He won't sue her, how afraid he is that she will have a fuss with him because of Miyazawa's death, and he will not return to the wind house, he will go back to City A, and he will ...... Parted!

Since he had her, he has been like a hairy boy who has tasted love for the first time, and his IQ has been directly reduced to zero.

She once asked him if he wanted to please her. Indeed, he just wants to please her, likes to see her smile like a flower, likes her wanton coquettishness in his arms, and likes her to stare at him with warm eyes.

Curved cloisters, dimly lit.

The silence of the night made it seem as if the two silent people could only hear each other's unsteady breathing.

"Orange ......" Feng Hao shouted, reached out and pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly, "Sorry, I made you uncomfortable." ”

He questioned her love because of anger, and also mentioned Lu Licheng, presumably at that moment, how painful her heart should be.

Xia Yucheng frowned in his arms, his eyes sour and tingling.

She let him hold her, not moving, not speaking.

Feng Hao took a deep breath and turned his head sideways to kiss her ear, his sideburns ......

"......," she called out in a low voice, her hand hanging at her side, never reaching out to hug him.

"If you love me, believe in me, believe in me!"

"The Feng family is so big......" she sighed.

The Feng family is big, there are many rules, and there are secrets that she can't touch. In her opinion, this qiē is like an airtight net, firmly encasing her in the center of the net.

There is no escape, there is no struggle......

Feng Hao cupped her face and said in a dumb voice, "I'm here!"

After he finished speaking, he tentatively nodded on her lips, and when he saw that she did not object, he pecked shallowly. He kissed her very tenderly, just as her delicate lip flap was a most precious work of art that needed to be cherished.

A faint kiss, there is no fierce fierceness that seems to swallow people into the stomach, there is no strong desire-longing, nothing, just faint, lips to lips, drink, slightly drunk.

Gradually, Xia Yucheng's breathing was also chaotic, her body trembled slightly, she closed her eyes and couldn't help responding to him as before, and her arms passed under his armpits, hugging his back tightly.

This kiss does not seem to be on the lips, but into the heart.

A firework exploded in her mind, blooming in the night sky in the mountains, and that night was so unforgettable and so brilliant.

"I won't marry any woman except you!" Feng Hao raised his head slightly, looking at the woman who was already slightly intoxicated.

"Ahh

He pinched her cheek lovingly, smiled and stopped talking.

……

After returning to the room and taking a shower, Xia Yucheng found that she was red, and the moon was coming, and she couldn't help but feel a wordless loss.

After changing her clothes, she stood in the bathroom for a long time before she walked out.

"So long?" Feng Hao seemed to be talking to someone on the phone, and when he saw her come out, he immediately hung up the phone.

"Hmm! go wash it!"

Feng Hao saw the melancholy on her face, and went over to lift her chin with his hand: "Did something happen?

He said that he was about to hug her, but she avoided her: "It's inconvenient, I ......"

He looked down at her, instantly understood, held her shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's okay, we are still young, and there are still many opportunities." ”。

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