Abstinence President, Please let me go !

Silence raised his chin a little and gazed at chichari.

His hands still caressed her hair tenderly.

Her hair was thick, silky and black, and spread over her shoulders like black silk, with a faint black pearl luster in the light.

His favorite thing is to pick up a wisp of hair and rub it gently between his fingers.

After asking that sentence, jijoshi has been waiting for his reply.

It was a long time before his deep voice came over her head.

"Yes!"

"Who is it?"

She asked in a hurry.

He reached out and picked up her chin. His long hair ran down her cheek and ran down her ear, revealing a small white face.

Under the light, her eyes are as clear as lake water.

"Don't you feel so nervous?"

When he said that, she became more nervous.

She looked at him, all the words stuck in her throat, she felt her throat dry and astringent, and her brain was blank for a moment.

Then, she chuckled and rubbed her cheek, "it's funny. How could it be you! You are my woman, of course you won't hurt me, will you? "

"Ha ha..." Jijoshi just took a breath and felt the whole person relaxed.

That's scary. Is that really good?

She laughed awkwardly.

She stood up from her chair, reached for a gentle push, and said, "don't make fun of it all the time. You're scared to death."

"Honey, I suspect no one can doubt you, can I?"

Giorgio blinked.

"So Who is it? "

She reached out and grabbed something on the table, looking for a sense of security.

Silent stood up, went to her, a hand gently around her waist, and held her in his arms

"I don't tell you, you will know in a few days."

He bent down and kissed her in the ear.

He kisses deeply and passionately, but she is broken tightly.

His fingers reached into her thick hair and held the back of her head, deepening the kiss a little bit.

"Silence, don't..."

She begged in a low voice.

He grabbed her right leg with his left hand and pushed it to one side, but the kiss under his lip did not slow down at all.

Her voice was soft and soft, small and weak, like a kitten.

But he seems more excited.

Finally, he picked her up and put her on the bed.

The night has not come yet.

The light in the bedroom is on.

The wind was blowing the curtains, and jijosh leaned over and looked at a corner of the curtain floating in the dusk. The man under her was so hot that she felt scared.

A man's chest is like a granite on fire..

"How do you feel?"

He forced her eight past small face, to straighten over.

She had to face him squarely.

Her face was red, and she moved her eyes away again. He pulled them over again patiently to let her look at him.

"Don't move, look at me Remember me

He kisses her in the ear, and his deep, hoarse voice repeats itself over and over again.

"JOJO, remember me. I'm your man! In this life, you can only belong to me, understand? "

That night, he was crazy.

Several times, she couldn't stop.

She cried and begged him, and he would not stop.

He kisses again and again, where his name was originally tattooed.

He looked as if he were worshipping some mysterious ceremony.

This torture, until the night solemnly enveloped the whole world, he just stopped.

She was still sobbing, not knowing whether it was because of fear or because she had lost the most precious thing in her heart.

He hugged her in his arms and kissed her wet forehead, his voice trembling with joy, "honey, you're doing great. The first time I saw you behave like this, I'll do it every day in the future, OK? "

She's still sobbing

"Good, don't cry!"

He coaxed her in a low voice, as if he were coaxing a child.

At last, her voice gradually died down.

He took a towel to clean her body, and then put on her pajamas.

She was lying on the bed like she was out of strength, even the button was too lazy to buckle.

He kisses her on the cheek.

For a long time, she suddenly opened her eyes, "what are you going to do with that man?"

With a low smile, "isn't it a disappointment to talk about this at this time?"She turned, her white arm around his neck. "Silence, I want to know!"

In the silent dark eyes, this just flashed a cold and sharp light.

"No one who is against me will come to a good end. This world is so fair, if you want to live, you have to find a way to let your enemy die! Only when he's dead can you live on. The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. Have you heard of it

She had never understood his so-called great truth.

She is just a little woman. She only knows that she has milk tea, Korean dramas, beautiful clothes and a comfortable life every day.

There is not so much disturbance in her world.

"Silence, can you spare him? After all, you are not hurt. The TV doesn't say that when is the time for complaint? Isn't it good to step back from each other? "

A trace of sharpness flashed across the silent and cold face.

He leaned over and stroked her forehead. "You know what? I was able to live this big because I handled it decisively. If I had the kindness of a woman like you, I would have died. "

"But silence..."

She grabbed the quilt and looked at him. She wanted to say something else, but he had let her go.

He got up, got up, wrapped his towel around his waist, and walked straight to the bathroom.

"Don't mention it again. Although you are my woman, you can't interfere with my affairs."

He interrupts her coldly, turns and opens the bathroom door and comes in.

She lay on her bed, deep in thought.

So, who is the man he suspects?