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Gentle

Beiming night knows what Mingke means. Last night, he already knows how much damage her "not gentle" has brought to her. After being cheated by Mu Zijin, the girl finally learns how to protect herself?

Sometimes not resisting is a kind of self-protection, because she has seen clearly that there is only one way to come and go in front of her.

Muzijin gave her hope completely gone, she can only use this way to protect themselves, right?

How much harm does Zijin bring to her tonight?

His fingertips pause slightly, his eyes are inexplicably deep, and the bottom of his eyes is a little dark, but in the twinkling of an eye, he has recovered his usual indifference, and in the indifference, there is a little evil light.

He raised her chin with a long finger, and let her look at her, thin lips a hook, that smile in the name can be absolutely terrible: "it seems that Zijin is really important to you, his deception, let you completely despair?"

It's not that I can't hear the unhappiness in his heart. Mingke still opened his eyes thoroughly and met his eyes: "whether it is or not, I will listen to you in the future. Isn't that enough?"

He didn't speak. She bit her lower lip and said in a soft voice, "my husband said that he doesn't care what I think. As long as I'm obedient, you will be good to me."

Although the sentence "be nice to her" is really not convincing, he said it himself. If there is no other way, he can only take out what he said.

Don't care what she thought, this is what he said in the past, although before and after two pieces of speech time interval is not short, but, vertical and horizontal is he said.

Beiming night still didn't speak. She took his words to stop him. She not only became more daring, but also more cunning.

But I don't know why, such cunning didn't make him feel unhappy. On the contrary, when he looked at her, his eyes added a taste of exploration.

Know Mu Zijin close to her truth, she doesn't cry don't make, even don't have half a sentence to question of words, this performance really let a person very surprised.

He is very clear, even Mu Zijin himself is also surprised very much, after he called her to let her out, Zijin did not leave for the first time, maybe in his heart more or less also have a bit of guilt.

He knows Mu Zijin. If Mingke comes out and beats him hard, or scolds him, he will be more comfortable.

She didn't care and didn't care about it. After that guy went back, he was afraid that he would not be able to sleep for a long time.

"Sir." Or to his answer, she increased the strength of the point fingertips, called again.

"Well, it depends on the mood." His palm slowly went up along her waist line. Not surprisingly, she released the hand that fell on his temple. Subconsciously, her little hand fell on his wrist and gave him a gentle push.

"Is that obedience?" North night picked pick eyebrow, eyeground dye a layer of joking smile: "I really can't see, you where obedient."

Mingke lowered his eyes and looked at the big palms he held on his waist. Even if he tried to calm down, his breathing was still slightly disordered.

Yes, she wants to learn to be obedient, just because she is desperate to find that at this moment, she has no ability to compete with him, but she doesn't know whether she can really be obedient.

To be obedient, how much suffering do you have to endure and how much dignity do you have to leave behind?

She took two deep breaths and tried to calm down her disordered breath. Her eyes were raised again, together with the small hands that fell on his wrist. Her fingertips pressed his temple and continued to rub gently.

He thought that he would be reckless to toss her, but his big palms just stopped there, did not go up, did not put down, let her breathe a sigh of relief at the same time, his heart will still be nervous.

I've been nervous all the time, but I just can't relax.

Now he is a wild wolf teasing the prey, hateful wolf, black hearted wolf!

But what I don't know is that Beiming night is not teasing her now. He just hesitates all the time.

It's very difficult for her to fall in his arms and serve him like she is now. This kind of thing will not happen in the past. It's very hard to have such a warm and peaceful moment.

He didn't want to break such a harmonious temperature, even though he knew that she was so active because she was deeply hurt by Mu Zijin and didn't dare to hold any expectation for the future, so he would rather grovel around him for a moment.

However, this feeling, or let him always used to think that the ice sealed heart has a little bit of unspeakable warmth, so he would rather bear the impulse to hold the palm up, do not want to scare her.

Two people, so close to each other, two hearts are far apart, they know each other, but they just don't want to go any further, or dare not.

Finally, because of his forbearance and sweating, Mingke also felt that the temperature of his body was obviously too high for ordinary people to bear. After that, he took a low breath, got close to her ear and said in a low voice: "start?"She didn't know how to answer. It was the first time he had asked for his opinion on such a matter after they were together.

It's really the first time. In the past, he always used the most direct means to tear up her clothes.

Tonight, it is clear that she and Mu Zijin want to escape from him. Even if the truth comes out, she is cheated, but it is a fact that she once escaped from him.

She knew that no matter what the reason was, he began to be willing to get along with himself with another attitude. At this time, if he did not move forward with him, their relationship would return to the forced and forced attitude of the past.

Taking a deep breath, she lowered her head and began to untie the strap of her robe.

Beiming night's breathing became more rapid with her movements. When she just untied her belt and pulled down her robe, he gasped for breath. Suddenly he picked her up and walked to the bedside with two steps, then his heavy body was pressed down.

"Sir..." She put her hand on his chest and whispered.

"Do you still want to refuse?" She should be very clear that at this time, whether she wants to refuse or not, the result will be the same.

When he wanted to, she never had a chance to escape.

Mingke was very clear about this. She didn't mean to refuse. She just raised her head to meet his eyes and bit his lip. Then she blushed and whispered, "sir Please be gentle, ok Is that right? "

He did not speak, eyes locked in the depths of her eyes, where a bit because of panic and uneasiness out of the mist, let her a pair of eyes than the Pearl good-looking smoked more crystal clear, no time to clean.

It's a beautiful and charming pair of eyes. If the flash of these eyes is not the tears of fear, but the light of emotion, will it be more lovely?

"You are allowed to call my name when you are in bed." He lowered his head and closed her thin lip.

A little excited, mixed with a little expectation, in such a night, complex emotions rise rapidly.

At the moment of the fall of consciousness, she closed her eyes, and between her thin lips, a hoarse and vague word finally appeared: "night..."