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She took a deep breath and put it on.

She did not dare to look in the mirror, but went straight into the quilt and wrapped herself up.

In the room, she turned off the light.

The child closed his eyes with foam, but he was sleepless.

Until the wooden door of the room creaked, followed by a slight footstep, and the sound of opening the cupboard door to pick up clothes, and the sound of water when taking a bath.

After all the sounds had disappeared, the man's breathing rate came from the bed in the outer room.

Tong Yi Mo couldn't sleep. He lifted the quilt and came down from the bed, barefoot, lifted the bead curtain, and crept to the bedside.

She had just bent over to the man, but in the next second, Leng yeshen suddenly and quickly put out his hand and directly pinched it on her neck.

"Who?" He yelled, and his strength suddenly tightened.

Children to foam uncomfortable choking out sound: "pain."

This picture is also so familiar.

There was a ripple in her heart, like a calm lake stirred by something.

Cold night sink eyes slightly bright, immediately put his hand, touch open the bedside switch.

The lights were on in an instant.

Tong rubbed his neck with foam. He almost broke it.

But at the moment, he said nothing.

Cold night Shen looked at the child to foam, looked silly eyes.

Under the black silk suspender nightdress, is the hazy flesh color figure.

Under the abdomen, the legs are symmetrically close together, showing only an inverted triangle of black cloth in the middle and two black ribbons, which linger backward along the hip bone.

And abdomen upward, curve exquisite, chic charm.

Child to see the cold night sink, staring at himself, subconsciously raised his hand, in front of his eyes.

"Brother, are you ok? Did I frighten you? "

Tong Yimo's words call back the thoughts of the cold night.

He had just reached out to her, but he stopped in mid air.

With a smile, he closed his eyes and took the initiative to kiss his thin lips.

"Yimo, it's dangerous for you to do this, you know?" Cold night sink closed eyes, Ning eyebrow way.

Tong Yimo saw that he moved his eyes away from his body, and went over to kiss his lips.

Her hint was obvious enough.

Or maybe he decided not to be restrained.

His big hand in the air suddenly put his arms around her, his handsome face went up, and his lips suddenly covered her.

The atmosphere in the room changed subtly. The ambiguous atmosphere suddenly surrounded the two people.

Unconsciously, he began to attack her teeth, then wantonly roll the tip of her tongue.

He first forced the kiss, then slowly became gentle, even a little overbearing, but did not hurt her, just a kind of depression for a long time, can finally get what he wanted.

The surrounding air seems to be getting drier and drier. There is an illusion that the gun is about to go wrong.

"Yimo, you are beautiful..." The hoarse voice of the cold night whispered in her ear, "I want you so much..."

Children with foam half closed eyes, eyes with a bit of confusion, his hands also because of his ambiguous invitation, and slowly around his neck.

With his ever deepening wet kisses, she put her jade hand around his shoulder and slowly grasped his shirt.

Half a year

He has not tasted her soft fragrance for half a year.

In the days when he thought she was dead, he really did not know how he survived. The unprecedented emptiness and heartrending pain were gnawing at his body and soul.

At one time, he lived like a walking corpse with a face full of dross, smoking cigars and thinking about revenge at the same time, so as to paralyze his emptiness, loneliness and pain.

He actually regrets

But there is no regret medicine in this world.

"Yimo, do you still love me?" Suddenly, Leng yeshen asked this question humbly.

Tong Yimo suddenly opened his eyes, on which he did not know when he was infected with gloomy black eyes.

It is pitiful and heartbreaking.

"Big brother, can you tell me what is love?" The child to foam hundred think not the solution to the question.

What is love?

No one seems to have taught her.

At least not in the lab.

Cold night sink child with foam to sit on his thigh, no further action.

At the moment, he was completely awake.

Because, the one he loves, Yimo, is really dead.

This is not so simple as amnesia, but Yimo is no longer the one he loves.

Cold night Shen can not say this feeling, also can't use language to describe his heart knot at the moment.It seems that this body is strange to him.

Cold night sink child to foam back to the big bed, and tucked in a good quilt for her.

"Good night." He dropped greetings, gentle and melancholy.

Tong Yimo looked at the sadness of the cold night, and watched him turn around and leave in despair. His heart was also a feeling that could not be cut in disorder.

As soon as I left this night, I didn't come back to sleep.

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