The two of them tossed like this.

That's two hours.

Song Jia has never been so tired......

The whole body seems to have been torn apart inside and out.

Assemble it again.

It's just falling apart.

She didn't do much with Cheng before.

Not much experience.

After going abroad for three years, I haven't even touched a man.

Cheng Ye's sudden pause really almost cost her half of her life.

It's just when the person gets up and gets dressed.

Refreshed, nothing happened.

On the contrary, it seems that he is much more energetic than when he came.

Song Jiaqi's liver pain.

She sat up from the bed under the covers.

The bare arms have skin like milk-white jade.

A piece of snow white.

Cheng was also buttoning his shirt.

Seeing that she was wearing curly hair, she sat up, and even her voice was much softer.

But facial paralysis is still facial paralysis.

"Hungry? What do you want to eat, do I go out and buy it, or do you go out with me? ”

Song Jia's face was still a little red.

As soon as I saw him...... Well-dressed look.

It's completely like the two of them in bed just now.

I couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"What time is it?"

"Half past six."

Song Jiadi, the ancients: full of warm thoughts...... That's what.

They didn't even eat.

Just back and forth and do it lifelessly.

Isn't this a hungry wolf?

"Have you not had any women since I left?"

Song Jia was originally an unintentional sentence.

But to Cheng Ye's ears, it doesn't seem to be the case.

His brow furrowed at once.

Quite unpleasantly, "What are you doing to me?" ”

Song Jia was stunned.

I heard him explain in a deep voice, "I can't be a woman, from beginning to end, only one person can." ”

Cheng also buttoned up his shirt.

Sit down and get ready to change your pants.

His displeasure was written on his face.

Live like a kid who can't eat sugar.

Song Jia hugged him from behind.

She had no clothes on.

Through the thin layer of fabric of the shirt.

Cheng Ye's body froze instantly.

Don't dare to move.

Her head rested on his shoulder, and a few strands of hair were scattered in front of her.

Fresh fragrance.

"I know."

Song Jia leaned on his shoulder and said seriously.

"Whether it's the last three years, or two three years, or three three years. I am all in your heart, just as you are the only one in my heart. ”

She rarely speaks seriously about love, or shows her liking or affection.

Most of the time, she is idle and lazy, and carelessly.

It's been three years.

It was the first time Cheng had heard her say "the only" thing to him so seriously.

His heart was not at all as calm as it seemed.

Especially, when Song Jia was still holding him like this.

The evil fire that finally ended.

Under the urging of this love, there is a faint tendency to raise its head.

Cheng also turned around.

He pressed it down.

His hands pressed against hers.

And her fingers are interlocked.

Song Jia just lay under him.

Staring at him with bright eyes, he teased, "Don't you want to do it again, do you?" ”

"You let me go, I'm so tired." She smiled at him.

She really couldn't take it anymore.

No younger lad than this.

Originally, Song Jia was three years older than him.

Rumor asked: Female junior, hugging gold bricks.

Song Jia didn't know if Cheng also had a gold brick to hold.

But she felt.

Cheng is her gold brick.

There is no substitute.

Hit from their junior high school acquaintance.

A full nine years have passed now.

Song Jia never thought that she would love someone for so long.

But Cheng also appeared.

The appearance made her die.

It was hard for her to move.