Mr.Xia, let's be together

The sound of water was more and more intermittent, and Xia xuanzhe, who couldn't get rid of it in her mind, looked at a point on the roof. She thought it was too strange. Was what he said true? Does she really like him?

Yes, for the past three years, she has given him a photo of Xiao Ling Mo once a month as promised. She just doesn't want him to be sad because he wants to have children. Now she wants to come. It turns out that she always cares about his mood.

Once, he was not bad to her. Even if Xiao Lingmo was born, we can't blame him. She and the army also have a share. If the army took her from Xia xuanzhe that night, now the story of her and the army will definitely be rewritten, but the world has never been. If it has passed, it will be eternal and can't be changed any more.

"Xiaoxiao, what do you think?" when she was thinking about Xia xuanzhe in a daze, a low and magnetic voice sounded and turned her head slightly.

Beside the bed, the tall figure of Luo's army has covered her. His hair is covered with water droplets. He is only wearing trousers. The water droplets on his bare chest flicker in the fresh outdoor sunshine. It looks like he has a sense of multi sexuality if he wants to have a sense of multi sexuality. Moreover, his voice is obviously a little hoarse.

"I..." she was suddenly terrified, her eyes hurried away from him, slightly drooped her eyelids and whispered, "I'm thinking about ink."

"Don't think of him." the overbearing male voice, with a little masculinity, the army bent down at once, and then lay beside her, hugged her body, and the thin lips fell down.

How long has he been waiting for this moment?

He wanted to kiss her.

He wants her.

No matter what, he just wants her. I don't know why. After so many years, he still loves her as warmly as before. Time is really a wonderful thing. It can make love stronger.

Thin lips fell on her lips. Suddenly, there was a blank in her mind, but then, the face in front of her enlarged into Xia xuanzhe's face, "ah, don't..." she panicked and pushed the army fiercely. She panicked. She was confused. Why was Xia xuanzhe's face in her mind? No, No.

However, no matter how she waved it, she couldn't wave away the handsome face, which made her a little confused.

Luo Zhijun slowly raised his head, but the posture of hugging her did not change at all. He still looked at her overbearing. The burning eyes let her see the desire in his eyes and made her feel ashamed. In the past, she wholeheartedly wanted to give her first time to him, but she didn't want to give it to Xia xuanzhe unexpectedly.

God, is this God's will?

She was never a casual woman.

The man's fingers gently fell on her red lips. Both of them were floating with the faint fragrance of bath milk, "don't be afraid. Slowly, you will adapt. Xiaoxiao, let me kiss you."

The man's lips fell down again. This time, it was very slow. His eyes were also looking at her eyes. There was a trace of loss and injury in the dark pupils, but she caught it in an instant. Once, she didn't kiss, but I don't know why she was confused when he kissed her at that moment?

Confused closed his eyes, the world, more and more crazy.