The Silly Ex-Wife of the Infernal Chief

Xiang Qinglan didn't dare, and didn't dare to look around, but, intentionally or unintentionally, she could always see the heat between Qing's legs that belonged to him, and she hugged her chest tightly, afraid of the two There is greater physical contact, and their relationship is actually very close, but she is still not used to it.

She and Su Zhetuo have never had this kind of thing called a mandarin duck bath, but now, they are facing another man, putting all of themselves in front of him without reservation.

Qing put down her hand, put her big palm on her waist, and slowly touched it, but Xiang Qinglan gasped because of his movement, and didn't even move, her sensitive body really couldn't Take more.

Qing raised her eyes, the green eyes had lost their usual simplicity, and she had changed into a slightly sinister face that made her dare not take another look.

Pulling her hand away violently, the two bodies were tightly attached to everything, Xiang Qinglan was just about to exclaim, but his lips were blocked by him forcefully.

He was afraid, afraid of her disappearance, so he needed to prove that she was still there and by his side.

Qing instinctively hugged the woman in his arms, he felt it, and it wasn't the first time their bodies got so close.

The hot water kept rushing down, and amidst the rushing sound of the water, there were vaguely a man's panting, and a woman's extremely weak coquettish moans.

In the bathroom, the moisture gradually increased, and it was still raining outside, but here, there was a small world full of happiness.

The night slowly permeated the whole world. There were two people sleeping on a small bed. The man turned sideways and carefully hugged the woman in his arms. He put his fingers on her shoulders and kneaded her tenderly. The muscles on the shoulders seemed to be very tense, his fingers stopped for a moment, and he looked at her strangely, as if she had done some physical work recently, how could it feel like this.

"Lan," he whispered her name softly in her ear.

"En," Xiang Qinglan trembled her eyelashes slightly, but did not open her eyes. She was so tired that she didn't even want to move. The big hands on her shoulders rubbed her almost painful shoulders from time to time. I got closer and listened carefully. There was still a small sound on the window, and the rain still didn't stop.

Gently sighed, tomorrow, it will take another day.

However, as long as this is the case, now, she really feels very happy, no matter how tired she is during the day, it is worth it.

"Lan, I love you," the man said suddenly, but Xiang Qinglan suddenly opened her eyes at this moment, and in an instant, her mind was completely awake.

What did he just say, is she dreaming? Under the light yellow light, the man's facial features are very soft, the corners of his lips are always curved, and his slender fingers rest on her shoulders, rubbing them carefully, like a massager. The same, let her involuntarily relax her whole body.And his eyes are as clean as ever, very clean and dust-free, very long eyelashes rise and fall from time to time, with a smile on his lips, just like an angel.

"Lan, I love you," he said this time again, and Xiang Qinglan opened her eyes wide. This time, she really heard clearly, it wasn't her hallucinations, Qing actually said that sentence, a man to a woman like.I love you, that love word.

She took Qing's hand and wrote in the palm of his hand, "Qing, why did you say this sentence?" It is undeniable that her heart is beating very fast now, and there is an inexplicable expectation that makes her feel a kind of Fear.

Does he really know the word love?Do you really understand what it means?

"I love you," Qing blinked his eyes in confusion, "it's always said on TV, men say this to women, and women will be very happy," he said seriously , This is what he saw when he was watching TV alone today, so he wanted to tell her, but, it seemed that it was not what was said on TV, she was not happy, it seemed that she wanted to cry.

Xiang Qinglan took a complicated look. She lowered her head and buried her head in the quilt. The anticipation just now began to dissipate in an instant. The clear sentence I love you doesn't count at all. of.

Because he still doesn't know what love is.

"Lan," Qing didn't let her go, and raised her face, and there were two faint blue shadows cast on her face, with some slight disappointment inside, but Qing obviously didn't notice it.

"Lan, I've already told you, so you have to tell me too, okay?" On TV, men have said it, and women have to say it too. There was no sound, but he still wanted to hear it.

Xiang Qinglan stared at his extraordinarily clear eyes, her lips were tightly closed all the time.

"Lan," Qing called her name aggrievedly, he seemed to be really unable to accept her rejection, he had already said it, why, she didn't say it, it was just three.She wouldn't be so stingy, she would be willing to say three words to him.

But he didn't know that not everyone can say these three words, if they can say it, if they can't do it, then they would rather not say it.

It wasn't until half a day later that Xiang Qinglan stretched out her hand and gently stroked Qing's face.Her movements are very slow.The deep emotion hidden in the eyes.

"I love you," she said silently, but it was so true and so serious.

When did Su Zhetuo's shadow fade away, leaving only this silly man who accidentally invaded her life, he didn't understand life, he wasn't smart, he couldn't make her happy, but he was that A most genuine person, he uses his heart, his person, and everything to prove his concern for her and his feelings for her.

It is dependent on each other, but it has nothing to do with love.

But, as for her, her heart for him has surpassed too much, and it is natural and habitual to love him.

That kind of love is different from Su Zhetuo, she is looking up to that man, from the beginning to the end, from deep love to disappointment, and now indifferent, now, another man appears in her life, but she doesn't understand How to love.

However, she still felt happy.

He who doesn't know how to love, but still loves her, not the kind she wants, but truly belongs to her.

"Heh..." Qing laughed, seeing the shape of her lips, he seemed to really be able to hear what she said I love you, it turned out to be such a feeling, he covered his lips without leaving a trace Chest, what is the satisfaction on the chest? He feels that he has got the most beautiful and best thing, even if he is given the whole world, he will not exchange it.

"Lan, I love you very much, I love you very much," he said from time to time with his forehead against hers, but he didn't notice that a drop of transparent tears fell instantly from the tightly closed eyes of the woman in his arms.

It was another extremely cold night with the wind and rain outside.