God of War's Love: Forced to Marry a Cute Wife

Chapter 348 370 The Sound of Blooming Flowers

The atmosphere is so beautifully intertwined that even the rumbling thunder outside the window is like the background of music.

She stared at him with wide eyes, and couldn't get enough of them.Tonight is very different.

Covering her eyes with his big hands, he smiled lowly: "Bad guy, you look at me like that, it makes me feel like a crime." He kissed her soft earlobes, and licked her pinna...

She closed her eyes obediently, and she was rarely submissive in this matter.Under the warm yellow light, her complexion was surprisingly tender, with a shy flush, like a flower that had just opened.

He was also rarely in a hurry, and hugged her soft body tightly, as if he wanted to hug her in a gesture that would last forever.

So tender.

He stared at her with a sinister and seductive smile, and kissed her little by little, on the eyebrows, the corners of the eyes, the cheeks, the lips...

The air burns, and there is no sense of time flowing.

The two men and women also burned up, sweating profusely... endless enthusiasm, confused and sober.

Pure pleasure and enjoyment, no chores, no one else, just him and her.It was as if there were only the two of them left in the whole world.

Love, made simple.

She suddenly felt the reason why he likes her, simple, simple, simple.It was because of her simplicity that he fell in love with her.

Erye's world is too complicated, full of calculations and precautions, full of struggles and violence.

He is used to violence with violence.

But in fact, what he hates the most is calculation and defense.

At this moment, she suddenly seemed to understand as well, why doesn't this outstanding and handsome man like Yan Donglian who is so beautiful?

Because every step of that woman is calculating.In the eyes of that woman, Second Master's excellence is measurable, family background, ability, money, appearance, everything, all scored high, so Yan Donglian fell into Yan Donglian's eyes.

In a sense, Luo Zhan and Yan Donglian are the same country, even the same type.They will calculate the most beneficial results for themselves in the shortest time, and then implement them.

In comparison, Song Feiyu is too simple.Tofu slag, isn't that how she was so favored by the second master?

Second master is so real in front of her.The second master only became real in front of her.

As at this moment.His big hand caressed her, so tender, so tender, as if every finger was full of emotion...

His hand was placed on her chest, close to her heart.For a long time, stick tight.The heat accumulated in her palm almost scalded her heart... There was a loud thunder.

Her heart is so hot, so warm.

But it is another kind of peace.

A peace of immense dependence.

She also followed his example and pressed her palms against his heart.

It seems that there is some kind of connection, heart, and heart, connected at once.

She was drunk and yelled delicately: "Master... I'm so hot..."

hot!Like a fish being deep-fried in a pan, it's so hot it's almost burnt.

It's hot, and it will be hotter... She moaned unconsciously, so low, so low, like the sound of flowers blooming.

The second master's eyes darkened, and with the aura of mountains and rains, he overwhelmed the sky and overwhelmed the mountains and seas, controlling her and dominating her.

With her heartbeat, the same frequency, the same rhythm, eager and messy.

That heartbeat is a call, an impatient call.

Dialogue is superfluous.

Breath is the best dialogue, interweaving, overlapping, mixing, his, hers... as if even the breath is alive...

(End of this chapter)