My uncle, take it easy

"I thought three years would make her forget you and give me a chance to enter her heart, but no matter in the past or now, I have been standing in a distant place and can't get close to her at all. And you, even if you are thousands of miles away, what she does is to think of you. " Qin Yifei sighed with a bitter smile.

"Xiaofei -" Huo Shuqing called.

"Well, I've finished what I have to say, and I know all I want to know." Qin Yifei got up and walked by Huo Shuqing. "No matter what happens in the future, please love her! If you let her down, you'll kill her! " With that, Qin Yifei went out without looking at him any more.

It seems that the rain outside doesn't mean to stop at all.

Qin Yifei didn't hold an umbrella. He picked up his collar and ran to his car in the rain. Huo Shuqing found that the car next to his car belonged to Qin Yifei.

Su fan in the dressing room, thinking of the two people outside, thinking of Huo Shuqing, seeing her and Qin Yifei's embrace, is nervous. After all, she and he have just met again. In the past three years, a lot of things have happened to them, but they haven't participated in them. It's almost difficult to say that they can be as close as they used to be and that even one expression and one look can convey one's heart. She is very clear that these three years are like a fracture zone in the course of their lives. They must fill these cracks before they can move on.

However, what would he think of her and Yifei's hug? He is such a possessive person——

Su fan's mind is in a mess, and he has no energy to take off his wedding dress.

However, at this time, the door of the dressing room suddenly opened. From the inside mirror, she saw Huo Shuqing coming in!

As soon as she turned around, he locked the door of the dressing room and walked slowly to her, rubbing her arm with his fingers and kissing her forehead with his lips.

His body, surrounded by a strong chill, Su fan seems to be able to feel the chill from his whole body. She put her arms around him and buried her face in his arms.

Huo Shuqing gently stroked her long hair and said nothing.

She closed her eyes and held him like this. This hug seems to be a little unreal. She tries to pursue the feeling of the past, but she can't remember what it used to be.

For a long time, he gently released her, took her hands and looked at her seriously.

"How beautiful He said, covering her face with his fingers.

She closed her eyes as his fingers ran over her eyebrows.

His lips trembled, a little bit closer to her.

Huo Shu couldn't remember clearly in the early morning what her dream bride looked like, and whether he had imagined what she would be like when she became his bride.

Is he old or won't he dream?

She opened her eyes, and his features, in her eyes more and more close.

His breath, disorderly Lingering between her lips and teeth, stirred her throbbing heart. His fingers, gently brushing her bare arm, she can even feel the texture of his fingertips.

Su fan closed his eyes and stood on tiptoe.

The skirt of the wedding dress was too big and thick. He was a little tired of this design, and his breathing became frenzied.

"Girl, do you still love me?" He asked, rubbing his lips against her hot cheek.

"I love you." Her answer was clear.

"You can only have me in your heart. Can you do it?" His hand, a little bit to grasp the wedding dress wide skirt, road.

She was forced by him step by step to the mirror, there was no way to escape, and she did not want to escape.

"Huo Shuqing, love me! Love me, she whispered, putting her arms around his neck.

"Forget everyone, Sufan, only remember me!" He nibbled and ordered in her ear.

Tears rolled down from her eyes, cold lips kissing his face.

"Huo Shuqing, let me be your bride, OK? How are you Her hand, tugging at his clothes, whispered.

White wedding dress, that hand sewn decoration was pulled on the ground, a drop of bright red blood fell on the skirt of the wedding dress, blooming a gorgeous flower.

The whole banyan city is shrouded in the heavy rain, and the small dressing room of the wedding dress shop is warm as spring.

His breath, disorderly Lingering between her lips and teeth, stirred her throbbing heart. His fingers, gently brushing her bare arm, she can even feel the texture of his fingertips.

Su fan closed his eyes and stood on tiptoe.

The skirt of the wedding dress was too big and thick. He was a little tired of this design, and his breathing became frenzied.

"Girl, do you still love me?" He asked, rubbing his lips against her hot cheek.

"I love you." Her answer was clear.

"You can only have me in your heart. Can you do it?" His hand, a little bit to grasp the wedding dress wide skirt, road.

She kept nodding, tears streaming out of her eyes.

His lips and tongue, gently sucking on her face, swallowed her tears into her mouth.

