He tossed and turned every late night, thinking about her crazy, he wanted to lose his mind, but he could only see her in his dreams.

She smiled at him in her dreams, coquettished him, danced with him, winkled her eyebrows, and finally opened her arms.

However, every time he opened his hand to hug her, her body began to become transparent.

He could only pass through her body and watch her disappear, waking up the next day with still not by his side.

That kind of helplessness and fear was the only time Rong poured out in this life, and he hoped that it would be the last time, because he really couldn't bear it anymore.

"Ah Chu, you are not allowed to run around in the future, I am afraid that I will not find you."

"Be nice, okay?"

He buried his head in her neck and whispered for answers, more like a cryptic pleading.

"En......"

Gui Chu sniffed and hugged him tighter.

"I don't dare anymore, Rong poured ......"

"I will definitely be obedient, I will never run around again."

"Rong pours, I'm afraid ......"

Whether it was when the blade was approaching, or when she saw Si Yanque, or even every night after that, she was so scared.

Afraid that if she died, she would never see Rong Tianliu again, and she didn't want to fight with others easily, because Rong Tianliu was still there.

"I'm here, and where you are in the future, I'll be there."

Rong Dumpling raised his head and met her face soaked in bitter droplets, and he kissed her face and touched her eyes.

"Don't be afraid, ......"

He was cautious and pitying, more than ever.

Gui Chu closed his eyes and let himself indulge in his gentleness.

His kiss had always been her medicine, and Gui Chu chuckled and took the initiative to kiss him on the lips.

His lips are thin and sharp, and like his people, people dare not approach.

But only Guichu knows how warm and hot it is.

Rong replied submissively, and he hugged her waist as if he were encircling a rare treasure.

"Ah Chu ......"

A fragile murmur came from the corners of their lips and into Gui Chu's ears.

Gui Chu opened his eyes and carefully observed the person in front of him.

"Have you eaten well and slept well?"

"Did you lose your temper?"

She began to question first, and Rong Tianhua rolled her eyes, a little weak.

"You're not good!"

Gui Chu squinted, then leaned over and kissed him on the mouth.

"This is punishment!"

Rong Dumpling closed her eyes and tugged at her little face meaningfully.

"You've got a lot of skills, huh?"

If it had been before, even if she gave this girl a guts, she wouldn't dare to take the initiative to tease him.

"Hey, hey!"

Gui Chu grinned, leaned in and kissed a few more times, Rong Dumpling was so troubled by her, but he still doted on her.

But this little girl is better than a newlywed, how can Rong Dumpling have such a good concentration?

He gritted his back molars and pushed the self-inflicted little girl into the bed.

He kissed her again, long and tender, lingering and fierce.

Returned to the rare well-behaved, even if it was uncomfortable, he didn't beg for mercy as usual.

Such an indulgent attitude naturally fuels someone's arrogance.

Rong Tilt smiled lowly, letting go of her breath.

His hands began to move on to other activities, and began to linger among the mountain peaks.

Her clothes began to peel off layer by layer, and she began to reveal the intimacy that came from Rong Flow.

Gui Chu blushed and kicked her legs, and she looked at the warm white sunlight through the window.

Daytime prostitution, ah, this is!

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