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() Warmth did not refuse any more, she became extremely docile, satisfying Liang Yong's various novel needs, in the end she was all in high spirits, felt the beauty of the novel gameplay, and hummed with excitement.

With a shock from his tiger body, Liang suddenly picked her up, stepped out of the bathtub, and stepped onto the big bed made of fur. The two of them were still dripping with water. He threw his warmth on the thick cushion and let out a low growl Pounced on.

The movements were fierce, but when they really pressed on her, they were very gentle. When they tried to find out that the river was already trickling, they stood up and rushed in. With a warm exclamation, they hugged Liang Yong tightly, making their faces Clinging to each other, unlike other girls biting their shoulders, she still held back the pain meekly.

Time stood still at this moment. I don't know how long it had passed, but he still twisted his body tenderly and proactively, which attracted Liang Yong's offensive like a tide. A fragrant wind blew in the tent, and even the candlelight in the lantern was flickering and shining .

Liang Yong is a fierce tiger, but his warmth is like water, one is fierce and the other is tender, so fierce that he is masculine and carefree, yet soft like water that lasts forever.

It seems that the tenderness has been kneaded and moaned continuously, but every time it ends with Liang Yong's pause. The woman's yin and softness are vividly expressed at this moment. Although it is her first time, she never asks for forgiveness, isn't it? She can bear it, but she is born with abundant capital and talent in this area, and she cooperates super harmoniously with Liang Yong.

For four full hours, Liang Yong has erupted three times, and I don't know how many times he has had warmth. A tiger fur blanket has been wet and thrown aside. It is not known whether it is their sweat or warmth.

After finally erupting again, Liang Yong lay down discouraged. This time, she was overwhelmed by warmth, and she was also exhausted. After Liang Yong stopped moving, she directly paralyzed on Liang Yong's body, unable to let Liang Xiaoer come out, so she just lay on Liang Yong's body. Resting his head on his shoulder with his chest, dripping with sweat.

After feeling the strength coming back, Liang Yong didn't move any more. He enjoyed the tranquility after the incident, so he let the warmth lie on his body, pulled the blanket to cover their bodies, and stroked her with his palms. This is really a top-notch woman. Just now It was still dripping with sweat for a moment, but now it doesn't feel astringent at all, and the skin is still so smooth. Although the two of them didn't move, but between her breathing, the subtle part loosened and tightened, which brought a different kind of feeling. wonderful feeling.

Suddenly, Liang Yong felt his face was wet. He reached out to touch it, thinking it was sweat, but found that Wenqing's face was even wetter. She was crying. This woman is very strange. She didn't cry when she was violated and hurt just now. She is extremely gentle, not only fully cooperating but also so happy, but now she is actually sad.

Liang Yong grabbed the towel to help her wipe away her tears, but the more she wiped, the more she wiped. She seemed to want to hold back, and turned over from Liang Yong's body and lay on her back, but the tears still flowed from the corners of her eyes, but she hugged Liang Yong tightly with both hands. One arm, pressing it against his chest, as if he was particularly afraid of losing it.

"Liang Yong, you will never like me again, right." He said tenderly: "My family is sorry for you. We were friends at first, but I also betrayed you at that time. You hate me very much..."

It's not that she doesn't understand, it's that she understands everything. If she didn't say it before, it means she never said it, but she felt that it was not right for Liang Yong to say these things at that time, and she was not even qualified to apologize. Now she dedicated her best things to Liang Yong After marrying Liang Yong and trying her best to serve him, she has some confidence to say so.

"I don't hate you, I never hated you." Liang Yong said thinking, and he was also thinking, he still can't call love for warmth, it's more of a desire, and he doesn't want to deceive her, so don't talk about love.

But obviously Wenqing is very satisfied with his explanation. Hearing that Liang Yong doesn't hate her, she suddenly becomes very happy. She turns over and rests her chin on Liang Yong's chest. While pressing Liang Yong with her soft body, she still asks with some worry: "But my family made you lose Ninth Street and let you die."

"This has nothing to do with you. I have let go of the hatred on Ninth Street after Wen Yi was killed. It's just that you have been chasing and killing me. If you are willing to reconcile, I have no objection." Liang Yong said sincerely. There is no love in warmth, but now there is guilt, and people have given themselves the most precious thing.

With a helpless look in warm eyes, she shook her head and said, "I never thought of chasing you down, but the second uncle and the others couldn't let it go. I hope they can let go of this grievance after this time."

Liang Yong really wanted to persuade her to give up her expectations of the family, but she knew it was impossible. The warmth was different from Ye Yu and Sophie. They pursued careers to enrich themselves and have a sense of responsibility, but it did not prevent them from pursuing their own happy life. Warmth is different, she has a strong desire for power in her bones, the Wen family is the cornerstone of her power, she can't give up, this is why Liang Yong still doesn't love her.

This woman is too snobbish, don't look at their closeness at this time, but the warmth is still for profit. At this time, Liang Yong is absolutely strong, calling the wind and rain between the holy army and the half-orc army, and in charge of life and death, especially the warmth. After the plan with the Golden Lion King, it was a plan to make the army of the Holy Cult irreversible.

And warmth is a dispensable role here. She never wants to die, let alone remain unknown. It's hard to guarantee that she will serve Liang Yong so wholeheartedly tonight. She is not clinging to Liang Yong. She has this relationship with Liang Yong. She and her family's warriors will be protected by Liang Yong.

Liang Yong knows and understands her psychology, and she can see that warmth is really relying on herself at this time, and Liang Yong is confident that warmth has feelings for herself. The more powerful a woman is, the more demanding she is to her first man Strict, without true love, she can't easily submit, although this kind of love is not necessarily the love of both parties, but only her one-sided true love.

But this is enough, she has this kind of personality, power is more powerful than control, and she is more willing to choose the person she loves, which is more in line with her wish. At this time, she is undoubtedly sincere to Liang Yong, from her Now look at Liang Yong's infatuated expression.

But her love for Liang Yong does not mean that she will always be attached to Liang Yong. For her, love is just an accessory, which can be discarded in the face of power and money. Liang Yong dare not guarantee that when she is weak in the future, Will warmth betray him again? He knows too much about the character of warmth, so until now Liang Yong has not dared to really open his heart to accept her and love her.

"So what if they don't give up, the mere power of the Wen family is not in my eyes at all." Liang Yong said with a cold snort.

The domineering air that suddenly appeared on her body made Wen Qing's body go soft, and she hugged him tightly in fright, and stroked him gently with her palm, begging Liang Yong's forgiveness like a docile puppy: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't say these things, please forgive me .”

"I don't blame you, follow me well, no one can hurt you, and your family will be protected." Liang Yong said confidently, hugging her delicate body, and suddenly had an idea, if he wanted to keep the warmth The best way to be loyal to oneself is to be strong. The stronger she is, the deeper her love for herself will be. On the contrary, the two of them have a bright future.

"Well, I'll listen to you and follow you forever. Come on, I want you now." The warmth was really too excited, and she took the initiative to twist her body to squeeze in. The tent was full of wind and rain again, and there was another wave of candle shadow shaking, but it was warmth Driven actively, there seems to be inexhaustible energy hidden in the little body, dedicating, dedicating and dedicating...