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It's hard to control your feelings, and tears are rolling down.

Leng Yejing's fingertips touched the corners of her eyes, wet, he withdrew from her mouth and stared down at her: "Why does it seem that I am getting more and more capable of making you cry?" ”

She bowed her head, silent, hugged his shoulders tightly with both hands, and rubbed her tearful face against his expensive and clean shirt, stained with a touch of coquettishness.

Leng Ye rubbed her ear pinna and teased: "Your shirt is stained by you." ”

"It's dirty, I'll buy it for you!"

The financially independent woman, who spoke very hard, choked her voice, tears gushed out again, and rubbed against his chest, and the whole person was completely attached to his arms, dense, listening to music, accompanied by dance steps, looking up at the night......

Others say that there is a kind of romance that is enough to fall into the city, but this is not only a city, this kind of romance has already collapsed her fairy tale.

She raised her head and smiled, like a child lost in a dream.

Clean, innocent, heartfelt, and extremely excited.

At some point, both of them fell, falling onto a thick carpet of rose petals.

Sometimes he is on top, sometimes she is on top, they are reluctant to part each other's lips, overwhelming hot kisses, she feels very good, very beautiful, very sweet...... No matter how much you kiss, you can't kiss enough......

At this moment, she didn't want to think about anything, she just wanted to kiss him quietly above the city, on the suspended rose rooftop, and enjoy the warmth of the moonlight on them, she wanted to be able to experience such a romance once in her life, and die without regrets.

She reached out and held his face until she couldn't breathe, then parted slightly, panted and raised, and kissed again.

Coming;

tossing and turning;

It seems that he will never be self-sufficient, and he will not have enough kisses!

By the end, both were lying flat on the rose carpet.

Her head, sitting on a pillow on his chest, was ninety degrees from his lying body, lying in rose petals, her legs curled up, looking up at the starry sky, grabbing a handful of rose petals and throwing them into the air.

The petals fly, spin in the air, and fall again.

It fell on their unfading bodies, on his resolute breasts, on the corners of her lips......

She thought it was funny, picked it up again, and threw it into the air, like a three-year-old child, this action, repeated countless times, and became addictive.

The rose carpet, because of her playfulness, reveals a large hole, through the hole to see the city below, also permeated in the sparks, as beautiful as the night in the sky, this feeling of overlooking the whole city, is particularly exciting.

She still remembered how she felt when she stood alone on the observation deck and blew the cold wind before he appeared, and her nose was sour at that time, but she was actually so lonely that she wanted to cry......

She didn't expect that when she longed for him the most, he would appear in front of her like this and give her such an unforgettable Tanabata.

Leng Yejin turned sideways, supported her head with one hand, and with the other hand, curled up a strand of her long hair, wrapped it around her fingertips and played with it, quietly admiring her happy appearance.

This night, there is no joy ~ love, no naked ~ body fighting, these are not important, the important thing is that her happy appearance is imprinted in his eyes, and the smile on the corner of her mouth spreads all the way to the bottom of his heart, causing his whole heart to feel extremely satisfied.

I have pursued too many things in my life, and the only thing I have not considered is the pursuit of a smile.

Tong Lu retracted her gaze, met his eyes again, and stared at him directly, really, she was not afraid of walking in the night, she had walked alone in the dark for the first half of her life, but she was afraid that there would be no light in her heart!

At this moment, her heart seemed to be firmly injected by him into a light, a moonlight, which could illuminate her boundless future.