When the stormy waves stopped, he replied: If you don't have the strength, you will naturally stop.

Tonight is Christmas Eve, Chen Ping'an originally said that he wanted to accompany Weng Meiling for Christmas, but because of Zhu Xiao, Weng Meiling endured the pain of others, and she was like a wounded cat, hiding in the corner of the night, licking the wounds on her soul.

Unexpectedly, after the early hours of the morning, Chen Ping'an actually appeared in front of her bed, and pretended to be Santa Claus and knocked himself into his socks and gave it to her as a gift, which made Weng Meiling full of emotion.

Women are thirty like wolves and forty are like tigers, especially women who are deeply moved, and they are even crazier.

Once is not enough, twice is not enough, and three times is not enough...... Even if he has been sent to the top many times, he is a mess, his delicate body is sore, and he has no strength at all, he still has to hold Chen Ping'an's hand and express his thirst with his eyes.

It wasn't until Chen Ping'an sprayed again that her waist and legs were planted on her, and she didn't want to move, so she hugged Chen Ping'an's back with satisfaction and smiled happily.

After the wind calmed down, neither of them spoke, nor even moved, Chen Ping'an just covered Weng Meiling's body like that, and after more than half an hour, the two of them recovered a little.

"Don't you think I'm sinking?" Playing with Weng Meiling's hair, Chen Ping'an chuckled.

Weng Meiling shook her head with difficulty: "It feels like this." I'd rather you just press on me like this, for the rest of my life. ”

hugged Weng Meiling and turned over,