He is such a proud person, even saying "I'm sorry" is said in such a domineering manner.
But, she likes it!
I love you, love you very much!
I love you, love you very much!
I really really love you!
This fatal tenderness jumped over and over in her mind. She smiled seductively at him, turned around, knocked him down, and then generously presented her red lips to him.
The past has passed. All the hatred, resentment, grievances and unwillingness have all passed because of his overbearing love.
It turned out that they loved each other so deeply, but the original meaning of love was distorted by each other's temperaments and too many misunderstandings, and instead sent the person on the top of their hearts into a cage of cold loneliness and pain.
Ye Hua reacted quickly, turned over deftly, took back the initiative, and kissed Han Mengxiao's lips fiercely. He had missed the beauty of two lovers for thousands of years.
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It is said that ancient humans and gods had no love or thoughts, because they have never met the person who is truly attracted to them. Gods are not cold-blooded and ruthless. They can also suffer pain and sorrow, and their blood boils.
A true God can stop the dark desires in the heart, but will never give up on true love.
Zi Yiran was also a little worried about Han Mengxiao, so she went out to look for Han Mengxiao. When she walked under the leafy tree, she saw two people kissing each other passionately in front of her. She stopped walking, swayed a few times, held on to the tree trunk, and turned her head away, not wanting to talk more.
Have a look.
"They are a perfect match, aren't they?" Zi Cao followed Zi Yiran, glanced at the couple on the grass from a distance, and said calmly, with a light tone, as if she was not interested in anything in this world.
"Yes...yes!" Zi Yiran replied with a trembling voice, suppressing the numbing pain.
It was always clear, wasn't it? She never belonged to him from the beginning, and she never belonged to him. No matter how much he did or how hard he tried to guard it, the marriage that didn't belong to him would never be transferred to him no matter what.
Came from his side.
"Zicao, I'm wondering if we shouldn't come." After a moment, Zi Yiran stood up straight and looked at the quiet Zicao with blurred eyes under the moonlight.
It seemed like a question, but also like an affirmative sentence, like he was talking to Zicao, or like he was talking to himself.
"There is no right or wrong. You love her and want to protect her, so you came here. This is your choice. She loves Ye Hua and is with Ye Hua. This is her choice." Zicao's body is called Moonlight Phi.
Wearing a soft gauze, looking over, it looks cool and noble.
Her face was buried in the dark and could not be seen clearly.
Only that sound, like symbols, danced in his ears.
"You want to love her. If you love her bravely and firmly, isn't that enough?" A bitter smile appeared on her face, but she hid it well.
It's like, I love you, it's my choice, as long as I love you, that's enough. She said in her heart.
"Is this enough?" Zi Yiran looked at Zicao blankly. He suddenly found that the woman beside him had a calmness that he could not understand. He suddenly understood that the woman transformed by the purple spirit fox, she
With a smart mind, she can see right and wrong more clearly than he does. The spiritual energy she has cultivated is purer than him. She is agile and has convenient legs and feet. As long as she wants to leave, she can leave him at any time.