Dear Mr. Shi

Shi Annuo was surprised: "The third life, are they together?"

Wen Zhaozhao did not answer Shi Annuo's words, but continued to tell the story. "The shell paused: You mean the grain of sand? The Buddha nodded: The grain of sand turned into a beautiful pearl under your care, but it also made you unbearable pain. The shell asked: Then where is she now? The Buddha was silent. After a while: In order to be able to keep you together, I turned her favorite man into a woman, and she turned into a pearl for the one she liked. The shell was angry: How could this be? Why? The Buddha sighed for a long time. : Shell, your love for her is not as firm as her love for him. She is now a beautiful pearl pendant on the girl’s neck. The Buddha said: Before Pearl found the girl, she told me that she It is a piece of dust that fell into the sea accidentally, only wishing to turn into a drop of tears, condense into beads, and accompany her forever."

After the story was over, the two of them remained silent for a long time.

Who is a shell, who is a pearl, who is a girl, and who does not seem to know who is who.

Because before the end, no one knows who has the strongest feelings for whom.

Shi Annuo didn't want to continue this topic at all. He didn't know if he was the pearl in Wen Zhaozhao's heart, but in fact he didn't want to be a pearl, nor did he want to hear Zhaozhao as a shell.

After Qianfan, he only thought that he was Shi Annuo, and Wen Zhaozhao was Wen Zhaozhao.

"Zhao Zhao." Shi Annuo lowered his eyes to look at her, suddenly calling her name softly, and his lips were blocked.

His domineering tongue leaned into her sweet little mouth, slid through her teeth, entangled her lilac tongue, and then sucked and teased arbitrarily.

"Hmm..." Wen Zhaozhao raised his hand and pressed it against his shoulder, but he couldn't help but soften in his arms.

She has always been like this to him, without any resistance, every time, as long as he kisses, she will be powerless, but can she say that she likes this feeling?

"What do you think?" Perceiving her dazzling spirit, Shi Annuo froze for a moment, and bit her lower lip with carelessness.

He made a slight "hiss" sound, Wen Zhaozhao frowned, stared at him, his red face was aggrieved: "Why are you biting me?"

Shi Annuo looked at her: "Who taught you to be absent-minded, talk about it! What were you thinking just now?"

"I don't want to tell you, can't it?" Wen Zhaozhao was a little embarrassed, but just now, she was thinking that Shi Annuo was very happy to kiss her, which is so embarrassing to say.

Shi Anuoxiexie smiled, grabbed a plump body through her clothes with her big hand, and then gently kneaded it, while licking her lower lip, and whispered, "Are you here?"

"Of course not..." Wen Zhaozhao wanted to struggle to show his innocence, but Shi Annuo stopped him.

"Shhh, don't move," Shi Annuo said, and then kissed her shy little red face again, her eyes closed, and she kissed her lips again, the tip of the tongue was lightly painted on the lips, and the hot and humid kiss slowly went down, skillfully. Sexually guided her...

Shame Yuehua hides embarrassedly in the clouds, everything around her becomes a piece of silhouette. Together with the men and women lingering in the tent, there are shy voices from time to time, and the sounds of seagulls form a melody. At night Hovering in it, it won't go away for a long time...