Silly wife of a handsome silver-haired man: Concubine Leng Yufei

Although their faces are very similar, their breaths are different.

But the little eyes still focused on the person who looked a little like Fan Ruoyu.I saw that her eyes were full of worry, but more of it was the expectation and deep love from the heart.

Well, it's just that this love seems to be different from Ya's expression, but it is also an emotion.Well, to emotion.It was only after a long time that she realized that this was family affection, a family affection where blood is thicker than water.

Fan Ruoyu was on the couch right now, and she adjusted her breathing rate very low.With her mental power released, she knew everything that happened outside, but she didn't want them to know that she had woken up.Yang or she is selfish, is her affection for them so deep, including Lan Weiyang.

At this moment, she wanted to quietly look at the sleeping man.He was so exhausted, so exhausted that his body was bruised. [

Lying on the couch, Fan Ruoyu looked at Ya without blinking his eyes.She was suddenly a little confused, the him in the previous life and the him in this life slowly overlapped.Suddenly straightened up, is this love?This should be love.Because of familiarity and trust, everything is taken for granted, but I don't know what love is.

In the past, I just thought it was good to be together, and I never thought about anything else.But what about him?Could it be that fate intertwined them together, so he spoiled and pampered her so desperately?

He did what she had said, no matter what she did, he was behind her, and he didn't even say more than once that he was behind her, as long as she turned her head, she could see him.

But she always ignores, always forgets.So he was helpless but indulged her again and again.

Barefoot got off the couch, her white clothes fell to the ground, wide sleeves fluttered slightly, and as she walked, raised a beautiful arc.Standing in front of the bed, my chest was beating non-stop.

Even his lips felt dry suddenly, he instinctively stretched out his tongue to moisten his lower lip, after licking it, he climbed onto the bed, knelt beside Ya, and looked at him closely.

Although the silver thread at one end was a little messy, that beautiful face really made Fan Ruoyu feel depressed.If such a face that turned all sentient beings upside down, if it was taken out, wouldn't the women in this world swallow him alive?

Put your hand on his cheek.The contours of the face were as natural as the flowing lines, such a beautiful face that was so perfect that anyone would be jealous when she saw it, she pouted her lips unconsciously and bit her lower lip.

Beside him like this, no matter how good-looking she is, she is still a foil.Shaking his head, but so what?This man is hers and can only be hers.No one can covet, if you have the courage to covet, you can, give your life.

The little hand shifted its position and touched the bare chest under the quilt.Although there is a horizontal scar, it still feels very good in the hand.Smooth and smooth, touching it, Fan Ruoyu seemed to be addicted to touching it, and he sat directly on Ya's body, and the quilt was pulled aside by her.

On Guangying's skin, there was a slightly pink scar, Fan Ruoyu bent down, and pressed her pink lips against it.This is the proof that you love me, Tian Muya, in this life, I, Fan Ruoyu, will definitely return your equal love, every life, no, every life, never let go!