Chapter 704

In this man's strong and broad arms, any woman is just a small woman's delicate posture. She is no exception!

The owl carried her from behind, her slender back against his chest.

The man's temperature and strong hormone breath made her whole body tense. Even breathing is not smooth.

She didn't know what he wanted to do.

However, the next moment, the owl's hands have been irregular.

White millet leaf breathes a meal, the face is flushed.

Is this guy trying to prove to her that "not necessarily"?

"Owl..." She wanted to stop his further action, but the voice of the exit was so flattering that she was surprised.

Oh, my God!

Where is the voice of rejection? It's more like a welcome.

"Shh Don't talk... " The owl, in a low, painful voice, interrupted her refusal.

The pain, she could not tell whether it came from his body at this time or from his heart

As if through each other's chest, together shocked her heart

She can clearly feel the desire from him and herself, which is a kind of desire that can't wait to mingle with the soul of the person who loves deeply, and the desire of body and mind to be one.

If, tonight, he really wants himself, even tomorrow, he will be engaged to another woman, at this time she does not want to stop him.

She felt that she was like a dying man standing barefoot on the cliff. At the last moment of despair and distress, she grasped the straw on the cliff, and was shamefully greedy for the warmth stolen from this moment.

Yes, both the warmth tonight and the passion at this moment are stolen from another woman

After that, all this should belong to the young girl

Think of this, the heart is sour. Tears, quietly rolling down from the eyes, wet pillow towel. She bit her lower lip, biting until it turned white, so that she could not cry.

The owl, as if possessed by a demon, wanted her hard.

He closed his eyes, repressed and forbearance, and his body became hotter and hotter. The sadness in the bottom of Bai milia's heart was gradually replaced by the passion of forbearance. His hand held the hand which he still branded on her chest helplessly.

Finally

In fact, they did not make the last step.

With the friction of his body instinct and the beautiful fantasy in his mind, he let the hot factor of his body wet his underwear.

He can't really be her at this time

She is so stubborn, so strong, and how willing to be on the eve of his engagement, compromise to give him?

The white millet leaf bit his lips and felt his action of stopping gradually. His inner tremor slowly faded down. It was a bone piercing desolation to drown her

He has never restrained himself in the aspect of emotion and desire, but tonight

So, is he guarding the last line of defense for his fiancee?

She shed tears, and suddenly felt more and more ashamed of what she had just expected.

However, he never let go of her. Instead, he held her closer, and his hot lips pressed against her back neck.

The gesture of two people is like a couple in love

"Millet..." He suddenly called her name in a low voice.

It was the first time in ten years, when he was awake, to call her that.

White millet leaf heart a shock, delicate fingers will buckle his hand tightly. He rolled over the quilt and held them firmly under one side of the quilt. They were so close, so close

She had a strong impulse to turn around and hug him. However, the man's voice, continue to ring in her ear, "tomorrow morning, obediently leave here..."

All the impulse, because of his words of expulsion, suddenly stopped.

She was beaten back to her original form and pushed into a more painful abyss, as if her skeleton had been smashed by him

For a long time, he held back his tears, and then he said, "I listen to you..."

The white millet leaves bent back and held themselves more tightly.

He was by his side, but she felt so cold, so cold

Only by embracing yourself to keep warm

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Night, more and more deep.

The white millet leaf leans against the owl's arms, even though it is painful, but because of this man, her sleep is still better than before. Too tired, that kind of tired, is from the bottom of my heart tired - she finally sleeps in the past, the corner of her eyes, or moist.

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In the middle of the night.

The owl never sleeps.

Chest pain, relief, he will be bedside lamp carefully unscrewed. A thin halo enveloped the whole bedroom.

He looked up at the time, three o'clock in the morning.

In her arms, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.Under the light, that once stubborn and beautiful face, but now it is tired and uneasy.

She lost a lot of weight

Even the waist in the palm of his hand was more and more difficult to grasp, as if only a little more force could break her.

During this time, she How are you doing?

He let her go, let her live a peaceful life, she should be relaxed. But Why is she so thin? How can you rely on those sleeping pills?

The owl gently turns her over, swipes her long finger across her cheek, and hooks her long, messy hair behind her ear. Fingertips, holding her clear white earlobe greedily playing, eyes deep coagulation in her face, not a moment has been moved.

At this time, I can look at her like this.

I can't help but kiss her deeply. She did not wake up, always closed her eyes, he wantonly kiss deeper.

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