The long -lost Ganmei seemed to ignite Shang Qian's previous memories in an instant.

When they have been intimately intimate, they have found comfort and satisfaction on each other.

He has always been fascinated by her. Once he touches, he cannot extricate herself.

He couldn't hide his desire, and he looked at the ideas of his heart.

He has always been restrained and more concerned about her feelings, but this time, because the club saw the scene where she and Song Zhihe were together, it seemed to be stimulated.

He couldn't calm down because he knew that if she had spent this pain, someone would also replace him.

The Su family invited Song Zhihe to go home for dinner, allowing Song Zhihe, who had a good appearance in his family, approached his daughter Su Nan, and asked Song Zhihe to pick up and talk about children to go to school.

These are all over.

If you do n’t say anything, what does it mean, he dare not go deeper conjecture.

Because, they will be afraid, they will panic, they will collapse.

Why should I give my happiness in their hands?

He doesn't do it!

The stabbing in his heart was painful, like cramps. He was stabbed by these thoughts, and he took a sip subconsciously.

He poured her lips slightly and observed her carefully.

She raised her head slightly, and her breathing was slightly a little short.

His eyes were a little blurred, his cheeks were crimson, and his lips were brilliant.

Seeing that there was no disgust and resistance on her face, his heart seemed to have fallen into the boulder.

His eyebrows lowered his head softly, and he was a hundred times gentle than just now. He was gently attached to her lips with thin lips. The delicate kiss seemed to be soothing.

He was indulged in their intimacy and did not want to let her go like this.

But he also knew that he couldn't do something that forced a woman.

So when he wanted it most, he gently rubbed the delicateness of her waist, kissing her ears on a low voice, as if to seduce her:

"Su Nan, baby, tell me, what do you want most now?"

He knew she thought, but he had to listen to her.

Su Nan could not pick up his own reason at all.

She was smashed by Shang Qian.

The dizziness turned up and down, and I didn't know how to react at all.

One second between them was across the long river and huge waves. At this moment, they embraced each other.

Is it too fast?

She has always felt that they owe a frank dialogue.

Even if there is no crying when you encounter, you should also tell each other in tenderness.

They should understand the vacancies during this time, and then gradually restore their previous intimate relationships.

Today's move is not like Shang Qian can do it.

But he did it, he came, and he saved many steps at once.

Push him away?

She was reluctant.

Deep in her heart, she thought about everything, and she could deeply feel that there was no alienation gap between them.

They are still the two most loved ones in the world.

But the eyes suddenly fell on the ground.

The crushed glass reflects the cold light.

She seemed to have pulled back a trace of reason, but he knew how to pick her up so that she couldn't calm down at all. He bit her earlobe to urge her:

"Say, who am I?"

"Shang Qian."

She blurted out subconsciously, and her breath was slightly messy.

What Ligerv, what cup, and Qi Rong, were all thrown behind her head.

The turbulent kiss swept again, and she couldn't wait to rub her into her body, so hard -hearted.

Her half -point resistance was gone, and he was taken away by him, and he gently put on his shoulders with both hands.

Shang Qian's fingertips were hooked on her button, and his throat rolled fiercely for a moment, and a lingering dark color floated in his eyes.

Her bright cheeks are crimson and charming, making people want to stop.

"Baby, say you love me?"

His voice was low, and he was tight.

This is his home, this is his wife.

He wants to come back brightly.

The appearance of Song Zhihe is just a manner, more, because he doesn't want to hide hiding.

Even if she will dislike him in the future and hates her.

But at least now, she wants him.

She wants him every moment, he should be by her side.

Let's talk about it in the future. If she is really bored one day, she will get out of the time.

At least in the past few years, he had been stolen by him.

He deserves it!

He couldn't do anything indifferent to a stranger who could still be in front of her.

From the moment he met her, he even had her life.

Su Nan's low breath, her eyes were reddish, her eyes seemed to be immersed in water, and the grievances with the rest were in her eyes. She couldn't say it.

He suddenly came back, why did she say she loved him first?

Why didn't he say?

She hurriedly grasped his shoulders, her fingertips were white, and she swallowed on his chest, but refused to speak.

Shang Qian's domineering kissed her cheeks and tears, and the distress and guilt swept all his reason.

Heaven joked with him, and he would no doubt that he returned again.

For such a long time, he really wants to make up for all the absence.

Such a kiss is just the desire of the corner of the iceberg in his heart.

His pace was unstable and kissed her while turning around.

In her unknowingly, take her to the master bedroom.

When Su Nan realized that when he was in the room, he suddenly thought of a few bottles of medicine on the bedside.

Her complexion faded the blood instantly, and she was about to push him away to cover up.

But the movement was very big, and he accidentally kicked his legs.

Shang Qian snorted, her complexion was whiter than her, and she took a cold breath.

He stroked her back softly, gently whispered:

"Don't move, my leg hurts."

When he spoke like this, Su Nan didn't even dare to move.

There was a trace of success in his eyes.

Low her head, kissed her lips, and ignited the fire on her.

I didn't get the answer he wanted, as if I didn't stop:

"Baby, say you love me ..."

He urged her, put her on the bed, looked down at her, intertwined with her ten fingers, her eyes were dark and deep.

He slightly opened her lips and got a chance to breathe. Su Nan didn't want to fall into the wind so quickly.

As soon as the victory desire, even if she ignored her ambiguous warming, watching the shirt was messy, Shang Qian, who showed the exquisite collarbone, faded a little blur.

He seemed that her reaction would not be so cheaper.

So he simply unbuttoned his shirt, wide back and narrow waist, smooth abdominal texture lines, and the body without a trace of fat made people imagine.

He put her hand on his waist, he kissed her shoulders, and lazily and wanton:

"Don't you like my waist the most? You hug it ..."

"Want?"

"Um?"
Chapter completed!