The two of them have been restraining each other's passionate love this day.

When it was really time to be able to be unscrupulous, no one pushed it away with pretentiousness.

They hugged each other enthusiastically and expressed their inner love with kisses.

Shang Qian seemed to have become a different person. He tried hard to restrain his strength, but gentleness could not release the emotions in his heart.

He took the man back from the falcon.

I have never asked her if she was afraid of herself at that time?

He was afraid to hear that answer.

So I changed my question.

Do you miss me?

Quiet dripping around.

Su Nan was tired of standing, his legs became weak, and he gently supported his waist and stood up straight.

Then he was reluctant to let go, and then he hugged him.

Back to the room.

They finally kissed without hesitation.

Shang Qian seemed to be more fierce than usual, and his subordinates showed no mercy.

While gasping, Su Nan pushed him weakly.

"Be gentle, I didn't recognize the wrong person when you come back?"

Why do you look like a different person?

His whole body was stiff.

Next, his strength did not decrease at all, but became more and more unscrupulous.

Su Nan was so troubled that she could still respond positively at the beginning.

Later, she didn't even want to move.

In the past, Shang Qian would care about her body and feelings in bed, and ended with the most perfect feeling of the two.

But today, he was like a beast that rushed out of the cage without any scruples, just trying to declare his possession and sovereignty.

The dusk is upside down and the sunset is over.

Su Nan was thirsty in the middle of the night and woke up.

Someone immediately came up to hug her, his voice extremely warm:

"Are you thirsty?"

Su Nan murmured and handed a straw over her lips.

She was slightly awake and took a nap, warm and comfortable.

After drinking enough, Shang Qian put it back and patted her gently:

"Go to bed!"

Su Nan moved and could feel that although her body was a little sour and tired, it was still clean and refreshing.

Shang Qian must have gotten up and cleaned up.

He seemed to be a child who did something wrong, for fear that Su Nan would come to settle the score.

But there is no evidence of his guilt, after all, he has always been so considerate and considerate.

It makes people unable to find a place to get angry.

As soon as Su Nan fell asleep, she heard the man beside her shout softly:

"Baby, I'm sorry."

She was in a daze, not knowing whether to continue to sleep or wake up to listen to him.

When struggling and struggling.

Listen to him continue to speak:

"When you see me so unbearable, you have suffered from your burden. Will you hate me?"

He was nervous, his voice drifting like a floating cloud, floating in her mind.

She woke up.

Her misty eyes were filled with water and reached out to touch Shang Qian's facial features:

"What's so bad about a man who looks so beautiful?

Because it was you, I calmly accepted the danger I encountered before. I knew you would definitely come to save me, so I was not afraid, just worried that something would happen to you to save me."

Shang Qian was silent for a few seconds, and his dark eyes looked at Su Nan deeply.

The indescribable emotions spread to his limbs and bones, causing him to feel irresistible.

When he was worried about something wrong with her, she was actually worried about him too.

Shang Qian no longer remembers how many times he escaped from death. He was already used to it every time he escaped danger.

If one day he is not lucky enough to escape, his concern will be very little.

But now, he can't bear to die.

Otherwise, what should Su Nan do?

He couldn't bear to see her sad and sad look.

He reached out his hand, held her in his arms, lowered his head and sniffed the light fragrance on her body, and closed his eyes:

"Baby, I love you."

After a few seconds, I heard Su Nan's half-awake and half-difficult voice:

"Well, so do I."

...

early morning.

Early in the morning.

Su Nan couldn't get up at first.

But helpless, a soft and glutinous little thing rolled around around, licking Su Nan's face from time to time.

She opened her eyes slightly and looked at the child sitting there white and tenderly, looking at her without crying or making a fuss.

In an instant, her original aura of getting up disappeared instantly.

He looked down and fortunately Shang Qian changed her to a refreshing pajamas, barely covering the traces left on her body.

But there are some that cannot be covered at all.

Fortunately, the children won’t pay attention to these things at all.

She stood up with her arms, with a bit of laziness in her eyes, and pinched her little arms that were as white as lotus root nodes:

"Good morning baby!"

The child smiled and cracked his mouth, crawled to her side, and gently licked her face, sensible.

Su Nan looked at her in surprise and joy, and quickly gave her a dozen times more fragrant kiss.

Tell me, the child really couldn't stand the enthusiasm of his mother, so he could only climb out of bed with his little butt and go to find daddy.

She couldn't stand firm yet, but after training with Su Xiaohu, she got up very quickly.

I still remember that when Su Yifeng was excited, she showed off in the old friend group for a long time when she could crawl.

Su Nan finally understood Su Yifeng's mood, and the moments he witnessed with his own eyes were always particularly exciting.

She smiled and watched her roll and crawl out of the bedroom and go to wash herself.

When I went out again, I was stunned when I looked at Shang Qian’s busy figure in the kitchen.

And the child was surrounded by his feet and babbling.

Unfortunately, I can't understand a single sentence.

This scene remained deeply in life. Su Nan smiled and walked over to see the rich breakfast on the dining table.

Raise your eyebrows slightly.

"My Mr. Shang, why are you cooking, aunt?"

Shang Qian glanced at her, "Did she wake you up?"

He looked down at his daughter with anger.

The child seemed to know the old father's blame, and obediently held one of Shang Qian's legs, rubbed his little face, and expressed his apology with a smile.
To be continued...