Deep Love: Young Master's Sweetheart

"Fengming crane, are you intentional?" her hand quickly took away the remote control in his hand. Xiaowei cried all night. He seemed not to hear it. However, the reason is that if it weren't for him, Xiaowei wouldn't be burned.

She stood in front of the Fengming crane and swept his sight of watching TV. There was no light in the living room, only the weak light of the TV flickered around, and the woman in front of the Fengming crane seemed to float in front of him like catkins.

She seemed to have just taken a bath. The fresh water vapor mixed with a faint fragrance of bath water hit his nose. There were water droplets on her long black satin hair. There was a faint ticking sound of water droplets landing in her ears, which made her float in his sight like an elf.

"Fengming crane, do you speak on purpose?" he's a little strange these days. He seldom speaks. If he didn't help her make milk powder for Xiaowei at night, she thinks he doesn't exist. She doesn't know what's wrong with him. However, such Fengming crane makes her feel very strange.

The faint fragrance of women still floated in front of him. Ziyi was suddenly the antique girl wearing glasses, and sometimes the dress lady with thick smoke makeup in blues. It was a gift from luo'er. He always thought so.

"Ziyi, did you go to Blues for him?" he finally asked. This question has bothered him for a long time. If she didn't go to Blues to attract him, there is only one possibility, that is, for ouyangwei. He checked. Ouyangwei also liked to go to Blues in the past and often went there.

However, it was three years ago, but he knew luo'er five years ago. The two men staggered the time and didn't meet each other, which made him meet Ziyi.

"What?" she didn't react at once. For a long time, there were only Fengming crane and Xiaowei in her world. She didn't think of anything.

"You said, did you go to the blues for ouyangwei?" Feng Minghe stretched out his hand and gently took Ziyi's waist. Ziyi couldn't stand stably. The whole person fell on his arm with his arm. He looked at her eyes and continued to ask her, "is it for ouyangwei?"

His voice was very light, but it seemed that he was trying to contain his anger.

The two people are very close. His breath spits on her face. The smell of men makes her heart suddenly disordered. Recently, she seems to be used to his existence. It seems that he stays in her cabin. It's like a home. It will give her an illusion, the illusion of a beautiful home. She likes it.

Her lips were dry. The tip of her tongue subconsciously licked her lips. She didn't know why he asked. However, she was really a little flustered. She wasn't the kind of woman who could lie very well, especially when Feng Minghe looked into her eyes like this, "ah he, yes, I hate him, so I want to find him. Ah he, can you help me find him?"

"Do you hate him?" he asked, with a mist in his eyes. The original jealousy that even he thought was mysterious was suddenly weaker at the moment.

"Yes, I hate him. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have miscarried five times. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't..." she suddenly shook her head out of control. She couldn't go on. Those past memories were the worst in her life. Don't, she won't remember those anymore.

"You hate him, don't you?" he murmured and looked at her tearful eyes and suddenly felt distressed. Her purplish red lips were right in front of her. The wet meaning licked by her made it strange and glittering. His mind flashed vaguely over the two nights when he was drunk. He asked her twice, but it was so unclear, He can't even remember how she became him.

The hand protruding around her waist began to add gravity, and even he couldn't control it. He hugged her to himself, "Ziyi..." she hated awei. Does that prove that there was no Ouyang Wei in her heart? He doesn't know, but he wants to try her feeling.

So his lips fell in the soft call.

With a soft and light touch, the woman trembled, "ah he..."

It was too late. His eyes were full of confusion when he looked at her. When the kiss fell, her body suddenly became hot. I don't know when, she had been used to his existence in her world.

So, the moment his kiss and fingers fell, there was only this handsome and evil man's face in her eyes, which made her unable to escape

The kiss is gentle, lingering like catkins, which permeates into her heart. Maybe she was wrong in the past. The more afraid she is to tell him that Miss Yi is her, the more hurt it is.

In fact, he can really be regarded as a good man, a man who is so infatuated with luo'er.

"Luo'er..." thinking of luo'er, she couldn't help reminding him that he was betraying luo'er.

"No, you're Yi'er, you're his wife." he murmured in his kiss, but she heard it clearly.

