Gu Yimi found the most comfortable position in the man's dissatisfied arms---

Hiding in Ji Zefeng's arms, his voice sounded really tired, and he said in a dull sense:

"Ji Zefeng, I'm so tired.

Can you hold me? I want to go to bed."

Little by little, Gu Yimi's voice became smaller and smaller, until the last sentence was completely buried in Ji Zefeng's chest.

...

Ji Zefeng was a little amused and crying.

Looking at the woman who seemed to be asleep in her arms, she was not satisfied at all in her body. This little fairy actually left him aside and ignored him.

Then I thought, Yimi must be really exhausted today. She had been busy all day and prepared such a sumptuous dinner at home in the evening. She didn't even eat much and was fucked by the group of wolves!

Thinking of this, Ji Zefeng cursed some male gods in his heart.

On the galloping road, a group of limited edition sports cars were still pursuing desperately, and the racers in the driver's seat felt a little cold on their backs...

...

Ji Zefeng felt very distressed.

Hold on to the urge to want it. Well, let you go tonight.

Yimi, I will always hold you, so you can rest assuredly in my arms and sleep!

...

Outside the window, the cool sea breeze blew gently, and the rose petals continued to rain.

On the stable cruise ship, on the soft big bed, the moonlight poured out, and the gentle breath filled with rose petals and the tenderness after the lust---

The woman was pillowing on the man's arm, Ji Zefeng held the woman tightly in his arms with one hand, and Gu Yimi fell asleep quietly and beautifully.

In the room--

A man's murmuring suddenly sounded in the quiet air:

"Wife, you seem to have really gained weight recently, but I like it."

In the warm quilt, the man's big hands were rubbing the woman's waist like a snake, but she was careful and gentle. She was not as good as before, and it felt more comfortable to touch.

The woman in her sleep, I don’t know if she heard Ji Zefeng’s words or had a dream, pulled the corners of her mouth coquettishly, and then a faint smile floated on her eyebrows.

The moonlight is bright and flows quietly.

They hugged each other and slept...

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In the study room.

Zhao Zimo raised his head and stared at the light-filled ceiling---

See----

On the ceiling, purple lavender is everywhere!

The faint and romantic purple color is like a real flower. It even seems that the wind is blowing, the stamens are flying in clusters, and the purple petals flow slightly.

And in this purple romantic sea of ​​flowers---

A forever the only heroine.

The snow-white knee-length long skirt, exposed calves, submerged in the blooming sea of ​​purple flowers, and the slightly exposed knees are white and beautiful.

Her little face without makeup and her long hair that looks like a waterfall flying in the wind.

Bright eyes, big eyes, delicate nose, and small cherry red mouth, as if they have been carefully modified. Every edge is so perfect that it cannot be picked.

The woman smiled at him so beautifully in the sea of ​​purple flowers.

Once upon a time, everything is just the past.

In France, she left him the most unforgettable memories of his life.

All that is enough.

It's enough for him to keep it slowly for the rest of the years.

...

She and him, one at the equator and the other at the North Pole, as long as he resists embracing, their world will never fall...

Gu Yimi, in this life, I have not reserved my place in your life. So, can I book your next life first?
Chapter completed!