Sea Alliance(83)

Peng Tan was in a good mood and helped Wen Xin clean up the dishes and chopsticks. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Both of them were in the kitchen, Peng Tan washed the dishes, Wen Xin wiped the dishes, and cooperated tacitly.

Peng Tan was playing a game, and Wen Xin was taking a bath in the bathroom. The spray poured down, and the water droplets rolled down instantly, and the neck was crisp, and the thighs were slender, dripping into the bath. The bath is full of water, Wen Xin ties up her hair, soaks in warm water, closes her eyes, and relaxes her mind.

Love, she can want, but it can't be above hatred, and the blood feud is the only reason to encourage and support her to live bravely.

The task, she must carry it out, otherwise, she will be lost, she will sink, and she will not know what to do. The "bewitchment" mission has made her lose her official identity, and she can only live with a disguised identity, if the mission fails, she will never be at peace, and she will never be able to show her true face.

She and Peng Tan have love, concealment, deception, and exploitation, and this love makes her feel that it is hard and tormenting. But she has to be vain and wronged, even if she uses her body to exchange for the sweet love on the surface, she has to do it hard.

The sorrow of love has been slowly planted between the two.

Fleur bathed, she wrapped herself in a bath towel, walked up to Peng Tan, and sat down. She kissed him and told him to take a shower quickly, and Pentan kissed him back, got up and walked into the bathroom. Wen Xin turns off the game, tunes back to the TV, and plays the movie. The movie is the old movie "Piano Farewell", which she has cherished for many years, and the film is directed by the famous New Zealand female director Jane? Campion's romantic film, which is also a masterpiece that reflects the awakening of women, won the Palme d'Or and the Best Actress award at the 46th Cannes Film Festival. I remember that at that time, Wen Xin had just gone to college when she first watched this film, and at that time, her fantasy of love was also beautiful and sweet, but after watching it once, she didn't understand it. She only felt that the piano was in stark contrast to the lives of the indigenous people of New Zealand. After repeated appreciation, she felt that the passion of romance exists in our lives, and sometimes we live for it. Now, her life is the same.

She was fascinated by it, and Pentan, naked, walked over, sat down next to her, and looked at it too. Towards the end, as the relationship between the male and female protagonists heated up, Wen Xin was also intoxicated, Peng Tan hugged Wen Xin in a timely manner, and the breath of the two could be heard. At the end of the film, the heroine throws the piano, which symbolizes her heavy and painful memories, into the sea.

The film sounded the beautiful piano music, like a mouthful, like a heavenly sound, hitting the door of the heart. Peng Tan and Wen Xin were also infected, and the two were in love and kissed together.

Passion burns, honesty relatively.

Wen Xin bowed his head and said shyly: "Turn off the lights, okay?" ”

The lights went out, the affection lingered, and the two blended again.

The sky was gray and smoky.

Ji Momo, as always, got up early, washed and tidied up. Packing up his gear, he put on his backpack, took out his room card, and walked to 5016, where he knocked on the door. Soon, Xin Lu was sleepy-eyed, revealing panda eyes, without energy, staring at Ji Momo, and turned around and walked back to the room. Ji stood at the door silently and arranged today's itinerary: "Half an hour, we will set off on the Ring Expressway, turn to Chengya Expressway, and strive to get to the vicinity of Tsing Yi River around noon." With this arrangement, we were able to arrive at Moxi Ancient Town at about 6 p.m. Xin Lu did not veto Ji Momo's travel plan, she walked into the room, dialed the phone, and asked the waiter to bring a change of clothes. Ji silently closed the door and stood at the door, thinking about himself. (To be continued.) )