Lucky to Have You Till the End

Mo Chiwei smoked two cigarettes outside, and the fire in his body gradually faded.

Every time I kissed that little woman, it was his ‘brother’ that hurt in the end.

Most of the time, he thought he was a pure-hearted person who didn't think much about women, but since he started eating meat, he has realized what it means to know the taste of the marrow.

Squeezing the cigarette butt, he turned and went into the cave.

The woman who ate the fruit fell asleep lying on the banana leaf, curled up with a slender body, with a pillow on the green silk, her palm-sized face was small and beautiful, and her pink and tender appearance made her feel pity.

She picked up the leather jacket she put aside, took out the wallet from the inside, and put it on her body.

Sitting aside, he opened his wallet and took out the picture that she had misunderstood.

The rough fingertips stroked the woman's face, her dark pupils became gloomy and condensed against the firelight.

After looking at the photo for a long time, he put it back in his wallet.

Lie down beside Tang Xinyan, his long arms passed under her neck and hugged her into his arms.

Xu felt warm, or liked the clear breath of his body, she drilled into his arms like a kitten, and muttered vaguely, "Dad, Yan Yan really wants to go back to childhood..."

Hearing her words, Mo Chiwei's deep eyes shrank like a pool, and some invisible emotions ooze from the bottom of them, and it was fleeting.

He doesn't want to remember some things, but it doesn't mean that they have forgotten. On the contrary, they are buried deep in the bones and painful!

...

Tang Xinyan fell asleep, and suddenly felt that she was in the stove, her whole body was sweating, and her skin seemed to be burned.

She thought it was on fire and opened her eyes suddenly.

What came into sight was a man's hard chest.

There was a few seconds of blankness and confusion in her mind. After the memory slowly returned, she looked at the man who held her in her arms.

The heat source that burned his skin in his sleep just now came from him.

She reached out and touched his forehead.

Heaven, the temperature is so high.

Scorching hands.

She pursed her lips. Before she recovered, the man with a high fever suddenly stunned her wrist.

It's not a normal buckle, but a lot of effort.

He looked like someone who had undergone some kind of rigorous training. When the strength was strong, she naturally couldn't resist it.

The wrist bone seemed to be broken in an instant.

She opened her mouth, and just about to cry out, the man who had closed his eyes opened his eyes sharply.

The dark eyes, which were as dark as ink, stared at her closely, like a beast in the grassland, shining with an extremely cold light.

Tang Xinyan winced at his eyes.

I don't know if it was her illusion, the look in his eyes at the moment, as if she was his bone-worn enemy.

His eyes were bloodshot, and under the light of the fire, it was very gloomy and terrifying.

Tang Xinyan squeezed her wrists as if she was about to break, her eye sockets were covered with painful mist, her eyebrows were twisted into a ball, "Michi Wei, you pinch me, let go, let go!"

But the man seemed to be in a state of nightmare and couldn't listen to her at all.

If this continues, her hands will be lost.

But she pushed and kicked, still no match for him.

The cold sweat on her forehead slipped from her face, and along with the fall, there were tears that she couldn't control her pain.

It snapped on the back of his hand.

Feeling the cold liquid, the man who lost his mind in the nightmare slowly wakes up.

Seeing what he was doing, his pupils shrank sharply.

Release her hand immediately.

Tang Xinyan retracted her hand and stepped back.

Looking at his eyes, he was alert and afraid.