Chapter 155: Lost and lonely, no one can understand 1
He found that his control and resistance were getting weaker and weaker. He originally planned to give her a small kiss, but unexpectedly, he got out of control. His tongue penetrated in sensitively, and her cold tongue made her
His body trembled slightly and became numb. He pressed forward, slapped her face, raised her little tongue, and sucked gently. The object under her body also swelled inexplicably.
His restless hands couldn't help but penetrate her clothes.
He just wanted to touch her, but when he saw the tears on her face and her tiredness, he couldn't bear it. After hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth and controlled it. He growled and cursed secretly: "Damn it."
I got up and walked to the shower room. It was burning like this and it was impossible not to take a cold shower.
.........
He secretly cursed himself for being too soft-hearted and too kind. He would take out his little shoes if he felt a little sad. If he couldn't bear to pity the one, he would close his eyes and sigh.
Sitting on the edge of the bed and not feeling sleepy, he gently brushed her messy hair. The eyelashes that had just been soaked were still a little wet and not yet dry. His heart ached a little, and tears clasped his eyes again.
Heartstrings.
This woman cries even in her sleep? Is she really that wronged? Was she dreaming about something? Or was she recalling something sad? He was a little curious, but he couldn't read people's hearts.
He reached out his hand and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes pitifully. Her long raised eyelashes trembled slightly at his touch, and her frown instantly relaxed a lot, as if she had been comforted.
, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she pouted her lips beautifully. The cute and small look made Yan Yufeng couldn't help but burst into laughter. He shook his head and was about to lower his head and kiss her lips.
But her brows wrinkled again, her expression a bit painful and sad, as if she wanted to cry but couldn't. Yan Yufeng trembled slightly, stopped in mid-air, and looked at her in shock.
"Sir, please don't leave me." She squinted her eyes and murmured, her voice like a thin thread, making it difficult and vague to listen.
"What did you say?" Yan Yufeng didn't hear what she said clearly, so he lowered his head and asked her.
Xia Xiaoxi was still sleeping, and she didn't know what she was talking about. She didn't know anything about these things. She only knew that Ye Tianyu's figure vaguely appeared in front of her eyes.