I really want to be one with her, and never stop being happy now.

Ling Tanxue's long curly hair was messily scattered on the bed, and the two of them were entangled, she couldn't remember how many positions she had changed, she only knew that she had fainted later in a trembling cry.

Mo Xun didn't stop until a long time later, hugged her, and kept kissing her face with pity.

"Tan Xue ......" Mo Xun laughed lightly, this feeling of physical and mental pleasure made him feel so happy.

It turned out that I had been single for so long, just to wait for her.

"Epiphyll." Mo Xun kissed her again, smiling brightly like a young man in his arms, hugging the person in his arms tightly.

What's cool, handsome, you don't need it in front of the person you like.

*

This night passed like this, and the next morning, Ling Tanxue woke up and felt that her whole body was sore.

Was you beaten last night?

She covered her head, and she was a little dizzy.

She suddenly remembered something, and when she turned her head, she saw the man lying next to her, the quilt covering his waist, his chest and eight-pack abs were exposed in the air.

She could see it clearly at a glance, and there was a tooth mark on his chest muscles.

She remembered what they had all done last night, so intense, so entangled, Ling Tanxue regretted it to death.

If she had known it would be like this, she wouldn't have come.

He is still asleep, his head is sideways, his bangs block half of his face, his appearance is really handsome, three-dimensional facial features, resolute and feminine side face, such a face, it really seems to be painted by a painter.

No one can find a flaw in his appearance.

Even ......

Ling Tanxue's gaze glanced at the quilt on his waist, even that place was damn magnificent.

If he only had this good face and good figure, but it was very small and short underneath, she could still have a little handle to make fun of him and hit him.

But he was so good in everything, she really didn't know what other reason she could find for herself to dislike him.

For the twenty-eight-year-old her, when she meets an excellent man, she has some ideas, and she doesn't want to be single for the rest of her life, but will such an excellent man be hers?

She suddenly lost that self-confidence.

How can she Ling Tanxue?

Ling Tanxue looked at him, then quietly lifted the quilt and slowly got out of bed, picked up all the clothes on the ground, and put them on.

She picked up her things, and quietly walked to the door, opened the door sneakily, and then went out slowly, slowly closing the door, all carefully, for fear of waking him up.

At this time, if you wake up, you will be so embarrassed that you don't know what to say.

She'd better go.

Ling Tanxue didn't feel so timid before, but now, she was a little afraid to face him.

This feeling is very strange, it's like, it's a little eager for such an excellent man to be his man, but he doesn't have the confidence to be with him, obviously he already has a relationship, it's completely logical, but he doesn't dare to ask for it, he doesn't dare to expect extravagant hopes, and he is afraid that the answer he gets is unexpected, and the feeling of being disappointed in the future will not only be sad, but also feel that he who once had extravagant hopes is stupid.

Between them, the distance is too far.

Ling Tanxue took the bag, left the hotel quickly, stopped the car downstairs, went home to take a shower and change clothes, and then hurried to the studio.

Mo Xun in the hotel room turned over and wanted to hug the person next to him, but he only hugged the pillow.

He looked up and looked around.

"Tan Xue?"