and pulled it down inch by inch, feeling pity.The light and shadow fell on his side face, which was indescribably deceptive.

His breath fell on her back, warm and very light, he said: "Gently, if you regret it, I can stop at any time."

She just hugged him like a helpless boat in the sea. Only by hugging him can she have a little support.

Her tone was calm with a soft smile: "Xicheng, I don't know."

With you, I have never regretted it.

Later, when they were deeply affectionate and entangled to the deepest point, Zheng gently called his name like a child, and she said: "Xicheng."

She yelled many times, and each time, Lu Xicheng would hug her tightly and say softly, "I'm here."

There is no trace of impatience, it is all about patience.

One is fearful and tempting, and the other is infinite indulgence.

Later, Zheng fell asleep lightly, and never had any more bizarre dreams.

With loved ones by your side, you have armor.

In the early morning of the next day, Zheng Weiqing woke up first.

She slept very well last night. In the morning, she smelled the sour and fragrant aroma of silk juniper fruit, and she woke up in a trance.

She thought of a long time ago, when her father Zheng Liu was still there, he would accompany her on the swing under the acacia tree.

He said: "When our family grows up and our father is away, we will still have this tree. Where there is acacia, there will be reunion."

Zheng Qingqing thinks about it now, as if it just happened yesterday.The voice and smile are still in front of my eyes, but the person is no longer there.

Thinking about it, I feel a little disappointed.

She shook off the messy thoughts in her heart, just turned around, and stared at Lu Xicheng's sleeping face blindly.

His brows and eyes usually look warm and elegant, but now his defenseless appearance is even softer.

His facial features are really well-developed, as if they were drawn bit by bit with a brush, meticulously drawn, and even the details are impeccable.

Zheng looked at it lightly, and his mood improved a lot.In fact, she seldom sees him asleep, he always wakes up very early, every time Zheng wakes up lightly, he has already prepared breakfast.

In fact, she was by his side and was always taken care of carefully.

Maybe it was because her gaze was too hot, Zheng Weiwei saw that the man who had closed his eyes opened his eyes little by little, his eyes were gentle, but there was a narrowness in his eyes, which flashed past.

When he opened his mouth, his smile was hoarse: "Qian, it's nice to see you as soon as I wake up."

Lu Xicheng raised his hand, straightened her messy sideburns, and said, "Is there anywhere you want to go today? I'll go with you."

"I want to visit my high school." She raised her head, her eyebrows and eyes curved like crescent moons.

(End of this chapter)