Chapter 118

She just said it casually, but it made his body tremble. Looking at the flowing sea that she swayed slightly with the pounding medicine, suddenly a touch of tenderness rose from the bottom of my heart. She reached out and brushed her flowing sea. "After the children want to pounding medicine again, I'll come."

The hand of pounding medicine suddenly stopped, and her nose was sour. She was choked. "Who made you believe that the child was yours at that time? Besides, you thought I had to rely on the child to stick to you." She complained that if it wasn't for what he had said, she would not have left him so persistently for the sake of self-esteem for so many years. In those years, it was not her who suffered the most, but the children. The children without a father were the most pitiful. She was the one who felt the same feelings from childhood.

Leng muxun didn't say anything for a long time, or even he didn't know how to respond to her.

On the medicine, and then wrapped in gauze, her action is not skilled, but barely pass, first the arm, and then the leg, these injuries for him is actually a small injury, not much, but in the eyes of late autumn is quite serious, so that every time her medicine fell, she worried about whether he would hurt, but from the beginning to the end, the man did not say a word.

Finally, she clapped her hands and said, "well, didn't you say you were sleepy? Then go to bed. " Let him go to sleep, but she bent down to pack the medicine box.

"Leave it. Let mother Zhang clean it up tomorrow." His voice was heavy, as if with a nasal sound.

"No, otherwise, the smell of this medicine box is all over the bedroom."

"No, I think you smell everywhere." This sentence he said very fast, and then he pulled it hard. This time, it made her lean back and lie in his arms. Her head just rested on his uninjured arm. Maybe, because of what she said before, his thin lips slowly fell to her under the gaze of clear eyes

His eyes in addition to clear, there is a touch of Zhong wanqiu how also can't understand things, let her stare at him, even forget to dodge, until, his face closer, closer let her smell his breath, she just reflected what he wants to do, he wants to kiss her.

However, when she reached out to push against his chest, his thin lips had already fallen on her lips.

The hot touch made her body tremble. Is he crazy?

He was injured.

Is it to let her make up for his yearning that he has no place to relieve these days?

All kinds of questions melted with his kiss, perhaps, the deep love in her heart is still there, so she seemed to be in his cup, let her cloves dance with his tongue, sweet taste is full of between the mouth, let people intoxicated.

It was unexpected even to her. It turned out that she was still full of resentment, but when she came into the room and saw his injury, everything changed.

She didn't believe in Minmin originally. As for minqiu, maybe she's just Feng Shaoyang's wife. Leng muxun can't marry her even if he loves her any more, so he said before that he would let her be his wife for a lifetime.

At that time, he thought that she could replace minqiu, not for love, but because he needed a woman to become Mrs. Leng.

What a touching kiss! Late autumn really wants to go on like this. As long as she kisses, as long as she feels like a dream, she can't leave him. She likes the feeling that he kisses her. It's so beautiful that she closes her eyes tightly and just wants to get rid of some cruel things in her life.

Hair poured down from his arm, just like a waterfall on the bed, kissing her at the same time, his eyes also fell on her hair, like her long hair, has always been, her black hair seems to be floating with the smell of ancient ink, with the taste of pure ancient words, in fact, she is different from minqiu.

Heart, when thinking of minqiu, let the kiss end slowly, also gave her breath, let her be able to gasp, open her eyes with dense breath, looking back at her, "late autumn, give me some time, OK?" He murmured softly, and his lips stuck to her earlobe. The tiny and soft earlobe, with the fragrance of her body, could not be erased.

"What?" Ask low, she always can't understand what he is saying at the first time.

"When I forget minqiu, then don't leave me."

For the first time, he spoke to her with tenderness. For the first time, his voice was slightly imploring. It turned out that he was weak, and he was sad. The voice of him and minqiu in the hot spring room gradually faded away. It was no longer an obstacle he brought to her. He didn't think about it or believe it, The voice floated to the direction she didn't know. Maybe she would never talk about it all her life. Of course, the premise is that Minmin would not mention it.

