Yue'er was tightly wrapped in his body temperature, and she didn't struggle, because this chest was still as warm and safe as she remembered...

Because she was facing away from him, the shyness of the girl on her face would not be noticed by him, and this recognition made her relax a lot.

"You go to Switzerland... Traveling for business? In fact, what she wanted to ask most was "why didn't you come to me in the first place when you came back", but it was like she had been looking forward to his return...

"No, it's going to a medical center for treatment." Chris didn't know if the answer was honest, he didn't hide it, but it was somewhat misleading.

"Are they the wounds on your body?" Yue'er instinctively turned over and looked directly at him because of nervousness, but Chris didn't give her much space, and now the distance between the two is almost close, as long as she moves a little more, she will touch his lips...

Yue'er wanted to go back too late, Chris's fingers slid gently down her back, came to her waist, and gently exerted force, Yue'er took the initiative to send it to the door, Chris took advantage of the situation to hold her delicate lips, and wave after wave of enthusiastic offensive kissed Yue'er was simply spinning...

Chris's kiss was extremely domineering and ferocious, and ten years of longing and admiration seemed to gush out at this moment, releasing all his passion, and his heavy and eager breath sounded to Yue'er's ears as if it was extremely difficult to restrain some kind of desire...

She had a lot to say, but her body was intoxicated by his strong kiss, and there was no room for refusal, and even gradually took the initiative to cooperate with his request, her whole body was soft as in the clouds, her intoxicated eyes were stained with a layer of bewitching mist, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

Finally, when his thin lips pursed her hot earlobes ambiguously, Yue'er shuddered and overflowed with a sexy murmur...

This ecstasy made Chris lose control... His lips continued to carry a thick bewitchment, moving away from her sensitive earlobes, gently, little by little, the heat swept across her pink cheeks, her watery eyes, her upturned pink nose, and finally, once again, wildly and eagerly fell on her sweet cherry lips, wilder than the previous wave of attacks, as if to devour her alive...

All the places he kissed were hot at the moment, and that strange pleasure went all the way to Yue'er's long-closed senses, nourishing her long-frozen heart.

In the quiet bedroom, the heavy gasps of men and the sweet moans of women come and go, and the ambiguous breath rises layer by layer, spreads out, and gathers...

From the very beginning, his arms firmly held her in his arms, never let go at all, although every kiss he gave was a strong and irresistible offensive, but the movements were so careful, as if Yue'er was like a fragile porcelain doll, his big hands gently caressed her back, tossing and turning, grinding repeatedly...

Just when the lust of the two was about to reach its highest point, Yue'er's tears poured out at this moment, and even she didn't know why, those complex emotions of ecstasy and madness came to her heart in an instant, and she couldn't help herself.

The tears that burst out of her eyes froze for the first time, and he reluctantly left her lips, his left hand against her cheek, and wiped away her hot tears in distress. His tenderness only stimulated Yue'er even more, her tears were like pearls with broken threads, Chris kissed her eyes gently, salty tears ran down his lips and stimulated every inch of his taste buds.

He asked in a low voice, "Yue'er, tell me, is your heart the same as mine?" ”

Yue'er couldn't cry silently, didn't answer his question, just pounded his chest hard... again and again, venting the grievances he had squeezed for many years.

Chris didn't dodge at all, letting her vent her dissatisfaction, her eyes still gentle as ever, looking at her steadily...

Yue'er's strength gradually decreased, and finally she buried her head in his chest weakly, still sobbing.

"Why... Why are you so domineering... Why do you say you can go... Come on, why do you never consider my feelings, is it in your eyes that I am a stupid woman who has been eaten to death by you, you can take what you want..."

Yue'er was obviously angry, and she didn't need Chris's denial at all, she knew very well that he didn't think so.

But it was precisely because she understood that she couldn't figure it out even more. Why did you leave so decisively? Why didn't you look for her as soon as you came back? Why did she suddenly appear and stir her mind when she had already decided to accept and let go of the past?

What made her most angry was that she found that she was still irresistible to him, and she couldn't resist his passionate attack, and the passion just now was about to erupt, and she knew very well that she was ready to sacrifice herself to him... This realization made her extremely ashamed, she hated herself for being so unproductive, she couldn't even hate him.

Yue'er's rebuke made Chris's heart ache to the extreme. His eyes were full of pain and self-reproach, and he didn't know the pain.

Choosing to leave is helpless. Every day and night in Libya, he missed the woman in front of him endlessly, but he never found the courage to contact her.

Her world should be only happy and laughing, and she shouldn't live in fear for him...

There is a deep hatred in the sea of blood, and he can't let go of it, so he can't be so selfish to tie her up in hatred, it's too unfair.

He thought that he could silently step aside and bless her, and then he could find a man who would make her happier and live a peaceful life, but when he saw Leon's kiss with her that night, he knew that he couldn't do it at all.

He wants her, he only recognizes her in this life, and Lu Yue'er can only be his woman, there is no doubt about it.

Yue'er's immediate question made him at a loss for a moment, and he wanted to explain but didn't know where to start.

A thousand words were like a fish in his throat, he sat up and opened the bedside table, fumbled in the bedside table, took out a string of jingling chains, and handed it to Yue'er.

"I'm sorry, I don't know how to explain it, but I'm definitely not like you said, please don't doubt my heart for you. If you don't want to believe it, I'll prove to you every day how much I love you. Yue'er, I love you, I only love you, and I have never forgotten you every minute and every second for so many years. There were many times when I thought I was dying, and then I realized that my greatest regret was not that I could take revenge, but that I could not return to you and explain my heart to you. Chris handed over a string of his dog tags, and the back of each sign is engraved with Yue'er's name, which is about the most touching love in the world, a love that cannot be let go of life and death...

Yue'er saw the scarred dog tags, each scratch seemed to echo the large and small wounds on Chris's body, pouring out the pain he had suffered. She seemed to hear the sound of her own heartbreak, she couldn't let go of him, after so many years, she still lost, lost completely...

She had also imagined that one day he would regret the beginning and beg her for forgiveness, but she would reject him as fiercely as he had gone. Yet she still lost to her own heart... Seeing him bruised all over her body, she couldn't bear to be a blade that hurt him anymore...

Yue'er's mood gradually returned to calm, and she looked at Chris obediently, as if the two had a heart-to-heart connection at this moment.

"Have you never had a good night's sleep in all these years?" Yue'er recalled his initial request, and at this moment, she seemed to be able to read everything about him.

Chris didn't say anything, he took Yue'er's hand and placed it on his chest, as if answering her question with a violent heartbeat.

"Sleep. I'll be with you. Yue'er gently pulled him to her side, and this time took the initiative to get into his arms, meekly like a well-behaved little rabbit.

Chris rubbed her jade hand distressedly, put it to her lips and kissed it affectionately.

"Did it hurt just now?" Thinking of the catharsis she had just had, Chris didn't care about herself, how could her pink fist hurt him in the slightest, and he was distressed that she would not be hurt by her own impregnable chest muscles.

Sure enough, Yue'er, who had calmed down, complained in a low voice: "It hurts! You're so hard! ”

Chris rubbed her hair dotingly, couldn't help laughing, and said ambiguously: "Yue'er, believe me, it's definitely not the hardest there." ”