Even with the mask on, he couldn't see the woman's appearance clearly, he could feel the woman's tense body, and the sound of a slight inhalation—

With his head down, a trace of blood slowly overflowed, dripping on the white snow skin, like plum blossoms blooming in the snow.

It must have hurt. She even propped her hands on his chest, fingertips, and tightened slightly.

But in the next second, she resolutely got up and left!

To this day, he doesn't know if he and that woman are the first time.

He did come into contact with her, and he also got her chu-ko's blood. However, shouldn't a complete man-making movement be the moment of the most post-fusion movement?

Only went in once, only broke her shackles, and then it ended, and he didn't understand whether this time was his first time.

In fact, even if he did, he didn't have the slightest impression of that woman. When I think about it again, I only feel angry-

But it's different from Jian Anning. After all, they knew each other, although they quarreled and quarreled, although he still felt that she was not worthy of him. But, after all, she is a living person by his side. And, on that night, he had everything about her from the inside out, from top to bottom. He admits that he is just obsessed with her body and wants to continue shang-chuang with her instead of being in a relationship with her. But is there anything wrong with that?

Looking around, everyone around him, except for Qin Xian, including Ling Yichuan, Leng Yunlin, and Mo Siyu, even Leng Yunting before he met Luo Qingxue, each of them was spending all their days drinking, all hugging left and right, all of them replaced this woman today, and went to find another one tomorrow

He loved her body, and, for all these years, she was the only one who could make him intimate without hating her. He also didn't know what the chances of meeting the woman who made him excited in the future. But for now, it seems that he doesn't hate her at all for being around him.

He is also a normal man. In the previous twenty-eight years, I didn't taste the taste of a woman, so I was so calmly contemptuous and indifferent. However, once he really tasted it, it was as if a seed had been sown on the originally flat land. Life sprouts and thrives, and the more depressed it is, the more it is missed!

He confessed! He admits that he has been coveting the little assistant's white and jade-like body, and he doesn't want to lock her up in the house all the time, trapped in the chuang-sheet, imprisoning her with his strong arms and waist and abdomen, bullying fiercely, desperately squeezing, and trying his best to vent all the impetuousness, heat and restlessness in his heart! He doesn't like Lu Jiayuan, and he doesn't like others to look at her like that!

Maybe it's not love, but whatever! He only knew that when he was emotional, when he was depressed but couldn't make a score, when he was arguing with her, he wanted to tear her serious disguise, he really wanted to see her crying and begging for mercy under the surface of eternal seriousness!