Here comes your man!

Unexpectedly, the simple word "thank you" has been so late for so many years.

The strict beast sat on the bed, and his body was upright and let Tang heart hold it.

His face was dismayed, and he didn't know where Tang Xin's gratitude began.

If it is to help Tang Yiyi to run a hospital transfer, contact the doctor, solve the affairs of he Xifan, and take care of her in the hospital She has thanked you more than once.

And he also told Tang Xin more than once that everything he did was willing.

What he wants, never was her thanks.

He wants her heart, her love.

But she never said it, and thanked it once and again.

Can't still fall in love with oneself, so can only keep thanking?

This idea makes the black pupil of strict beast silence instantly, the voice becomes depressed and dry dumb, "why always thank you? I said I didn't need these -- "

the tail swayed away.

Yan beast stared at the big eyes, looked at suddenly, holding his face, strong kiss over the woman, life for the first time, the brain is blank.

His thick eyelashes shook two times, his pupils were tight, looking at the woman close to him, and could not react at all.

Tang Xin holds the face of the strict beast in both hands. The whole man sits on his leg, learns how he used to attack himself, gnaws (the mouth allows) him warmly, devours him, Prys open his thin lips, and the tongue slips in and sticks to his tongue and entangles him.

The nose is full of the fragrance of the woman in her arms. The soft touch on her chest and leg is very fast. The strict beast soon returns to God, hugs her waist, and the anti guest begins to plunder for the living place.

Lips and teeth blend, smell each other's hot breath and disorderly heartbeat frequency.

Ear, constantly to let people blush heartbeat of the water stains.

The strict beast was almost immediately excited.

With a finger pull, she pulled her coat off and dropped it on the ground at will.

The big palm from the clothes from the hem, touch every inch of the skin can touch, along the thin waist line up, to her chest.

When the temperature of the heart of the strict beast was covered with charcoal, Tang heart returned to God.

She opened his lips with red face, and the breath was quick, her chest was rolling violently, and she could clearly feel the terrible heat from his palm.

The strict beast has been raised (the valley owes) the thought, the tall body inclines, will press the person into the quilt.

Tang Xin held his magic hand on his chest. "I'll sew the buttons for you first..."

"It doesn't matter if you sew an old dress." At this time, how can strict animals have the mind to manage clothes that can't be worn again?

Now his blood is boiling, converging into two, one head rush, one to the lower abdomen, full of only one idea, is to use the woman in his arms to vent fire.

Only she could do a simple action to arouse his (debt) thoughts.

Only she can understand this trend of the bone.

"The beast said, as soon as his long arm was raised, he would sweep the needle box open.

Tang Xin quickly grasped his hand. "No, you don't want to know why I am strange today? I'll tell you when the buttons are sewn, OK? "

The strict beast didn't speak.

Deep eyes slowly down, swept their legs.

Tang Xin looked down in his eyes, saw the tent under his sleeping trousers, and his cheek "boomed" and red.

Just a kiss. How can he

The back waist is held dead by the big hand of the strict beast, and keeps pressing forward.

Even though he was in the middle of his clothes, Tang Xin could clearly feel the terrible heat from his object.

The cheek was red again, whispering, "wait until the button is clear, whatever you want..."

The strict beast stopped with the pressure, raised his eyes, looked at the woman in his arms, and joked in his low voice, "do you know what he is talking about?"

Tang Xin did not answer, but his cheek was red even more, avoiding his hot eyes, and his voice was intermittent and trembling. "I will help you first Sew the button... ""

Yan beast smiled, did not make her fire action, but said that Tang heart almost all red words, "do not find excuses for a moment, also don't cry to beg for mercy."

Vaguely said, the strict beast took the needle box to her.

Tang heart took over, uneasily struggled, want to go down, but was the strict beast iron chain like long arms held waist.

"Not to sew the buttons for me? How to sew it if you don't get closer, huh? "

"To thread..." Tang Xin was supposed to find excuses to keep out of his way. When he thought about what he heard in the hospital, his heart was hanging, his eyes were silent and stopped moving.

