"My dad died before I was born, so I didn't see my dad and I only remember my mom and brother. My mom used to be really nice to me, telling me stories every night, and she was most afraid that I would be bullied. I was beaten, and when she rubbed me on the medicine, she would hold me and shed tears. Mom is very beautiful, she is a big beauty, and there are men who like her. But for the sake of my brother and me, she never considered remarrying, for fear that we would suffer. I used to think how happy I was, to have a mother who loved me so much......" she said, her eyes reddened, and the moon blurred in front of her eyes.

My mother ten years ago, why is it gone?

Feng Hao silently handed her the handkerchief, knowing that she said so much so that he would not have prejudices against her mother.

"I'm not a child, how to do it, I have my own measure!" he reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb in distress, "Orange Orange, some things may seem difficult to you, but when it comes to me, it will be very simple." So if there is anything difficult to do, you can throw it to me, and I will be happy to help you solve it and help you bear it. ”

"And what am I going to do?" she laughed, teary-eyed.

He looked at her lovingly: "You just need to stay by my side happily!"

She buried her head, covered her eyes with a handkerchief, and shrugged her little shoulders.

Feng Hao couldn't see her shed tears the most, and he couldn't do it in distress, so he hugged her in his arms and coaxed her in a low voice: "Okay, don't cry! ”

He kissed the top of her hair, and she rubbed her tears on his shirt, and those tears that hung with residual warmth were like a brand, carved deep into his heart, and the pain was like a knife.

……

At night, Feng Hao was very considerate and hugged her and didn't do anything, but Xia Yucheng pestered him as if he was fascinated by medicine.

He was already obsessed with her to the extreme, where could he withstand her deliberate initiative.

He squeezed all her energy out, leaving her body very tired and out of strength.

When he woke up the next morning, he was still paralyzed, lying in his arms, refusing to get up.

Knowing that she was tired by him last night, Feng Hao kissed her forehead with pity, and said in a deep voice: "Hurry up about your brother's trip to the United States." The operation of the company, he must do his best. ”

She was tired, limp, and silent, but closed her eyes, and the listener had a rhythmic heartbeat.

"Why don't you speak?" he asked, stroking her silky hair.

"Tired!" tossed ****, can you not be tired?

Like him, he is always full of energy and energy, and his energy is so good that she is very jealous.

He smiled, rubbing his fingertips against her face, remembering her indulgence last night, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why do you want to play with fire?" ”

His tone was ambiguous, provocative.

Xia Yucheng didn't speak, just nestled in his arms and smiled secretly.

"I can't sleep, and I don't want to get up, do you still want me to hurt you?" he leaned over to find her lip and bit it gently.

She felt that his whole body was full of that familiar domineering and powerful aura, like an impenetrable net, enveloping her entire person.

Her breathing became more and more difficult, and the fragrance that belonged to him between her lips and teeth and the tip of her nose .......

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