Wearing a mask, fall into pure love

She really looks good. The hair is like floating clouds, the eyebrow is like a distant mountain, the nose is like hanging bile, and the lips are like peach blossoms. When the eyes that are closed at the moment are opened, they will be as bright as stars, reflecting the skin like lanolin jade, moistening white and surpassing snow.

Why didn't he find her so beautiful?

No, I should ask, why did he finally find her beauty now?

He thinks he knows why. The shock just made him finally think about the problem. In other words, he was finally forced to face the mood that he had already realized.

That mood, before he named it desire.

Yes, that's desire, and the cause of desire is

Yes.

His heart throbbed at the thought of the word.

How long has he not had such a feeling? He has long forgotten what kind of feeling it is, and even thinks he has lost the ability to feel it.

But unexpectedly, his heartbeat was disordered again because of this woman.

He couldn't help stroking her face, rubbing his fingers back and forth, feeling the layers of throbbing brought to him by her smooth skin.

The sleeping moon Mu Chen tooted his mouth like a baby, and then pasted it to the palm of his hand.

His heart moved and the whole person seemed to freeze.

I don't know how long later, he finally couldn't help the temptation. He bent over and left a shallow kiss on her lips. He wanted to leave immediately, but her lips seemed to have magic. Once touched, they were deeply attracted.

He stayed on her lips and wondered why every time she made him feel more reluctant than ever before?

The moon Mu Chen in his sleep seemed to feel something. His eyebrows were slightly frowned, but his lips were not fortified, but slightly relaxed.

He took a deep look at her, then no longer restrained himself, picked up her face and kissed her deeply.

He deceives himself no more.

He likes her.

He just likes her.

She was in danger and he was angry because he liked it.

She traced him to acting because she liked it.

She likes others. He is out of control because he likes them.

Perhaps this kind of love, long ago, as early as the time when they met by fate, had quietly begun to take root and sprout, and he, a childish emotional idiot, didn't understand this until now.

All kinds of things she had done for him came to mind. His heart was intertwined with regret and pity, which made his kiss more disorganized.

The heart in his chest was beating violently. He really wanted to peel off the vital signs monitoring chip implanted in his body, so that no one could see his real feelings for her.

So she won't be in any danger.

But let him indulge himself now. This is the last time.

After tonight, he will have to close his feelings. No, he should escape his feelings.

He was afraid that he could not help hurting her. Only by escaping could he prevent her from further involvement in the crisis ridden spy network and further harm.

He is a man without tomorrow.

He doesn't deserve feelings.

He should wake up.

Chi Yi forces himself to let go of Yue Muchen.

In the dim light, yuemuchen's pretty face flushed, but he had already reacted to his kiss.

Chi Yi quickly put aside his eyes, suddenly got up and pulled the wound on his hip. The pain numbed his scalp all the way, but he walked straight to the bed without looking back.

But the sofa was opposite the bed. When he got into bed, he still couldn't avoid the figure that pulled his heartstrings.

I don't know when she had such a great influence on him. Even if he forced himself to avoid, even a faint touch of the remaining light could make him stunned.