The voice of Yi'er, the voice of his wife, suddenly made her heart tremble, and then confused. He couldn't extricate himself from the kiss and excitement he woven for her.

She is really his nominal wife. They still have marriage certificates. Therefore, it is natural for him to want her like this.

In the lingering kiss, she is like a chocolate. It melts sweetly in the warmth of a man. He is really light.

This was the first time he asked her when he was awake. The previous two times were because he was drunk.

Ziyi thought she would resist his touch, but miraculously, she didn't feel any discomfort.

It's like she's really his wife.

Now, with such intimacy, he can no longer be her brother.

A very light and soft kiss has kissed away the scruples and sadness at the bottom of her heart. Since she survived, let's muddle along. She doesn't want to be so tired. Her tired heart is always painful. The pain makes her unable to sleep at midnight.

Just be happy when you live forever.

Moreover, she couldn't resist the excitement and warmth brought by the wind singing crane.

It turned out that he was nervous, too. This seemed to be the only man who would be nervous among her men. She suddenly remembered that in five years, there had been only two requests for sex in his man's world, and the third time was her.

Suddenly they are so distressed. In fact, they are also unfortunate people in the world.

Maybe she's destined not to have any more children. Now that she has Xiaowei, let it be.

Two hands lightly climbed up his neck. She kissed his lips back. The initiative made him stunned. Suddenly, she stopped all her actions, provoked her to rub like a cat, and whispered, "a crane..."

A crane suddenly woke him up again. Only then did he find that his action was short circuited and tried to hide the vibration of his body. The tip of his tongue hooked her clove, gently sucked it, and hooked her into his mouth.

Sucking and gnawing, he longed for everything about her like a drowning child.

At that moment, all he could think about was the woman in front of him. He forgot luo'er.

Too long story, five years of waiting, so long, so long that he doesn't know where to go.

Everyone is tired.

He's tired for lol.

She is tired for ouyangwei.

Suddenly I thought of Ouyang Wei. The strength of Fengming crane's hand increased unconsciously. The man let Ziyi give birth five times. I don't know how many times he wanted her. No, he wants to come back, all of them.

The kiss finally left her lips, her tongue, and fell on her smooth and full forehead, printing wet light marks, as if announcing to her that she belongs to him from now on.

"Wife, you are mine."

A wife is really a cup of confusion. She is really his wife.

Day by day, day by day, who is luo'er? She's a girl she doesn't know. She just wants to indulge in the current warmth. She's tired. She needs a harbor to stop her heart that she hasn't inhabited for a long time.

His hand fell on his back, and his nails scratched long marks, as if to respond to his kiss on her.

Her eyes, the tip of her nose, her cheeks, he licked her face like a wild animal. It was itchy and crisp hemp. The feeling of asking for something like treasure was like... Like... Her mind flashed awei for a moment, but only for a moment, and then the tongue and teeth falling on her earlobe scattered the man in her memory.

That was her most sensitive area. The wind singing crane sucked her earlobe as delicious as ice cream, which made her cling to his body more tightly.

"Ah he... Ah he..." for a long time, in fact, she has been used to him around her, or it is a habit, so let the habit continue.

One earlobe after another. When he sucked it carefully, she wrapped around his body like a dodder flower. When his kiss suddenly pulled away, she only felt the emptiness in an instant, but only for a moment. In a moment, the fall of his lips and teeth made her fall into the abyss of desire, and she could no longer extricate herself.

Wheezing, began to intensify. She couldn't stand his torture at the moment. "Ah he... Ah he..." she knew it was him.

He was not moved at all. The needs of the primitive instinct easily broke her remaining reserve and made her wild like a cat respond to his attack. She was not a lady, she was just Yang Ziyi.

The woman with thick smoke makeup is the rebellious woman she is most eager to be.

That night, she sank in the dark and only gave herself to the man on her.

Wanton moaning, she was never a good woman.

Everywhere, she kept fanning the flames, which soon filled her body with passion and desire. "Ah he, I want... I want..." when she shouted passionately, her wild cat like eyes wrote the enthusiasm that the wind singing crane can't finish reading.