1109 Loving and Being Loved (2)

Tang Ming raised his hand to take the cup in her hand, "Good night!" ”

Watching her go upstairs and looking at her background, Tang Ming's fingers gently stroked the cup in his hand, and a flame rose in his eyes.

Placing the cup on the coffee table, he stepped upstairs.

In the bedroom, Xu Fei lay on the **||, opened the drawer and took out an old iron box, opened it, and looked at the letter inside.

"Zimo, we can be together soon!"

A sense of sleepiness rose, she almost couldn't open her eyes, casually put the tin box next to the pillow, the light was not turned off, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

There was a knock on the door, it sounded.

Xu Fei slept on the pillow and did not respond.

The door lock rotated slightly, and the originally locked door was slowly pushed open, Tang Ming slowly walked in from outside the door, looking at Xu Fei'an's sleeping face under the light, he turned his hand and closed the door tightly.

Walking over and standing beside her, he bent down, his fingers lightly touching her face, and then slid down quite naturally, landing on her half-bare shoulders.

His fingers touched the iron box next to the pillow, Tang Ming stopped his movements in confusion, took the iron box and opened it.

Inside the tin box was a letter that had already been red and brittle because of its age.

On the letter, there are obvious wrinkles, as if it has been crumpled and carefully flattened.

Looking at the letter, Tang Ming's fingers trembled slightly.

Carefully placing the letter back in the box and placing the tin box next to her pillow, he bent over and kissed her softly on the lips.

Xu Fei on the pillow didn't react, but Tang Ming's body became uncontrollably hot.

Her physical stimulation combined with the urge to drink, the strong desire in her body had taken him captive.

Uncovered the thin quilt on her body, looking at the woman in front of him who had been in love for more than ten years, Tang Ming did not control himself as before, threw off his suit, ripped off his tie, and unbuttoned the home clothes on her body one by one, he slowly leaned down and kissed her body.

Because he was afraid of leaving traces, he also tried his best to control his emotions.

"Xiao Pei, you are mine, always will be!"

Whispering hoarsely, he took off her obstructive coat and pressed it unceremoniously.

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Huating Apartments.

Leng Zirui opened the door and threw Xu Xia, who was carrying on his shoulder, directly onto the big sofa in the living room.

"Whew!"

At this time, Xu Xia had gradually gained some consciousness from the coma, struggling to stand up, his chest rising and falling violently, and a muffled sound came out of his throat.

Seeing that she was about to vomit, Leng Zirui hurriedly stopped her arm and helped her to the bathroom.

Seeing that he was about to go to the bathroom, Xu Xia couldn't control it, and he let out a whoop and threw up all over his body.

Leng Zirui looked at the filth on his shirt and just frowned.

"I can't stand you women!" After complaining, he still dragged her into the bathroom sink, "Go, wash your face!" ”

Xu Xia's body softened and sat directly on the ground.

Leng Zirui took off his shirt and threw it into the trash, pulled a towel to help her wipe her face, looked at the wine on her body, he just frowned in annoyance, and used the towel to help her wipe the dirty things on her body, "If I knew this, it would be better to let that guy take you away, I'm really asking for myself!" ”

Xu Xia leaned on the toilet, raised his hand to hold his palm, and looked at him sleepily, "Who are you?!" ”

"Leng Zirui!" Leng Zirui just rolled his eyes back at her, pulled his palm from her hand, and got up to get a new towel.