Song Yunyun, Jiang Yaojing escaped from marriage, and the bridegroom smelled so sweet full text Chapter seven hundred and ninety second, it will definitely hurt
Chapter seven hundred and ninety second, it will definitely hurt
Song Yunyun looked at his raised hand, hesitated for a moment, then came over and put his hand in his palm. He closed his fingers and squeezed gently, using some strength on his arm.
Song Yunyun took the opportunity to sit beside the bed, leaned over and climbed into his arms.
"You're here, why didn't you tell me in advance?" Jiang Yaojing stroked her hair.
Song Yunyun acted coquettishly in his arms, "If I had told you in advance, you would have refused to let me come."
Jiang Yaojing sighed, "I just don't want you to see me like this."
"You are my husband." Song Yunyun raised his head and looked at him, "I like you no matter what you are."
As she said that, she took the initiative to come up and kissed him on the lips.
Jiang Yaojing's muscles all over his body tensed up.
He said in a hoarse voice, "My body smells like medicine."
Song Yunyun looked up at him.
Why does he dislike the smell of medicine on his body?
It's obviously because my eyes can't see, I can't take the initiative, and my mind is unbalanced.
A person who has always been arrogant.
She smiled and said, "I don't dislike you, so what are you afraid of?"
Jiang Yaojing smiled.
She pillowed his chest and listened to his heartbeat, "Don't drive me away, let me take care of you here, okay?"
Jiang Yaojing remained silent and responded softly, "Okay."
Song Yunyun opened his eyes wide and his eyelashes trembled slightly, "An Lu's peaceful life has been broken again. Something happened to Yang Mingshuo. It's quite serious. I don't know whether he will live or die now. But I know An Lu's temperament. Yang Mingshuo is in all likelihood.
It was a sacrifice, otherwise, she would not have given the child to Shen Zhiqian. She and Zhiqian used to love each other so much. When they were in school, they were a couple that many people envied. But now they have come to this point and can no longer be together.
When I look at it, I feel very sorry."
She hugged Jiang Yaojing tightly, "I don't want to, we are just like them, and we have the same regrets. I want to be with you, always, always..."
Jiang Yaojing patted his back gently, "Don't worry, we will be fine."
They are them.
"We are who we are."
no the same.
Maybe Shen Zhiqian and An Lu's fates were arranged by God.
They are not destined to each other.
"I'm not with you, do you miss me?" Song Yunyun asked him warmly.
He hummed lightly.
Song Yunyun asked again, "Then why didn't you say anything on the phone?"
Jiang Yaojing, "..."
"I want to tell you face to face."
Song Yunyun looked at him, "Then I'm in front of you now, just tell me!"
Jiang Yaojing, "..."
"Come, sleep with me for a while..."
Song Yunyun didn't agree with him, "Stop changing the topic."
Jiang Yaojing pursed her lips, held her in his arms, and said softly, "I miss you."
Song Yunyun pressed against him tightly, "I miss you too."
Very much.
Song Yunyun took the initiative to unbutton his clothes, took his hand, and put it on her chest...
She wasn't so open-minded before.
In front of him, she would always be passive.
Suddenly so proactive...
He actually didn't know how to respond...
He whispered, "Yunyun..."
"Shh, you took the initiative in the past. This time, it's me." Song Yunyun stretched out her slender jade fingers and gently pressed his lips...
Everything after that is human nature...
However, Song Yunyun, who was originally on top, became below in the process.
The delicate shoulders are covered with lip prints, fingerprints, and eye-catching gunshot scars...
If Jiang Yaojing could see it, he would definitely feel distressed!