The temperature on my lips finally disappeared

Ling xiao'an slowly opened his eyelids, and his dense pupils focused on the man's eyes. His voice choked and distressed: "Xiao Han, in your eyes, am I such a humble woman? Why... Why should I live like this? "

For him, the value of her existence may be just for him to play and trample, like an indispensable comfort to satisfy his twisted heart!

This kind of dirty relationship will only be repeated day by day, and there will never be an end to it

Xiao Hanwei collected his eyes. His dark eyes were indescribable confusion. He gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and his fingers stayed on her lips for a long time.

He couldn't bear to let her go, and he couldn't bear to see her shed tears, especially when his father treated her like that.

But he clearly understood that feeling was not love

He didn't love her.

Also, will not love any woman.

He just

I need her very much.

The pain in his heart, the memory that he wants to forget, can be relieved only when he has her again and again.

Suddenly, Ling Xiaoan's hand involuntarily covers her abdomen, and her forehead exudes a thin layer of wet sweat. Because of the pain, she can't help but gasp.

Xiao Han immediately picked up the man and put him on the bed.

He leaned on the head of the bed and forced her to lean against his chest. His warm palm covered her abdomen: "is it hurting again?"

He knew that she would still have pain in that place, even when she was asleep, she would wake up occasionally.

He didn't move his hand away, just put it quietly.

Flat place, once lost, is a fresh life, is their children

He gazed at her fragile eyes, once he felt that these eyes were very similar to his small distance, but also because of these eyes, he forced her again and again.

But at the moment, he saw her clearly in her dark pupils.

With light eyebrows and gentle facial features, this small face is as clean as jade.

She is Ling Xiaoan.

She is not Su Yuan.

"You take your hand away..." Ling Xiaoan struggled for a while, but the pain was more severe.

The terrible memory of the day of the abortion filled her mind and tormented her again.

When can we completely forget?

He suddenly embedded her in the body, deep frown, staring at her sad white face: "I'm sorry."

Ling Xiaoan was stunned. He was stiff under him, and even his breath became thinner

"Ann... Does it hurt? Tell me, does it hurt? "

Xiao Han closed his eyes, his voice was extremely hoarse, with a little bit of tremor.

His cold and thin lips kiss her in the middle of her eyebrows, on the tip of her nose, on her lips, everywhere, like a feather brushing gently

"Xiao, Xiao Han! You, you don't... "

Ling Xiaoan is going crazy!

Not only because of his murmur, but also because he could not stop his unbridled kiss

When her reason was about to collapse, he called again gently. Her gentle voice and hot temperature made her eyes wet for no reason.

"Sorry, Ann..."

"Sorry..."

Not in the future, in the future, never let you hurt like this.

He would make up for her with anything but "Mrs. Xiao"

....

The next morning, the sun penetrated through the cracks of the curtains, and the darkness was gradually faded.

Ling Xiaoan is lying in the warm quilt, her cheeks are slightly red, and her thoughts still stay in the things she experienced last night.

Maybe, it was the first time for her to endure that kind of thing in pain

She was not sure whether Xiao Han took her as the woman again?

But what he whispered last night was her name.

He called Ann

He said over and over again sorry

He was so tender, kissing every inch of her skin where she had been hurt.

He thought he had already left the apartment, but when Ling Xiaoan came out of the room after washing, he was standing in the restaurant in a suit.

Ling Xiaoan instantly buried his face and muttered: "why haven't you gone yet?"

"When you make breakfast for me." Xiao Han opened his chair and folded his legs lazily after sitting down.

"Well, wait for me." Ling Xiaoan glanced at the man as he slowly passed by.

He usually wears a suit, but seldom a tie.

But this morning, he was as rigorous as he was yesterday.

White shirt with dark tie, wearing a wrist seems to be very expensive silver steel watch.

The whole person is full of uninhibited but noble temperament, the kind of mature male atmosphere with great temptation. From a distance, it looks like an animal with noble appearance!

She even felt that she couldn't look back for a moment

Finding that she was peeping at herself, Xiao Han touched his lips slightly: "what are you looking at? Or, what is the aftertaste? "

Ling Xiaoan realized that "this glance" seems to be too long-lasting!

Hastily drawing back her eyes, she hid in the kitchen.

In less than ten minutes, she served sliced bread and a plate of fried eggs.

Standing beside him, she was like a clever little maid, with a gentle tone and fear of him: "I have a class at 8:30, you... Just eat a little."

"You don't eat?"

"I'm not very hungry. I can eat in the school canteen."

Xiao Han stretched out his hand and pulled the person closer to his eyes, holding her face with one hand.

The wrist watch just rubbed her face, and the sudden cool feeling made Ling anser shrink her shoulder.

The next moment, she had fallen to his lap, he grabbed her hand: "feed me?"

Ling Xiaoan frowned and looked at the man wrongly, but looking at his deep eyes, she suddenly appeared the picture of last night, and the sound of "an an"

At last, the bread is finished.

But more than half of it went into her stomach, and her whole body... Seemed to be eaten again!

When he got to the car, Xiao Han leaned over to help Ling xiao'an fasten her seat belt and wipe the crumbs from her mouth. He said with a smile: "it's not good to eat in the future. I'll continue to let you eat in this way. Do you hear me... An'an?"

Ann

Ling Xiaoan opened her round eyes, and the sound of "an an" made her breath stop.

"Xiao Han, don't be like this." She didn't want to touch his burning eyes. She could only turn a little away.

He pinched her chin and forced her to raise her face. He came closer and closer, almost sticking to her ear: "what am I like? Well

Ling Xiaoan frowned and looked at the pervert timidly: "that's disgusting!"

What he chewed in his mouth, and then hard into her mouth, forcing her to eat, can not nausea!

Xiao Han picked the corner of his eyebrow and laughed: "disgusting? If you eat more, you'll get used to it! "