Belong with me,My Girl!

Under the warm light, a lying on the bed gently shaking feet, a support in the bedside, some sleepy.

Men are beautiful, women are soft and beautiful. They are harmonious enough to be painted. They are warm and warm.

When Xia Zimo's eyes were about to close, Dongfang Chen pulled her sleeve and called softly: "ink."

"Well," she said softly, for it was quiet and harmonious, and her voice was as intoxicating as the wind.

He said, "Mo Mo, I want to hold you."

"Not for you."

"Why?"

She said, "because you held someone else."

This time, Dongfang Chen did not dare to say "no" any more. He seemed to have held Zhu Dan.

But he just It's just a soft heart.

Ah, a slip into eternal hatred, early know not soft hearted, ah, East Chen shook the next foot, sighed.

When he stares at the ceiling in a daze, Xia Zimo's hand falls down, her face is close to the soft bed, and she breathes evenly. She sleeps.

But Dongfang Chen didn't sleep. He still looked at the ceiling and swayed his legs.

He said, "Mo Mo, I want to sleep with you."

There was no answer because she was asleep.

Dongfang Chen turns his head and smiles.

Don't speak, is the default, ha ha.

Dongfang Chen gets up and lies down beside the bed. He lowers his head and approaches Xia Zimo gently. He goes over and kisses her.

Soft face, whether it is the hand or mouth feeling is a mess.

Kiss the face, then kiss the mouth.

Hehe, the taste is still so good, the closer you are, the more you want to kiss.

Gently drop, slowly, wait for her to sleep a little, ha ha.

Oriental Chen lying on the bed, closer, closer, Dudu mouth, kiss her face, good slippery, tender, good fragrance.

Like a pet dog, he lies on the bed with two forelimbs and a fluffy head in the middle. He observes Xia Zimo from a distance of 0.0 mm. He even counts the number of eyelashes on his eyelashes.

Woman's skin is very good, in the light has a kind of Pearl like warm luster.

Breathing deeper and deeper, she fell asleep, deep asleep.

The man's big long hand a hand, easy to hold her up, action gently flat her on the bed.

Quietly, quietly.

One by one.

Ha ha, the light is out.

Xia Zimo in the dream feels that something has pressed her heavily, and her upper lip feels moist and itchy. She is very comfortable.

Reluctantly, she opened her eyes, her eyes glowing like a leopard, and her ears gasped heavily.

"Ah..."

The scream was cut off.

The bed was kicked bang bang bang, a few times, the man easily restrained her, occupied the dominant position.

Dongfang Chen pressed her, kissing her lips, and licked her lips again and again. Once again, she seemed to be gentle and tried to support her with all his strength.

The woman's body trembled and sobbed, and her hands scratched like kittens.

Dongfang Chen loves to die her this appearance, wish to crush her, slide into bone blood.

Night, too long.

……

The clear morning light spreads into the room and reflects everything in the room.

There was a sweet smell all over the room.

Sleep well, warm and comfortable.

Holding the woman in her arms, Dongfang Chen has a sense of satisfaction of warm jade and warm fragrance.

He scraped the soft and delicate skin of a woman with his hand, and his black eyes were full of tender doting.

It doesn't matter who he is. What matters is who he likes, who he cares about and who he wants to spend his life with.

I'm in love with you, woman. You're mine.

Xia Zimo's body moved and there was a trace to wake up. Dongfang Chen quickly closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Xia Zimo turned over and heard the sound of birds singing outside the window. She opened her eyes, rubbed them and stretched out.

Sleep is very good, but why is the body acid and tired feeling, like what crushed the same.

Xia Zimo is still confused, what flashed in his head, suddenly suddenly sat up and lifted the quilt to see the traces all over his body.

The memory of last night in the brain slowly recovers, asshole. She was tired last night and fell asleep unconsciously. Then she was pulled up by some asshole and cleaned up after eating.

Xia Zimo's eyes filled with grievances and anger, turned his head and glared at the man.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Dongfang Chen, who was asleep, coughed violently.

Listen to Xia Zimo what grievance anger mood has no, busy bent over the body, the East Chen turned over, touch his forehead.

Is there a high fever again.

It's warm in the quilt. It's warm to touch on the forehead. It seems that there's a little low fever.

"Cough, cough," Dongfang Chen coughed a few more times, then you woke up, opened his eyes and looked at her, and called out weakly: "ink I feel bad... "Good heartache, good heartache, Xia Zimo instant heartache with what, holding his shoulder painfully asked: "there is not comfortable, is not a headache, I give you rub." She helped him to rub his temples.

She knelt down on the bed and looked at him. At the beginning, Dongfang Chen just opened her eyes. Now her eyes are completely open. Looking at her chest, the nosebleed will come out.

He wanted to rub it, too.

See a woman's eyes full of heartache, eyes gentle focus, to rub his temples.

He also boldly stretched out his hand to hold it up, warm jade and warm fragrance, no matter what, just right.

"Ah," Xia Zimo body trembled, Jiaohu a, said a voice: "hate, quickly let go." They're sick and not serious.

Dongfang Chen flattered with a smile and said: "ink you are very good," the mouth said, hands also rubbed two times, how to knead is not enough, afraid she is angry, dare not rub more, quickly let go of hand, ha ha, slowly, have a lifetime of time, ha ha.

Xia Zimo is distressed that he is still ill, so he gets out of bed to make breakfast for him.

Waist and knees are sour and soft, silly girl, she can't walk well, but she still wants to make breakfast for the fake sick man.

Dongfang Chen sat up from the bed and laughed happily. At least it proved that she had him in her heart.

Because I have him in my heart, because I love him, I don't care whether he has really kissed or hugged other women. I only think that he is ill and should take care of him.

In fact, today's work, Xia Zimo can't bear to leave Dongfang Chen like this. When she was ill, this man was always with him, so she couldn't do it.

So she called Han Yi and said that she was not feeling well and asked for a day off.

Han Yi listened and said with concern: "Xiao Xia, you also have the flu. Is it serious? Are you at home alone? I'll take you to the hospital. I'll go to your home now."

Xia Zimo is cooking dumplings. When she heard that Han Yi was going to her house, her mobile phone almost fell into the dumplings. She said, "no, no, I took the medicine and had a good sleep. It's OK. That's it."

After knowing Dongfang Chen, she is more and more able to lie.

Today, Friday, this leave is equivalent to three days off, ah.

Her legs are soft and she can't make a complicated breakfast. It happens that the chef made fresh dumplings today. Dongfang Chen likes to eat dumplings, so she cooks a bowl for him.

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