"What's wrong?" Yan beast almost instantaneous, realized Tang heart of the wrong, momentarily did not flirt her mood, around her waist tight hand tight.

"Nothing..." Tang Xin shook his head and smiled at him, and told himself that it was tonight.Tonight, she doesn't want anything.

I don't want to hear anything in the hospital.

I don't want to be the daughter of Shen Jinnan and Yan Qi'an.

I don't want to have blood relationship with Yan beast.

He simply looked at the severe beast in front of him.

Looking at this in front of her, she fell in love for the first time at the age of her teenage love, but later because of all kinds of mixed men.

After thinking it out, Tang Xin's depression in the chest suddenly disappeared.

She opened the sewing box, picked up the needle and thread and handed it to him, "you can thread it for you."

Yan beast said, reaching for it.

Probably because he had never done such a thing, his action was very strange, and he had not worn a thread for a long time.

He frowned a little annoyed.

Although impatient, the strict beast still did not stop the movement of the hand, drooping thick eyelashes to continue to work hard.

Clumsy appearance, not at all the usual deep introverted temperament, but a bit like a heavy, impatient boy.

Tang Xin didn't feel that it was harmful to his charm. Instead, he returned to his trance.

She just looked at it directly and could not help reaching out and stroking his sharp eyebrows and eyes, high nose, thin cheek, resolute chin and sexy larynx

Although he didn't know what he looked like when he was young, Tang Xin clearly remembered that Yan beast was thinner than now.

I don't know what he looked like when he was a teenager

When Tang Xin described Yan beast's appearance when he was young, his wrist suddenly tightened.

In his ear, he remembered his warm voice, "where to touch, eh?"

Tang's heart was stagnant. He looked down and saw that his hand had actually reached into Yan beast's chest, and his cheek burned even more fiercely, "I'm sorry I was just thinking about something... "

What is she doing?

Actually, I reached into Yan beast's clothes and felt it!

Tang Xin was ashamed and embarrassed. He was so ashamed that he wanted to dig in.

She pulled her lower lip awkwardly. She was so hot that she wanted to draw her hand back.

The wrist was caught.

Yan beast held her soft hand in her palm and swam around along the texture line of her chest. She deliberately stopped for a few seconds under her abdomen, then released it and handed the needle and thread to her hand. "What are you doing? Not to sew my buttons? "

Tang Xin was so red that she almost dropped blood.

I don't know if I think too much about it. She always thinks that Yan beast's cool and arrogant appearance is just his appearance. In fact, he is very coquettish and loves to tease people

Every time, always seriously teased her to shame

With a deep breath, Tang Xin steadied his mind and took the needle and thread from Yan beast and sewed the button carefully.

After so many years of separation, the color and the old and new degree of the buttons are different from the buttons that have been on the shirt all the time. They seem to be out of place and do not look like a set at all.

But in Tang Xin's eyes, it is so harmonious.

She put the needle and thread back, covered it, and put the box back on the bedside table.

The moment the fingertip touches the rough file bag, Tang Xin's expression has a moment's stiffness, and several pictures in the hospital flash through his mind.

But soon, she was able to get rid of all the negative emotions.

When I turn to face the beast again, all the negative emotions on my face have disappeared.

She showed the passer-by, stroked Yan beast's thin cheek again, followed his sharp lines of facial features, and finally landed on the button that had just been sewn.

Fingertips repeatedly rub a few times in the head, suddenly a deep pounce to hold up.

I didn't expect that she would suddenly rush over. Yan beast was a little unprepared. While leaning backward, she hugged the woman in her arms subconsciously with her long arm. Her voice was hoarse, "what's the matter with you today?"

Tang Xin did not speak, buried in Yan beast's neck, like a cat gently rubbed, all the way to his clavicle position, also did not mean to stop.

If the ruddy and soft lips have been swept, Yan beast's whole skin has a layer of small pimples, she can't lift it, and something under the pajamas almost explodes.

Completely out of control before holding Tang Xin's hand, voice hoarse, "so I'm not afraid I can't eat for a while?"

Tang Xin did not answer, and rubbed a few times in his arms, then asked, "what did you look like when you were seventeen or eighteen years old?"