Use My Life For Your Happiness

The water hit my face, cold into the bone marrow, but this numb cold, but let me happy, here in April, the weather is still very cold, a hand over me to twist the water to one side, cold water into hot, too hot, hot I want to laugh.

He poured the bath milk into his palm, covered my face and rubbed it. It was a warm fragrance that made me want to laugh.

I turn back, strange man in the water gas face some confused, but damn good-looking. Tiptoe to bite his neck, he bowed his head, lips kiss each other, but also with the smell of bath liquid.

There was no room for me to think more. He held me in the bathtub, and his aggressive eyes softened a lot: "if you don't want to, let's play."

I giggled: "do you treat me as a fairy or an angel?"

"You said that." He looked at me with rapacious eyes.

He is no longer pitying for beauty and jade. He plundered him and wanted to eat me up. I think I really made a mistake. This is a wolf.

In fact, our relationship, there is no need to pity, I do not need who he is, he does not know who I am, just a night of trading, I am lonely, he needs.

From the bathing room to the sofa, from the sofa to the bed, I have been constantly forgetting who I am.