They rarely speak, and the most they do is kiss, hug, take and take from each other.

She began to coquettish him again, rubbing his hair affectionately and pinching his nose. He began to spoil her again without restraint, and got used to her.

Time is so beautiful, they are like all ordinary couples in the world, they love each other and depend on each other. Enjoy this secluded life away from the hustle and bustle.

Every night, Xia Yucheng doesn't want to wake up. So, she cooperated with his demands, sometimes even stronger than his needs. Feng Hao, who has no ability to resist her, is of course even more happy.

When she lost control, she almost blurted out: "Hao, don't leave me, I need you!"

Yes, she needs this man, she needs his qiē.

She thought that there would be no other man in her life, just because there was only one man in the world. Even if it is lost, there will be no other man who can fill it, so she doesn't want to lose.

What is this complicated feeling of sweet pain?

When they hugged each other and volatilized to the extreme, she hugged his back tightly and shouted in her heart: "I love you!

As soon as Qiē calmed down, she was reluctant to let go of him, Feng Hao stroked her long hair, kissed her lips, and gently soothed her.

"Hao ......"

"I'm ......"

"Hao ......," she whispered again.

"I've always been there!"

"Forever?"

"Forever!"

She closed her eyes and put her arms around his neck desperately, forever, how far away!

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It was dusk again, and the sunset on the horizon burned the clouds like fire.

Feng Hao sat on the beach, watching Xia Yucheng bend over and pick up shells not far away. Her graceful figure looks more and more charming in the glow.

"Isn't it good-looking?" After a while, Xia Yucheng held a hand full of all kinds of shells in front of his eyes, and asked as if offering treasures.

Feng Hao pinched a shell, looked at it, and looked disgusted: "It's not good-looking!"

After saying that, he threw it into the distance.

"What about this?"

Xia Yucheng kept asking, and Feng Hao kept shaking her head, until she was empty-handed, and there was no shell in her hand, and the woman who realized it later reacted, and her small fist smashed on his shoulder.

"You did it on purpose!" she cried out dissatisfiedly, and finally picked and chose so much, and let him spoil it all.

"It's really not good-looking, in my eyes, it's not good-looking, except for you!" he said lightly that would make Xia Yucheng blush.

"It's really annoying, you're still reasonable," Xia Yucheng pushed him and sprinkled the sand on him, "Bury you and let you spoil my hard work......"

The more she played, the more excited she became, but Feng Hao was smiling on his arm, his woman, he liked to pamper and pamper.

And she just needs to be obedient and enjoy the qiē he brings her, his woman doesn't need to be smart, she doesn't need to be capable.

After a while, the underside of the wind's legs was all buried in light pink sand.

Xia Yucheng is still busy, sweating.

"Do you want to bury me alive?" he turned to look at her, "Aren't you tired of sweating for a while?"

She sat down and grabbed a handful of sand, and thin quicksand fell from her hand like an hourglass onto him. The white shirt was stained with a little powder.

(l~1`x*>+``+