If language could kill people, Ji'an would have been killed thousands of times by him.

Perhaps after too much misery, she has been numb with pain So she can stand up and be humiliated by him?

Beiming Shaoxi glared at her fiercely, waiting for her reply, even her slap in the face.

Now she is not like the Ji'an he knows!

The woman who tried every means to escape him, why did she have sex overnight? He really wanted to know that he wanted to break her head and see her hidden mystery.

"Speak up!" He was convulsed with heartache, "even if I torture you, you also want to be my love wife?"

"If you torture me, Mr. Beiming will be happy."

"Did I hear it wrong, or did you say it wrong? What secret are you hiding from me How could she have been his lover selflessly in order to make him happy?

Ji'an points his toes slightly, hooks his hands around his neck, and tentatively sticks to it

His trembling lips pressed against his lips for fear of being pushed away by him again.

There was a terrible rage all over him, and he was kissed by her soft lips.

Ji'an clumsily imitates him, licks his lips and gently depicts.

Feed the tip of her cat's tongue into his mouth and circle it green.

Beiming Shaoxi's anger was completely polished, and a stream of blood leaped from the bottom of his feet, making his brain lose judgment.

She kisses for a while, gently loosens her lips and looks at him vaguely: "this is my answer."

I love you, Beiming Shaoxi.

But I can't say anything.

It's love that can't respond any more; it's love that only hurts you and destroys your happiness. Even more incomplete love.

For the rest of her life, she just wanted to make up for him as much as possible, hoping that his memory had traces of her coming

Her tears passed in a flash, disappearing in the hidden darkness.

“....”

"Just say" go away "and I will know that this relationship will end immediately She raised her lips, eyes in the water light sprouting, "absolutely no longer bother you."

The heart of Beiming Shaoxi is like being cut on the blade

The big hand clutched her waist, so thin that it would break with a slight break.

How could he let her go?

"So don't tell me to get out of here. I'll take it seriously." Ji'an stares at him seriously. This is their agreement.

"If I were, I'd never get tired of playing all my life?" He asked in a hoarse voice.

Ji'an is silent, but her life span is only half a year.

Her silence made him nervous, afraid that she would regret.

"Kiss me again -" his gritty voice rustled and his Adam's apple heaved painfully.

Ji'an kisses again and unbuttons his shirt in his sweater with one hand.

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