She quietly let his lips continue to grind on her earlobe, when two different soft and soft touch, she only felt the heart beating, even more than when he kisses her.

Thumping

Thumping

Her heart is on him, without any hesitation.

A low voice sounded again, "do you believe it? I love her very much, for many years, but I have never touched her

He took late autumn as the object of talk, or he wanted to talk to a person for many years, but he didn't find an object to talk to, so now, he found her.

Continue to listen to his whispers, he precipitated his heart at the same time, also quietly told his story to her, "I love her, but she married Feng Shaoyang, do you know why?"

She shook her head in bewilderment, and suddenly felt that he was also so pitiful. No one knew better than she to love someone, but she couldn't get the feeling of that person, because she was, she loved him, but he always warned her not to love him.

"Ha ha, it's Ning zisu. She snatched minqiu from me. Then, she let minqiu marry Feng Shaoyang. Sometimes, I think the world is really mysterious. I fell in love with minqiu at the same time with my brother Feng Shaoyang."

"But you are all the sons of Ning zisu."

"Yes, but although her blood is flowing in my body, she never regards me as her son. The only real son in her heart is Feng Shaoyang." With a low voice, Leng muxun takes off all her cold and hard shell. She is as fragile as a woman who has just lost her love.

"Well, I don't know. Maybe there's no fate between minqiu and me. She's pregnant with fengshaoyang now. Late autumn, you really need to give me some time, OK? Maybe I'm greedy, but because of the poems and fruits, I want to give them a complete home. "

Moved, in addition to moved is moved, sniffed, her eyes overflow with tears, originally, when a man cut his heart to himself, that is her weakness, she was soft hearted, he said, he never touched allergic autumn, she actually believed him.

Two small hands around his neck, red lips slightly open, the first time, she took the initiative to kiss him, nothing, nothing to think, if he wants to give him a chance with her, then why does she not?

She loves him, doesn't she?

He has said so, which means that all her previous confusion is just his last resort.

In fact, a man's heart is fragile.

And he, since don't mind to his fragile side dissection for her to see, that proves that she is more or less some position in his heart, even if it is the double of minqiu?

If you can love, if you can be together, then, she is willing to.

For the children and for herself.

She would rather be a moth fighting fire, as long as the experience of that happiness is enough, then this life will not regret, forever.

His lips were imprinted on his lips, and her whole body hung on him, even forgetting his wounds.

He only put one hand around her waist, and the four lips collided with each other again. This time, it was Tianlei who stirred the fire. She knew that he and she at this moment were absolutely different from those before him and she, and the eagerness of breathing revealed all of them

If they all give each other time, can they start all over again?

In a trance, his lips began to move down, and when he kissed her neck, she let her teeth bite on his shoulder. Maybe, just because of his words, she was really moved by him, "Leng muxun, do you know? I've loved you for a long time Maybe, at the moment when she jumped into his car, she fell in love with him, but did not know that he was the master who plundered her soul that night, so that she could never escape him.

Two people, are suddenly confessed, it seems that some abrupt, but, everything is so natural, in the late autumn of the moment, do not know why, looking at her like this, he did not want to let her go.

Six months later, I don't want to.

Minqiu, after this time, maybe they will never get together again.

Let go, let go is to give each other a new start, min Qiu is, he is also.

Min autumn wind less Yang, then, his is late autumn.

That autumn character is his favorite. On that summer night more than two years ago, when he saw her, and then heard her name, he even thought that she was a gift from minqiu. Now he thought that it was so magical. When she rushed out of the campus, his car just passed by and was stopped, so he began to know her.

For six years, he always wanted to forget her, but he always remembered her existence when he woke up from every woman in the middle of the night. He remembered that she had given birth to a pair of daughters for a man, but he didn't think that they were his.