It was a brilliant complexion.

The hand that played with the wild flower involuntarily stretched out, gently placed it on the extremely soft skin on her neck, and gently stroked it, and the silky feeling came from the palm of her hand, which almost made the entire nerve center excited, and the whole body began to heat up.

Feng Feng ...... Abundant ......"

His voice also became rustle, with a thick nasal tone, like a person who has not recovered from a cold.

Feng Feng's voice was also lazy: "Huh? ”

"Abundance...... I'm really happy to be with you. ”

She hummed again: "Me too!" ”

The slippery feeling became clearer and clearer, and his hands became hotter and hotter, like those legendary people who practiced iron sand palms......

Love burns and empty promises

Feeling the scorching heat on his neck, Feng Feng's body trembled slightly, as if a certain emotion that had been sleeping for a long time was about to move, at this moment, the wind became so light, and the clouds in the last bit of glow also became so light.

I don't know when, Li Huan has sat up quietly, a pair of long arms completely encircled her, his hugging posture is so strange, her body is so petite, looking from a distance, as if holding a doll, even her head and face are completely covered.

Then, he lowered his head and kissed her from her white forehead to her face and lips, her pale lips carried the taste he had longed for, fresh and sweet, like a flower stained with the first mist in the sunset, and he was sucking this faint nectar

Feng Feng closed his eyes, his heart, his body, he didn't know why there was a faint pain, that kind of nostalgia for life, and fear of death - all became intense because of this sudden encounter.

She wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, she involuntarily raised her hand, gently grabbed the hand that touched her, and the ten fingers of the two hands were clasped together, one cold and one hot, completely ice and fire.

Li Huan sat up slightly, hugged her in a very comfortable position, gently stroked her hair, and wanted to say something, but her throat was choked.

There was so silence that only each other's heartbeats remained, the same frequency that only lovers in love have, and he pressed it to her ear, a finger gently slid over her lips, and asked in a low voice, "Where does it hurt?" I'll rub it for you. ”

"I can't tell where it hurts, but it hurts all over my body."

He is a martial arts practitioner, and the hand he touches involuntarily changes to walking on some of her key points, gently kneading, relaxing and activating the muscles, but the faint pain, as if it hurts in the flesh and bones, cannot be relieved at all.

He changed his position and tried to rub her back, but as soon as his body turned sideways, she immediately snuggled up, only to feel that his hot chest was close to it, and it was as hot as an iron.

He laughed and hugged her closer to his chest: "I've been holding you like this, don't be afraid." ”

She tilted her head in his arms, as if asleep.

He stared at her serene face quietly, and the blush that had finally floated before quickly faded, as if the tide ebbed and flowed, and it was a flash in the pan!

Why are human lives so fragile?

Suddenly, I want to have no scruples, love when I love, hate when I hate, know everything, never owe myself anything, and I don't let others down - love, isn't it good?

Next to a cluster of late-blooming wild cochineal flowers, one by one like a small trumpet stretched out delicate stamens, spit out a faint fragrance, small, inconspicuous, but clusters connected, fluffy patches of purple clouds, so that this increasingly late evening is full of faint fragrance.

He reached out and pinched off a black cochineal seed, peeled off the black shell on the outside, revealing a powder as tender as clotted cream, delicate as a paste, and when he sniffed it, it had a slightly richer fragrance than a flower. He picked out some with his fingers, gently applied them to Feng Feng's cheeks, and kneaded them little by little, suddenly adding a bit of a pretty flush.

While he was doing this, she was still lying down, her eyelashes not flickering, as if she were asleep.

Li Huan looked into the distance for a while and withdrew his gaze, only to see that her trouser legs were also slightly rolled up, revealing her white calves like lotus roots. On a whim, he gently grabbed one of his calves, pinched it, and then went up, and she "giggled" and laughed.

He also laughed: "Heh, so you pretended to be asleep." ”

She just laughed and didn't make a sound.

"Feng Feng, what are you thinking?"

"Didn't think about anything."

"It's hard to guess what a woman thinks."

"Hey."

"Shall I tell you a joke?"

She was not interested, but he talked about it himself: "It is said that there was a poor middle-aged man walking alone on the beach, and suddenly he kicked a hard object, and when he looked down, it turned out to be an oil lamp. He picked it up, wiped the sand off it with his sleeve, and the giant lamp god appeared. The middle-aged man asked, 'According to the fairy tale, can I have three wishes?' The lantern god replied: 'No, that is the usual exaggeration of fairy tales, and I can only grant one wish for you.' The middle-aged man thought that it was better to have a wish than nothing. When I thought about it, I made a request: 'I would love to travel to the Grand Canyon in the United States, but I was afraid of flying, and my friend proposed to take a cruise, but I was afraid of seasickness.' Can you build a bridge between City C and the United States? The lamp god scolded; 'Neurotic! Do you know how much steel and cement is needed to build such a long bridge? I won't do the impossible, you can think of a more practical wish! ’

"The middle-aged man said, 'I have been married three times and divorced three times, and each wife blames me for not knowing her. Can you enlighten me about what is going on in a woman's mind when she doesn't speak? What exactly do you mean when you say 'no'? ’

"The god of lights sighed and said, 'Do you want a two-lane or four-lane bridge across the Pacific Ocean?' ……”

When he saw that she still didn't smile, he laughed exaggeratedly: "A woman's mind can't even be guessed by the lamp god, can it?" ”

She laughed dumbly.

His chin rested lightly against her head, rubbing against her soft black hair, and his voice was as soft as the evening breeze that had just passed: "Feng Feng, I love you." ”

“……”

"I only love you in this life, and I will never love anyone else."

She acted as if nothing had happened, as if I had known it for a long time.

He lamented, if other men confessed like this, other women would react like this? Please, pretend to be a little moved or shy, why take it for granted? Eat yourself?

He hated: "Then you say, when did you start to believe?" ”

"It's early."

He asked, "When is it early?" ”