Perilous Deep Love

Time passed quickly, and in a flash it was winter.

Everything is very calm, but also calm let Jane Tong heart inexplicably yellow.

Arrogant Shen Xiujin took him to live in the shens' village. He ate and sat every day and rested at sunset. If he stood in the perspective of an onlooker, he would take care of her unconsciously and could not do anything wrong.

For others, I'm afraid that he has been moved beyond the limit, but the more he is like this, the more uncomfortable she is.

He always likes to sit by the bedside of the bedroom when she is taking a bath, with the bedside lamp on and reading books. When she comes out, he stands up quietly and stands behind her with a hair dryer. Every finger glides through her hair.

He also likes to squeeze toothpaste for her in the morning, when brushing his teeth.

He's also a snob.

There are many things like these lovers.

But what couples should do is to sleep in the same bed. They have been sleeping in separate rooms.

But every time he gives her the care that only a loving couple or couple can do, Jane wants to laugh.

At the moment, the low hum of the hair dryer has been whirling in my ears. As in the past night, Jane's hair is wet and sitting on the bed banger, and the day is getting colder She looked down at her clothes, pink thick robe, wrapped tightly This new Nightgown, or the man behind her, had just bought it for her yesterday.

Naturally, the workmanship of the clothes is exquisite, and the price must be "exquisite". But what does this person think and think that she will like the pink.

Listening to the sound of the hair dryer, there is a frequency of buzz, feel the touch of the hair top slightly knead. Suddenly, the woman hung her head and hid in her chest face, revealing a desolate smile, a silent smile, and tears in the bottom of her eyes Isn't that funny!

What does this count as?

"Yes." She opened her mouth, said low, subconsciously refusing his care, every move he made.

When he said "dry", Jian Tong had opened his head slightly, and the man behind him had shrunk his black eyes She did not know the small action, has betrayed her innermost mind.

She just So resistant to his approach?

Lost.

It's hard.

There is also a trace of remorse.

Only he himself knows what he is regretting.

According to Yan, press the hair dryer switch, put down the hair dryer.

He looked over the bed and grabbed the woman who was about to move to the other side of the bed.

"Let's get married."

Caught off guard, the man suddenly made a noise.

And Jian Tong, as if frightened, looked at the air in front of her body. For a moment, she felt that she was listening to illusions.

The hand behind her, however, was resting on her shoulder.

It's very quiet all around, which makes Jiantong feel cold.

~~A silent shudder, like electric current, flowed through the whole body, and finally, violently shivered.

For a long time, she did not turn around, but still looked at the air in front of her coldly and said roughly, "I am just a murderer, not worthy of the famous Mr. Shen."

After that, he laid down in his clothes three times and five times apart. He pulled the quilt on one side and put it on his body. The whole person turned around and turned his back to the people behind him. His shoulder shrank under the quilt, and only half of his head was exposed outside the quilt.

The man beside the bed, his hand still stretched out in the air, squinted at the back of the woman on the bed: "you also said that you did not harm Xia Weiming What if, if I say, I believe you? "

Proud Shen family Xiujin, for the first time, hung down his proud head!

His black eyes, still tightly locked in the back of the bed.

He's here, looking forward to it.

In the dark eye son, twinkles does not know the nervous.

"No, I did. I killed Xia Weiming. I'm a murderer. " She still did not turn around, still back to him, eyes empty hole to see a group of air, just tears, but in the man can not see the place, slide down She bit her lips and choked her throat. She would not make him cry at all!

Silent tears, silent suppression, silent tightly bite lips Late, late! Your belief is worthless!