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I'm so tired. I really don't want to deal with him! I don't want to talk to him! Don't want to be close to him! I don't want to do those shameful things with him!

However, subconsciously, she clearly felt that most of his return must be for that!

Disappointing feelings, she doesn't want to be trapped!

She won't make the same mistake again. Now she is not careful with her feelings, but picky. She would rather be absent than excessive. Turning around is her choice now! Once bitten by a snake, she has been afraid of the well rope for ten years. She is afraid, and she can't afford to lose. If she forgets something three years ago and does it again, she is really afraid that she will completely collapse and can't get up again.

Maybe God is too good to her. Love is doomed to be incomplete.

Then she took a small sample of perfume and sprayed all over her body. When she suddenly recovered, she realized that there was a faint fragrance of jasmine in her nose, and it smells good.

"Does it work?"

After saying something, she shook her head. His obsession with cleanliness is obviously hypocritical in terms of mood. Maybe he will blow her to take a bath!

This method is unreliable!

"Yes!"

With a flash of light, Rino turned and went out, found a piece of ultra-thin sanitary cotton from his bag, and then picked up the hair dryer and blew his hair.

At this time, Feng Yimo was still looking for food in the refrigerator downstairs. Finally, he took the leftover cake that he didn't know when to buy, got hot, chewed half a ham and padded his stomach.

Back to the room, Feng Yimo washed it, brushed his teeth, and then came out. Someone who was still cleaning the maintenance products had rolled to the bed and rolled up the quilt.

Looking at the curled up mass on the bed, Feng Yimo's eyebrows frowned unconsciously. He always felt that there was something wrong, and he couldn't say it.

Seeing that the time was approaching twelve o'clock, he also cleaned up and went to bed.

Lying down, someone is completely unconscious, maintaining the original position of some distance. Reaching out, Feng Yimo fished her:

"What's the matter? Is it uncomfortable?" How did you come back without saying a word?

Wriggling, Rino mumbled and shook his head: "a little tired, so sleepy..."

Just about to say something, a pungent smell came, turned around and sneezed: "a sneeze!"

Instead, he smoked a napkin and covered his nose and got used to it. "Where can I get such a bad perfume?"

What else do you spray at night?

Sitting up, as before, Rino raised his hand and sniffed his arm: "I'll sleep on the sofa!"

She can't wait!

Affectation! Affectation! Such a noble man is not suitable for her!

Turning over, she picked up the pillow, raised her hand, and Feng Yimo directly clasped her waist: "that's not what I mean..."

I think women usually wear perfume at night, mostly to please men.

Although the smell did make him a little uncomfortable, he was inexplicably happy at the thought, and his tone slowed down unconsciously:

"Maybe it's too strong. I was a little bit out of sorts, but I still love the subtle smell of your body, better than any perfume!"

Lowering his head, he dropped a soft kiss on her fragrant shoulder.

But these words did not make Rino happy. Obviously, he had hated the smell of her before; Clearly, the fragrance of Jasmine can be smelled everywhere in this home——

Men's words are all nonsense and deceptive! His words are just like that scum. He can praise people to heaven with sweet words, and he can count them all one day!

Secretly twisted his thigh, the past, Rino still pressed down his ups and downs of emotion, trying to make his hopes and feelings fade slowly.

She pulled out her pillow and put it back in place. Feng Yimo stroked her hair, bowed her head, gave her a deep kiss, hugged her soft body, and couldn't help feeling something.

His action is domineering and gentle. It always makes people feel a kind of strength and aestheticism, which makes people unconsciously fall into it. Even if his heart strongly suggests to restrain his feelings, Rino still succumbed to his affectionate and superb kiss, and relaxed himself physically and mentally——

Until she climbed up, opened her eyes and raised her hand, she stopped him:

"No, today... No!"

The head shook like a cold beat. In fact, Rino also tried to suppress the desire in her heart. In fact, this kind of thing did not make her get to the dirty as she had imagined. At least, in her memory, being with him, even at this moment, her heart was more happy and eager than unhappy.

However, she was afraid of her own degradation, lost her mind and finally failed.

Don't open your eyes. She said, "something happened today... Inconvenient!"

"What's up?" How long has she been here? Why is she here again?

Hearing the doubt of his tone, Rino explained to himself: "maybe the body is not normal recently, endocrine disorders... I'm sorry!"

I don't know why she said these three words, but when she realized it, she blurted it out. Moreover, she was still very uncomfortable:

The feeling of opening your eyes and telling lies is actually not very good!

"Fool, it's not your fault!"

Although Feng Yimo is really going to smoke in the fire, he is a winner of ideas. He has desire, but he will not be driven by desire. Lowering his head, he kissed her on the forehead, hugged her and didn't dare to move again.

After a while, he said, "I'll take a shower!"

Obviously he felt his strong need, and the sound of running water came, but Rino felt tortured and couldn't help sighing again:

Why do you suddenly feel so guilty?

Soon, Feng Yimo came out. That night, he still slept with her all night——

The next day, Feng Yimo habitually opened his eyes, and the Bank of his body was empty again!

When he got up, his face was really not very good-looking: so early again?

An unknown fire suddenly rushed to his heart, making him unhappy all over. He opened the quilt, sealed it with desert, and found a piece of paper on the bedside table:

[husband, I'm busy recently. I have a meeting. Let's go first! Breakfast, cover you in a cage, cool yourself and heat yourself!]

Juan Xiu's handwriting was followed by a hand drawn smiling face.

In an instant, Feng Yimo's lips smiled. He got up and washed. He went to the restaurant and saw the fried dough sticks, steamed stuffed buns, side dishes and soybean milk on the table. His dead face finally became popular. Of course, he never dreamed that this rich breakfast was only the compensation given by Li Nuo because of the "lie" last night.

After a nice meal and answering the phone, he got up and went out of the door——