The violent heartbeat just rightly evolved into the drumbeat of cheering and cheering.

"I--"

Changshang only had time to say a word, but her lips were once again blocked by the angry man in the dark night.

He closed his eyes and let his lips feel every inch of her real skin.

Hidden behind that sad and murderous accusation was a deep-seated fear. She didn't really want an answer, but was just afraid that she would never return.

Now he truly felt her existence again, but he still couldn't believe that the woman who made him miss him so much was lying in his arms at this moment, fragilely enduring his raging uncontrollable desire.

"Shangshang...Shangshang..."

He called her name affectionately.

again and again……

As if screaming wasn't enough, did this vixen who kept him awake at night finally come back?

The reappearance of memories...

Close your eyes, the flashing pictures are all in your mind.

Missing is like a seed waiting to germinate in a bottle. You can never be sure when it will break through the ground, so you can only wait so helplessly and persistently.

This cruel woman made all his love turn into tears.

Chang Mian thought bitterly, letting tears leak his fragile heart under the fortitude shell in the dark...Turning her face away and kissing her lips deeply,

The tip of the tongue danced with her uvula in a sweeping gesture,

Her unique body fragrance in his breath made him even more animalistic,

A spear, pick and stab,

Provoking the culprit to scream again and again, whimpering and begging him for mercy.

However, how can we let her go!

Even if she trembled almost convulsively, he couldn't stop,

"Shangshang, give me you, give me everything! I know you hurt, but I can't stop, I'm so desperate for you that I'm crazy..."

Sucking her lips, Chang Mian's voice was so deep and hoarse that it made her cry, but after he begged, he swung his waist and hips fiercely in her body and plundered the city crazily, feeling the toughness breaking through the softness again and again. pleasure.

Changshang completely lost begging for mercy, except to bear or endure... I don't know who to tell the grievances in my heart, so I can only let the tears flow freely.

She used her memory to describe that resolute chest thousands of times in the long two years.

Finally being held in his arms again, does she no longer have to be brave?

Can you cry when you want to cry, laugh when you want to laugh like before, and leave everything else to him to worry about?

Is it possible?

She can take off that layer of strong coat and cry heartily, right?

The dangers of the past and present are far away, but she remembers everything: she didn’t cry when she hugged Che’er and hid in the mound to escape the massacre; She quickly made up for it all and pampered herself for a night.

She has come back.

Finally returned to his side.

Taking Che'er and Zuo Ai along unscathed, handed him a perfect answer sheet.

She doesn't need to be strong anymore, she is a woman who loves to cry, but she has forgotten what tears are for more than a year.

Not by his side, she was deprived of even the basic way for a woman to vent, Chang Mian...Chang Mian...At this moment...I just want to call you that...Chang Mian...You are my Chang Mian ...I can finally close my eyes peacefully and call myself to you...

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