After coming to Yi Beihan's side, life is worse than death.

But this man's only occasional gentleness captured her heart.

At that time, she thought that falling in love with someone who didn't love herself was the most painful thing in the world.

But it wasn't until I left him that I realized that the most painful thing was that you obviously hated a person and hated him to your bone marrow, but you missed him like bone marrow.

Until now, there are many things entangled in my heart.

But what can be done? After all, she loves him more than she hates.

Xia Yan snuggled up her cheek and pressed against the back of Yi Beihan's hand, she broke away from his hand, wrapped her two arms around his neck, and hugged him tightly.

The room was silent for a while, and neither of the two broke the silence, Xia Yan tightly wrapped Yi Beihan, biting his lips and teeth.

He heard her cry, pulled her arm away, stepped back a little, and buried his face in her.

There were still salty tears in the corners of her eyes, and she could vaguely see crystal tears hanging on her long eyelashes.

He was so distressed that he picked up her face and kissed her deeply.

There were still tears between his lips and teeth, and he held her waist tightly with one hand, and her two hands were always tightly wrapped around his neck, allowing him to nibble and bite.

Then I started to respond slowly as well.

I'm really afraid of that feeling, and if I stumble a little, I may never see each other again.

He had good lung capacity, and he kissed so much that he couldn't breathe for a while.

Kissing and kissing lost her sense of proportion, at this time she was so excited, and she couldn't care so much, her snow-white neck was exposed to the air, and her heart was hot for a while, and she reached out and hugged her, and pressed her into her arms for a dark kiss.

Xia Yan almost fainted, thinking about it, the two have been together for so long, and Yi Beihan has never been like this.

Endless kisses, passionate, lingering, but irrelevant ****.

She hummed softly under him, slightly coquettish, slept for a few days, and woke up in the middle of the night, and her spirit was very good, but she had been hungry for a long time and had no strength.

Her soft voice stimulated him even more, his scarlet eyes stared at her, in the palm of his hand was her soft and delicate body, he had never been as eager as this moment for more than thirty years, eager to possess a woman, both heart and body, hold her in the palm of his hand, hold her on the tip of his heart, worship her like a god, give her the best and the best, rub her into her bones and blood.

She was under him at the moment, and the fears of these days had finally vanished.

The soft pajamas on her body were lifted to her chest, her snow-white skin was shining with a charming luster, her jet-black hair fell on her snow-white shoulders, and her two wet eyes looked at him like a deer.

"Baby......" He finally let go of her slightly, and pressed against her forehead, a soft word seemed to call into the depths of her soul, and he held her soft waist tightly with one hand, and hugged her with strength as if he wanted to hug her into the bone marrow.

Xia Yan gasped and glanced at him embarrassedly, not knowing what he muttered in a low voice.

As if he hadn't heard anything, Yi Beihan leaned over her mouth and asked, "What did you say?" ”

Xia Yan was still holding his neck, the grievances he had just woken up had disappeared, and now he was only happy to rush to the clouds, so he kissed Yi Beihan on the side of his face and shouted, "Yi Beihan, you are so good~"