Chapter 800

Even though the face was familiar, even though it had been engraved in his blood, he was still excited when he saw it.

He put his arms around her, and the hot and humid lips fell on her cheek again: "you are so beautiful."

Her hands were against his chest, and her chest muscles were as hard as iron. The hot temperature spread to the palm of her hand through thin cloth materials, and extended to her whole body, and her body became hot.

He suddenly picked her up and walked step by step to the bed.

"Don't do that. It will wake the child." She bowed her head in shame, and her little heart leaped violently.

He carefully put her on the bed, waving between the blue curtain down, smiling ambiguous: "I will hold you to sleep, do not move."

She said in her heart, she believed.

He didn't move in a "random" way, just in a "rhythmic" way.

He caressed every inch of her skin and kissed every tender part of her body through the thin fabric. He wished he could swallow her into his stomach.

She was ashamed of herself, and her body was as hot as a fire: "didn't you say not to move?"

"I'm going to take a cold bath," he said, gasping for breath and wrapping her in a quilt

She held him, her eyes blurred.

He leaned over to kiss her, and said hoarsely, "the last time was an accident. It wasn't the first time between us. I'm going to leave our first time in our wedding night. I'm going to marry you in a big sedan chair, so that you can stay with me in good name and stay with me forever." Give her not only a place, but also a place for their children.

She nodded, at the moment when he turned around, tears fell down the corner of his eyes. Although this man has changed a lot, he is still the man who loves her deeply, thinks for her forever, and takes her as the first in everything.

Standing in the bathroom and taking a cold shower, he had to flush three buckets to extinguish the fire in his belly. He was stupidly smiling. After a while, his beloved lost and recovered. He also gave a lovely and smart daughter to him. The old man saw that he had suffered too much. Did he finally begin to pity him?

"What are you laughing at?" See him come back, hair end still drips water, handsome face grins silly.

He laid down on his bed, stretched out his hand to encircle the woman with the thin quilt, and took a deep breath of the faint medicinal fragrance from her body: "it's so good, it's like a dream, I won't wake up and you and Nianwen will be gone, right?"

"She chuckled:" then you don't sleep, open your eyes and stare at the two of us to see if we will disappear

He nodded seriously, "OK."

She thought he was only joking, but she did not expect that the next morning, when she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of red eyes staring at her straight.

Seeing her wake up, he grinned: "it seems that it's not a dream. It's dawn, and you're still there." No one can understand his loneliness when he dreams back at midnight. In the dream, the face is clear and touchable, but when he opens his eyes, she is gone.

He didn't dare to sleep. He was afraid that it would be the same as before, just a dream.

She got up and pressed his half supported body down: "you go to sleep for a while, I'll prepare breakfast."

He nodded, looked at the small bed beside his eyes, and said, "bring your daughter here, and I'll sleep with her."

"No, she'll wake up if you hug her to sleep."

"No, my daughter likes me to hold her. If I wake up, I will play with her."

Take him no way, she had to sleep on the small bed is sweet to read the text to embrace the big bed.