After a while, Bai Xiaoluo felt that he had no strength at all, his whole body was as limp as a pool of water, allowing him to hang himself on him.

She likes this feeling, the feeling of relying wholeheartedly on one person!

This made her feel that she was not alone, but had something to rely on!

Bai Xiaoluo clearly heard his heartbeat, fast and fast, and his voice was thumping. His kiss was overwhelming, but she felt that he was getting gentler.

All around him was his breath, and the faint mint smell even wrapped her up.

Ye Ziming's kiss became more and more urgent, deeper and deeper. As if the Buddha was about to swallow her, all her oxygen was taken away by him, and even her head began to dizzy.

Just when Bai Xiaoluo felt that he was about to suffocate, Ye Ziming suddenly let go of her lips and his fingers wandered along with her neck. Then, his lips also pressed on him and caressed her neck back and forth.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Xiaoluo felt a cold neck, as if some liquid was sliding on her neck. Just as he was about to see where the liquid came from, his lips were once again held by Ye Ziming.

This time the kiss was not as fierce as the previous moment. It was like Buddha's attachment, and it was biting and pecking around her lips, with a strong reluctance.

This kind of reluctance infected the two of them. Bai Xiaoluo knew that this kiss was him saying goodbye to her.

My nose suddenly felt sore, and tears fell down, and the rain fell quietly at this moment.

Ye Ziming closed his eyes and kissed her slowly in the drizzle, as if he was savoring a delicious dessert. He did not dare to open his eyes. He was afraid that he would turn red and lose his demeanor when he opened his eyes.

This kiss, from the storm to the slight kiss and pecking, and then suddenly stopped! The two of them had already cried!

Ye Ziming smiled hard and said to the little woman with pear blossoms in front of him, "Xiao Luo, I will hug you again. This may be the last time we have met. I may never hug you again in the future."

Bai Xiaoluo felt even more uncomfortable when he heard his words. He was so heartbroken that he was almost breathless. She sobbed hard, but she didn't dare to blink. She wanted to look at him again.

Her eyes even became sore and swollen because of the rain, but she refused to give in and just pouted, "Ye Ziming, do you know? You are really a fool."

Bai Xiaoluo's words were complaining, but after he said that, he felt deeply distressed and reluctant.

Ye Ziming bent his lips and smiled slightly, using his smile to hide his inner sadness. He did not deny Bai Xiaoluo's name, but was willing to accept it. He said a little scoundrel, "After meeting you, I became a fool. Do you dislike me?"

Such love words that slander each other made the two of them composed a beautiful song. In this sudden drizzle, they were sad and sad!

Bai Xiaoluo looked at the man in front of him reluctantly, reached out to touch his face, and she shook her head violently, "No, I feel very moved by you like this. I feel very happy and contented with you to accompany me for the rest of my life."

"Silly woman." Ye Ziming reached out and rubbed Bai Xiaoluo's hair, helped her to get the wet hair on her forehead back, and then looked at her with a gentle and doting look.

Bai Xiaoluo's eyes were red again because of his gentle behavior! After a moment, Bai Xiaoluo felt that he had no strength at all, his whole body was as limp as a pool of water, allowing him to hang himself on him.

She likes this feeling, the feeling of relying wholeheartedly on one person!

This made her feel that she was not alone, but had something to rely on!

Bai Xiaoluo clearly heard his heartbeat, fast and fast, and his voice was thumping. His kiss was overwhelming, but she felt that he was getting gentler.

All around him was his breath, and the faint mint smell even wrapped her up.

Ye Ziming's kiss became more and more urgent, deeper and deeper. As if the Buddha was about to swallow her, all her oxygen was taken away by him, and even her head began to dizzy.

Just when Bai Xiaoluo felt that he was about to suffocate, Ye Ziming suddenly let go of her lips and his fingers wandered along with her neck. Then, his lips also pressed on him and caressed her neck back and forth.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Xiaoluo felt a cold neck, as if some liquid was sliding on her neck. Just as he was about to see where the liquid came from, his lips were once again held by Ye Ziming.

This time the kiss was not as fierce as the previous moment. It was like Buddha's attachment, and it was biting and pecking around her lips, with a strong reluctance.

This kind of reluctance infected the two of them. Bai Xiaoluo knew that this kiss was him saying goodbye to her.

My nose suddenly felt sore, and tears fell down, and the rain fell quietly at this moment.

Ye Ziming closed his eyes and kissed her slowly in the drizzle, as if he was savoring a delicious dessert. He did not dare to open his eyes. He was afraid that he would turn red and lose his demeanor when he opened his eyes.

This kiss, from the storm to the slight kiss and pecking, and then suddenly stopped! The two of them had already cried!

Ye Ziming smiled hard and said to the little woman with pear blossoms in front of him, "Xiao Luo, I will hug you again. This may be the last time we have met. I may never hug you again in the future."

Bai Xiaoluo felt even more uncomfortable when he heard his words. He was so heartbroken that he was almost breathless. She sobbed hard, but she didn't dare to blink. She wanted to look at him again.

Her eyes even became sore and swollen because of the rain, but she refused to give in and just pouted, "Ye Ziming, do you know? You are really a fool."

Bai Xiaoluo's words were complaining, but after he said that, he felt deeply distressed and reluctant.

Ye Ziming bent his lips and smiled slightly, using his smile to hide his inner sadness. He did not deny Bai Xiaoluo's name, but was willing to accept it. He said a little scoundrel, "After meeting you, I became a fool. Do you dislike me?"

Such love words that slander each other made the two of them composed a beautiful song. In this sudden drizzle, they were sad and sad!

Bai Xiaoluo looked at the man in front of him reluctantly, reached out to touch his face, and she shook her head violently, "No, I feel very moved by you like this. I feel very happy and contented with you to accompany me for the rest of my life."

"Silly woman." Ye Ziming reached out and rubbed Bai Xiaoluo's hair, helped her to get the wet hair on her forehead back, and then looked at her with a gentle and doting look.
Chapter completed!