Baijumo's bathrobe was untied slowly by the man's slender fingers and faded on the carpet. She didn't resist. She was leaning against the bay window and gently hugged Li Jin Ting's neck. With a red face, she said, "can you go to bed?"

There is no curtain on the bay window. It's day again. Although there are no people in the area of ten miles, and it is on the second floor, there is no risk of being seen.

But she was not as bold as Li Jin Ting, and she always felt guilty when she did such things.

Li Jinting didn't take her to bed. As if possessed by a demon, he put his forehead against her and said in a hoarse voice, "help me undress."

White orange's ear root was hot red, and her little hand nervously untied his shirt button, revealing clear and smooth lines. Her fingertips accidentally touched his chest with clear barriers, and she was seized by him.

……

Wet water eyes, pitifully looking at him, "Li Jin Ting, where on earth I do not do well?"

Since the misunderstanding has been solved, why should he treat her like this?

……

She is clearly still crying, but the soft lip corner, but unconsciously up under.

She closed her eyes, leaned against his arms and asked softly, "Li Jinting, are we reconciled in this way?"

"Well, make up."

Her broken heart, however, seems to have recovered because of his light response.

He cares about her, too, doesn't he?

She thought she had already given up on him, but when those misunderstandings were cleared, she could not help but want to get close to him

This sleep, I do not know how long, white orange Mo wake up, the whole body is sour and soft, outside the sky has been dark, the heavy rain also stopped.

She rubbed her eyes, the man around her was no longer there, she held the quilt, recalled the next day's events, blushed and heartbeat.

Beside the bed, there is a man's white shirt, which seems to be specially left for he

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