Chapter 66: Begging for Forgiveness

"My wife is really beautiful, after taking a bath without applying fat powder, it is even more beautiful and moving, tranquil and pure, crystal like a jade carving, so that the women of the world are eclipsed, ask who is the most beautiful woman in ∩∩the mortal world?

Yes, it is really not easy to find a "girl" nowadays, the pure and beautiful one is like winning the jackpot, a girl like my Jing can only be regarded as a legendary fairy, which is not available once in a thousand years. Quietly, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, like a fairy with a halo, exuding a faint fragrance of Guerlain, drunk!

Jing, very casually holding the remote control in her hand to change TV programs, satellite CCTV, hundreds of programs, Jing soon found the Korean drama she likes to watch, those big talking eyes, from time to time will look at me, long eyelashes as if deliberately tugging at my heartstrings. The Korean love idol drama "Stairway to Heaven" is being broadcast on TV

I've also seen this film, starring the famous Korean goddess of tragedy, the heroine of the TV series happens to be called Jing, the Korean actress who played Jing when she was a child is very beautiful, with big eyes, very similar to my Jing, but of course not Jing is beautiful, the Korean actress seems to have acted in the later popular "Tree of Heaven" is indeed very pure, this is exactly the type I like.

"Stairway to Heaven" is super touching at the end ---of the sunset, the male protagonist carries the terminally ill heroine Jing on his back, and walks to the depths of the sea The heroine Jing is weak and soft: "Where are we going?" The male protagonist choked up, affectionately and firmly: "Heaven!" Time passed quietly little by little, and Jing's emotions were slowly infected by the storyline, fluctuating with the joy and anger of the protagonist on TV.

Holding Jing gently in his arms, Jing did not resist, docile like a little lamb. At this moment, in the romantic music, the warm fragrance and warm jade in my arms finally ignited the fire in my heart. The flames that burst out of his nose sprayed on Jing's delicate jade neck, looking for Jing's fragrant lips and kissing them deeply. Jing, struggled slightly and didn't move (Jing's lips are really too soft, the sweet lubrication really has the fragrance of Youlan, and I'm really greedy for Jing's lips.)

Especially for a long time, Jing only allowed me to hug her and kiss her, and don't think about anything else that goes deeper. There's no way, so I can only kiss her hard to calm the "fire" in my heart a little Anyway, it is Jing's red lips that suffer, and they are often swollen by my kisses. Jing's little sisters often make fun of Jing in this way, and Jing will take me out of anger when she is "angry", and Jing will beat me with a small pink punch: "You big villain is really like a bandit!

Kissing Jing's fragrant lips again, the white and tender neck, the intoxicating collarbone that only a girl who has practiced dance and body can have, taking off Jing's pajamas, and the first snow-like skin that makes me dizzy. Quiet, the youthful and graceful ** now only has a beautiful three-point small Nene left. The ** lace of the waves makes the quietness of the milk-like skin more beautiful.

The silky cut-out pattern makes the mysterious garden even more provocative of my primitive impulse (I later learned that Jing, who only wears the French women's underwear of the international famous brand of CGILSON), perhaps the most direct request of emotion for sex is to integrate the other party into one's body. The obsessive love for Jing turned into crazy possessiveness at the moment, and the boiling blood made my eyes red. Abra, who can't take care of the quiet, is anxious to go directly to the quiet, and the rose-red gorgeous little underwear.

**Lace glides over the greasy hills, revealing a pink and delicate garden, and a few faint wisps of grass like an orchid in the snow. The first time I saw such a beautiful picture, I almost blinded my eyes, and I couldn't help but lower my head to kiss it. It is no exaggeration to say that it is really fragrant Ruolan. Perhaps only the young lady of the twenty-eight years and the face of the country and the city will have such a fragrant beauty! (According to foreign media surveys, the more beautiful the girl, the less toxins in the body, the more pleasant the fragrance) Regarding this, the vast majority of people have different opinions.

This is not surprising because they have not experienced it, they have not felt it. Originally, a girl like Jing was only from the fairy world, and it was purely accidental to meet her, but this is a true fact. Maybe this is the only one, maybe this belongs to the peerless Jing (I just saw it, smelled it, and my body didn't touch it at all) like a frightened fawn in a semi-comatose state, Jing seemed to use the last of her remaining strength to push me away, quickly pulled my underwear and got out of bed to get the coat I wore when I came to the hotel.

I know that I have made a big mistake this time, and I have provoked the usual gentle quiet, and it seems that the consequences are very serious. When Jing was about to get dressed and throw out the door, I hugged Jing tightly from behind. I said all the good things I could think of, made all the vows I could, and finally stopped. Turning Jing's body over, looking at Jing, the pretty face as cold as frost: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault that I got carried away, Jing, I really love you so much, I can't live without you, I'm a puppy, I'm an animal, forgive me!"

Quiet, there are no words, the watery and cold beautiful eyes reveal a trace of water and quiet, the aggrieved can't help themselves, and the shoulders tremble slightly, as if a dream has been shattered. I know that I have deeply hurt Jing's holy heart, touched the bottom line that cannot be touched, I really regret what I have just done, how can I bear to hurt my most cherished Jing? I am really a sperm worm, how can I be like this to my cherished Jing?! The self-blame in my heart makes me sad, and I keep praying that my Jing can forgive me.