She loved him so much, but the time of parting was too long, which made her forget how to love him and how it felt to be loved by him, even though they were together last night.

His hand, more and more hot, she felt the temperature of his palm.

Sufan never thought that such a thing would happen one day. However, the white wedding dress set off the growth of her inner devil, who was her infatuation with him and her desire for him. This kind of blazing emotion has been completely suppressed in the past three years and can't wake up at all.

For Huo Shuqing, as a man over 40 years old, he has never had such an experience. However, because of the white wedding dress, he becomes more and more crazy.

She was forced by him step by step to the mirror, there was no way to escape, and she did not want to escape.

The skirt of the wedding dress was dragged on the floor, but he lifted it up.

Her back is attached to the cold mirror, but the coolness is instantly dispelled by the boiling blood.

"I like you in your wedding dress. I like to see you in your wedding dress, baby." He whispered in her ear, as if back to the past.

She couldn't say anything. When she felt his fingers enter her, she closed her eyes and grasped his arm tightly.

The light in the dressing room was not very bright, but her shy and intoxicated look fell into his eyes and ignited his last insistence!

He bit her earlobe and gasped heavily.

"How's it going? Is it comfortable? " He asked.

She shook her head. She could never stand his provocation, but she didn't want to be captured by him so soon.

"Bad girl!"

"Say, comfortable?" He asked again.

She was still silent and clenched her lips.

His lips, all of a sudden stick up, the tip of the tongue forced to pry open her closed teeth.

"Answer me, girl!" His voice was dumb, with a complete appeal.

She closed her eyes and nodded.

"I want to listen to you. I want to listen to you!"

"Shu, comfortable." she heard these words, but she couldn't believe she could speak them.

"Do you want me? Girl, do you want it? " He bit her earlobe and continued to ask.

Want, want!

The whole body boiling blood is telling her the answer, but how can she say it?

Suddenly, the body empty, she opened her eyes, but in front of his wet fingers, suddenly shy.

Then, however, he put those two fingers on his mouth and licked them. She grew up.

"You, how do you --" her voice was hoarse.

"You are so sweet!" He said.

As soon as the voice fell, her lips were close to his, and the tip of her small tongue ran into his mouth like a flexible fish.

He hugged her tightly, wanted to embed her in his body, wanted her to be with him forever!

Between the entanglement of lips and tongue, thousands of feelings linger.

Her face, pasted on the cold mirror, the face is too hot, more and more let her feel the cold mirror.

And the people behind her, holding her waist tightly with both hands, staring at her lover in the mirror.

From time to time, as in the past, she was lost in his strong comfort, and the past was pieced together in her mind.

It rained all the time. When Sufan went out, a cold wind came. Her face was still flushed, so she felt more and more cold and sneezed several times. People around her hold her and hold her umbrella on top of her head. She looked up at him. His expression was so gentle in the night that she drowned.

He bowed his head, gently kiss her hair, her face instantly more hot, just a scene immediately came to mind, quickly lowered his head.

Huo Shuqing didn't know what she thought. Looking at her shy expression, she was more and more pitiful.

He bit her ear gently and whispered "go home and settle the accounts". She glanced at him in a hurry. The look in his eyes was clear to her. It was a kind of unsatisfied meaning, but just think about it——

"Let's go." he hugged her and walked to the car step by step.

Su fan's heart was beating violently.

She snickered as he hugged her into the car. In fact, she has not changed, her heart will always be disordered for him, no matter in the past or now. Is she not promising or what, this man, as long as one of his eyes can easily dial disorderly her heartbeat.

The car, slowly moving, she leaned against his arms, his hand holding her.

When she looked up, she could see the faint smile in the corner of his mouth.

He's happy, too, isn't he?

She thought so, putting her head on his shoulder, the corners of her mouth twitching from time to time, and her scalp hurt. He was just too hard and completely out of control. After all, she hasn't accepted him for three years. Just now, she is still in pain. Even now, a certain position is still in pain from time to time.

However, men don't know that. Huo Shuqing turned her head slightly, and her lips would touch her forehead. Neither of them spoke, just nestled together quietly. You can search Baidu for the latest chapter of "Uncle chatting about jiutao novels (9txs. ORG)"! This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.