Although she was once intimate, she was still jerky and responded awkwardly ...

As if looking for a warm dependency.

She's tired, really tired.

And this embrace is what she has been craving for, almost dying of heart ...

For a moment, the shattered gasping of them caught them tightly.

The body is entangled in one place, but it is lingering to death.

As if they had never been away, there was no separation between life and death.

There is no entanglement of love and hate, the heart is close to each other, and they are close to each other ...

They finally joined again, and he rushed in.

With thrilling power, penetrate her in an instant!

Gasping and trembling intertwined, Tema Magingo, the flames of war ...

Drown her completely ...

I don't know how long it took, all the passion has passed.

Qi Luoer lay down on his chest in sweat, sweating.

Yue Wuyi squinted his eyes for a while, as if sleeping but not sleeping, as if awake instead of awake.

Although the body was lighter, it hadn't really woke up.

Still holding her arms loosely,

She lay on his chest and heard the tide ebb like a lake.

Lowering his eyes, he gently raised his hands to smooth his hair.

Hold him backhand.

Arm around his thin waist, she felt a bit bumpy under her left arm, and she touched it subconsciously.

I feel a scar on my left hand ...

She was a little stiff, and in the rest of her eyes she saw only a pale pink scar above his left rib.

It is about two inches wide and slightly sunken in ...

There was a sudden pain in Zi Luoer's heart.

The dusty memory came out like the cruelest knife.

Six years ago, the sky was stabbing, and the blood was raging ...

Appeared in her mind.

Her fingertips trembled, and she couldn't help touching the scar ...

Yue Wuyi's body was slightly stiff, her arms slightly loose—

How can there be scars? .

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