Chief husband, strong love!

The action and tone with erotic meaning are obviously close to red L.

Zhuang Su was already a little paralyzed by his kiss, and there was no resistance when he was teased by the man.

She raised her eyes with some exploration.

But I saw the smiling eyes of a man gradually calm and serious.

That kind of unswerving, even almost stubborn eyes made her immediately have the illusion of his return.

Back to that man, no one can change him.

He is used to the life and death of others, as if he can control anyone's fate.

There's never anything he can't get.

Naturally, there was never anything he needed to cherish.

She even thought that he might not need anyone.

After all, he is strong enough.

This feeling should give her the illusion of losing him.

But those black pupils looked at themselves from beginning to end.

Zhuang Su didn't speak until the man's thin lips slowly said, "I should think of you, because the last person I should forget in the world is you. But Su Su, I don't know if I will lose you one day. If so, I'd rather never remember."

Her question just now made him waver for a moment.

After all, he shouldn't have lied to her.

She won't like it.

But compared to losing her, there's nothing to worry about.

What is more unacceptable to him than losing her?

If she likes him now, they can start over. There is no need to pull each other's unhappy memories to make her determined to leave him again.

"I don't want you to leave me, so is that bad?" He held her tightly in his arms, and his eyes seemed to be firm to her.

The burning brightness gave her no chance to escape.

"Whether I lie to you or coax you, I just want to make you happy." The man's voice became more and more low, and his thin lips were next to her hair. "If you don't think it's enough, I can do anything else."

"If it's no use what you think now, don't say it so well." She spoke softly.

The night Knight's arm followed, and her voice was like a basin of cold water.

"If you remember, remember."

"Su Su..."

Zhuang Su's lips lightly hooked, "in fact, I don't have to remind you of anything. When you think of it, you naturally know what to do."

The night Lord grabbed the fingers of her arm and closed them

I don't know what she'll say next.

"It's not necessary to beg him." Zhuang Su seemed to think for a moment, "he is not a good man to others except his wife."

The sudden sharp turn of the voice made his tightened heart stunned.

Then a light kiss touched his nose.

The night Lord was frozen in place: "...."

The woman sitting on his leg looked at him with clear eyes, "I'm short of an errand runner. You say so many nice words, it's better to do more practical things."

"... not every day?" Seeing her suddenly changed face, the night Lord immediately changed his mouth, "I will do it every day in the future."

It still doesn't sound right.

Zhuang Su did not continue to correct.

Anyway, correct what he said, what he should do or what he should do.

She leaned her head against the man's reassuring broad chest and buried her head in it.

*

On the morning of returning to the crew, Shen Enron wore a turtleneck sweater and kept looking in the mirror.

What should be blocked should be blocked

Although there is no waist and leg pain now, people are not easy.