(Girls' Literature)

"I'm tired, I'm really tired......" Tan Shuyan murmured in a hoarse voice, his long and thick eyelashes slightly hidden, and a bleak shadow was imprinted under his white eyes.

Nangong Qingjue propped up her body slightly, was slapped by a crisp slap, and recovered a little, her inky eyes stared at her ethereal and exquisite face, and her slightly cool big hand covered her cheeks, seeing her refusal, it seemed that a cold current instantly spread throughout her body, and a hard blow in the heart made him feel pain.

"I will only have one lady in my life." He also spoke hoarsely.

"Xianggong, you can let go of your dreams." Tan Shuyan raised a beautiful poignant smile, raised his eyes to meet the man's gaze, and looked at the red marks on his cheeks with a hint of apology, if it weren't for her, she really couldn't help it, and she wouldn't hurt him.

This is also the first time since this that he has asked him to be a father-in-law, but he is asked to let go - can he really let go?

Nangong Qingjue's arms tightened, hugged her firmly in his arms, and made a guarantee to her. "In the future, I won't snub you, I will hurt you, pity you, don't say it's okay."

"This time, Susan is telling the truth." Tan Shuyan's heart has long been hurt and scarred, and she is used to his cold treatment of her, and now he suddenly has tenderness for her, which makes her uncomfortable.

She was afraid, afraid that one day all this would be beaten back to its original shape.

I remember what my mother said: If a man doesn't love you, then the whole world will be your rival.

Now she understands the meaning of this sentence very well.

Xianggong's heart was given to other women, she guarded a shell, in his eyes, no matter what kind of woman appeared in the future, I am afraid he could stay, because he had no heart.

"I let go of Qingwan, and my heart hurt slightly at that time, and I felt that when I moved, it was hurting. But I still watched her throw herself into the arms of the Nine Princes, and endured to let her be happy. Nangong Qingjue whispered in her ear, and her thin lips touched people's earlobes thinly.

Obviously, the woman's body shook slightly as she listened to his words.

The big hand slowly climbed up her white arm, rubbing gently in the scar on her wrist, and the dark voice sounded in her ears again. "And when I thought of letting go of you and throwing myself into the arms of other men, it hurt so much that I couldn't breathe, and the strong jealousy made me lose my mind, and I just wanted to leave you behind...... I can't do it, I can't set you free. ”

"Xianggong, your heart ......" Tan Shuyan frowned, the tears in the corners of her eyes unconsciously slid down her cheeks, her small hand touched the man's open chest, and she felt his powerful heartbeat in the palm of her hand, and the red lips trembled slightly and whispered. Have you ever had me? ”

"Yes!" Nangong Qingjue replied neatly, and without thinking about it, he covered the woman's small hand on his chest, and his thin lips pressed towards her slightly open red lips.

Hoarse words overflowed her lips. "Give me time to love you, you've loved me for so many years, let me love you too."

"Love me?" Tan Shuyan's water-colored eyes full of confusion looked at him stupidly.

What a yearning for this, what a lifetime of waiting for her......

"Yes, give me a chance to try to love you, I, Nangong Qing, have never regretted marrying you, and I have never ......" He stretched out his slender fingers and slowly rubbed her petal-like lips, and then, lowered his head, and kissed her soft lips hard.

As the man's more and more bold actions made her confused eyes have more tears, she subconsciously wanted to push him away, but found that she had lost the ability to resist.

Then the sound of clothes being torn and pulled was heard, and the woman was perfectly displayed in the man's sight.

Nangong Qingjue gently hugged her in his arms, and ripped off the robe on his body with one hand, he gasped slightly, and when his beautiful eyes narrowed......

Tan Shuyan suddenly frowned, her neck was raised back, Rulian's face was facing the moonlight, she was in pain, a teardrop flowed down with the pain, and her slender fingertips wanted to grab something, but she didn't have the slightest strength.

Nangong Qingjue looked at her painful and low crying, her black eyes flashed with distress, she lowered her head and buried her peerless handsome face into her neck, deeply absorbing the smell of orchids emanating from the woman's body.

I suppressed myself as much as possible, and treated the woman who bit my lip and cried as gently as I could......

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In the early morning, the cool breeze gently blew away the light veil-like mist, and the buds of the blooming flowers were lightly stained with the morning dew under a wisp of golden red, showing their most brilliant moment.

As far as the eye can see, among the undisturbed flowers lies a pair of men and women sleeping with their necks crossed, blending in a beautiful color.

But if you look closely, you will find that the woman's delicate and delicate body is forcibly held in the arms of the man, the slender willow waist is firmly imprisoned under his arms, and the slender legs are intertwined with the man's strong and powerful thighs.

A quiet and beautiful sleeping face, like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal dust by mistake, but now there is a touch of women's charm, and it is buried in the man's neck socket softly.

"Uh-huh......" With a slight sigh from the woman's pursed lips, the black satin-like green silk scattered on the skin was slid down by her confused gesture of raising her little face, and the woman's white and delicate neck and collarbone bloomed red plum blossoms in the air.

"It hurts!" Moved his body slightly, a burst of soreness immediately spread throughout his body, when a pair of autumn eyes opened like water, the thick long eyelashes trembled a few times, looking at everything around him in a blur, obviously consciousness has not returned to his mind.

"Good, don't move...... arms around his waist tightened slightly, and the hoarseness of the man's waking up in the early morning came to his ears.

Tan Shuyan's face turned pale suddenly, and his eyes slowly moved to her side.

The next moment, her hands covered her lips, her eyes were shocked by the image in front of her, if she hadn't covered her lips, she would definitely be scared to scream.

Everything from last night came to mind at once.

She and him really became husband and wife.

Just because he wanted to try to love her, she was confused!

Why is she so stupid?

Now that she has really become a husband and wife with him, can she still indifferently pretend that nothing has happened, smile indifferently, and turn away?

Tan Shuyan looked at the sky with a painful face, the hazy mist gradually obscured her watery eyes, and her hands subconsciously covered her smooth and soft chest, which was painfully tight.

At this time, her whole body was embraced by him, but she didn't feel a trace of warmth, just endless coldness.