The fingers lingered on his lean waist, but they didn't stick to his shirt after all, and fell straight down.

He hadn't mentioned anything about his relationship to her for so long, and she thought she could get away with it.

But as he said, he wanted to get closer...

She also wanted to be one step closer to him, and she wanted to think about it very much, and she couldn't help but think about it a long time ago.

But she has been running away from her feelings, she has too many concerns and constraints, so that she can't let go of her feelings, so she has been waiting at home silently as a crush, waiting for him to come back for a bite of food, waiting for him to come back to change clothes, and looking at his back to comfort the lovesickness in her heart.

She thought that he could keep silent all the time, and she could always hide here like this, watching him from afar.

But today, when he made it clear, she couldn't escape it anymore.

At this point, she knows exactly what to do.

Only now, her heart can't accept her own control...

Dedicate herself to him, she has no reluctance.

It was her honor to be favored by a man like him.

I'm afraid, he refuses to accept himself like this...

Her eyes were slightly closed, her eyelashes fluttering, and she gently responded to his affection.

Both of them are chaotic, from flustered and unfamiliar to can't help it, confused and confused.

Jian Qing put her hands on her back, took her to the sofa, and the two of them both fell into the soft sofa.

Their habits are so full of tacit understanding, there is no gap, what they lack is only this last form.

There is no excess, no confrontation, everything is so natural and natural.

Jian Qing's warm hand reached into the hem of her skirt and covered her naked waist, He Yiru trembled for a while, and suddenly reached out against his chest and pushed him away.

Jian Qing detached her lips, thinking that something hurt her, and hurriedly opened her clear eyes.

He Yiru lowered her eyes, I don't know if she was closed or slightly open, her voice was extremely soft and thin, "Qing, I'm sorry, it's not the first time for me." ”

Jian Qing's expression was slightly paused.

It's not the first time she's...

Why say I'm sorry...

She said she was sorry, did he also say sorry?

Because, it's not the first time, not even the second time...

The figure in hot pants and boots with fiery red wavy hair suddenly appeared in front of him.

Damn it!

Why did he think of a killer...

But that's how nonsensical he remembered...

But in fact, he also had to remember.

He hasn't dealt with his relationship with Lin Susha yet, and he still remembers what Lin Susha said. contentad2();

She said that if she fell in love with other women, she would definitely make her disappear in her own world.

How could he want to possess her when he couldn't guarantee her a stable life.

He's so impulsive...

Jian Qing was annoyed for a while, withdrew her hand from He Yiru's skirt, flattened the skirt, Huo Ran got up, sat on the side of the sofa, supported her knees with her elbows, lowered her head, and put her hands lightly on her forehead, "I'm sorry Yiru, I may need some time to prepare." ”

He Yiru trembled his eyelashes.

He said, I'm sorry...

He said he still needed time to prepare...

A clean man like him really wouldn't accept a woman like her who had been committed to others.

She sat up slowly, separated from the man by a person, and her voice was unexpectedly quiet, "Qing, it's okay, I didn't deserve you in the first place..."

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