Chapter 2317

The long-lost sweetness seemed to ignite Shang Qian's past memories in an instant.

In those moments of intimacy they have had countless times, they have found comfort and satisfaction in each other without any scruples.

He has always been fascinated by her, and once he touches her, he can't extricate himself.

He couldn't hide his inner longing, and he also faced up to his own obscene thoughts.

He has always restrained himself from such things and cared more about her feelings, but this time, because of the scene where she and Song Zhihe were together in the club, he seemed to be stimulated.

He couldn't be at peace, because he knew that if she got through this painful time, someone else would replace him.

The Su family invited Song Zhihe home for dinner, and allowed Song Zhihe, who had a good family background and appearance, to approach his daughter Su Nan, and let Song Zhihe pick up and drop off the children to and from school.

These are all Passover.

If everyone didn't tell the truth, he didn't dare to make a deeper guess about what it meant.

Because, you will be afraid, panic, and collapse.

Why should you give up your own happiness?

He quit!

The thorn in his heart was aching, like a cramp. He was stung by these thoughts, and subconsciously gasped.

He loosened her lips slightly and observed her carefully.

She tilted her head slightly, breathing slightly short of breath.

His eyes were a little blurred, his cheeks were flushed, and his lips were kissed so vividly.

Seeing that there was no disgust or resistance on her face, it was as if a boulder had fallen from his heart.

He lowered his head with soft eyebrows, a hundred times more gentle than before, and his thin lips gently pressed against her lips, and the delicate kiss seemed to be comforting and guilt for losing control just now.

He was so addicted to their intimacy that he didn't want to just let her go.

But he also knew that he couldn't do anything to force a woman.

So when he wanted it the most, he gently kneaded her delicate waist, and kissed her ear side in a low voice, as if to coax her:

"Su Nan, baby, tell me, what do you want most now?"

He knew she wanted to too, but he wanted to hear her say it.

Su Nan has no ability to pick up her sanity at all.

She was stunned by Shang Qian's sudden move.

Dizzy up and down, not knowing how to react.

There was a long river and huge waves between them a second ago, but at this moment they are embracing each other.

Is it too fast and too sudden?

She'd always felt they owed an honest conversation.

Even if you didn't cry bitterly when you met, you should tell each other's difficulties tenderly.

They should understand each other's vacancy during this period, and then gradually resume the previous intimacy.

Today's actions are not like what Shang Qian can do.

But he did it, he came, and saved many steps at once.

Push him away?

She couldn't bear it.

Deep in her heart, she was looking forward to it. She thought about everything about him, and could deeply feel that there was no alienation between them.

They are still two of the most in love in the world.

But his eyes suddenly blurred and fell on the ground in the distance.

The shattered glass reflected the cold light.

She seemed to have withdrawn a bit of reason, but he knew how to tease her so well that she couldn't calm down at all. He bit her earlobe and urged her:

"Say, who am I?"

"Shang Qian."

She blurted out subconsciously, her breath slightly messy.

What Li Jeff, what cup, what Qi Rong, they were all forgotten by her.

The turbulent kiss swept over again, wishing to rub her into his body, so hard and unforgettable.

She lost even half of her strength to resist, and was taken away by him, with her hands lightly resting on his shoulders.

Shang Qian's fingertips hooked on her buttons, his Adam's apple rolled violently for a moment, and a lingering darkness appeared in his eyes.

Her bright cheeks are blush and charming, which makes people want to stop.

"Baby, say you love me?"

His voice was deep and rough, with a strained tone.

This is his home, this is his wife.

He wants to come back in a fair way.

Song Zhihe's appearance was just a coincidence, more because he didn't want to hide anymore.

Even if she will dislike him and hate her in the future.

But at least for now, she wanted him.

Every moment she wants him, he should be there for her.

Let's talk about the future. If she really gets tired of being like this one day, she can just get out at that time.

At least his narrow escape in the past few years was earned by stealing.

He deserves it!

He couldn't appear in front of her indifferently and be a stranger as if nothing had happened.

From the moment he met her, even his life was hers.

Su Nan took a low breath, her eyes were reddish, her eyes seemed to be soaked in water, and she couldn't speak out the grievances in her eyes.

He came back suddenly, why should she say that she loves him first?

Why didn't he say it?

She tightly grasped his shoulders, her fingertips turned white, she swallowed and hid in his chest, but refused to speak.

Shang Qian domineeringly kissed her cheek and tears, distress and guilt swept all his reason.

God made a joke with him, and he came back without a doubt.

After such a long time, the days felt like years, and he really wanted to make up for all the absences.

This kind of kiss was just the tip of the iceberg's desire in his heart.

His steps were unsteady, and he turned in one direction while kissing her.

Before she knew it, he took her to the master bedroom.

When Su Nan realized that she was in the room, she suddenly thought of the bottles of medicine on the bedside.

The color of her face faded in an instant, and she was about to push him away to cover up something.

But he made a big move and accidentally kicked his leg.

Shang Qian snorted, his complexion was paler than hers, and he gasped in pain.

He gently stroked the back of her head, and coaxed her softly in a low voice:

"Don't move, my leg hurts."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Su Nan didn't even dare to move.

There was a trace of success in his eyes.

He lowered his head, kissed her lips, and lit the fire on her body.

He didn't get the answer he wanted, as if he didn't give up:

"Baby, say you love me..."

He urged her, put her on the bed, looked down at her, interlocked his fingers with her, his eyes were dark, so deep that he couldn't see the bottom.

He slightly let go of her lips, and got a chance to breathe. Su Nan didn't want to lose so quickly.

As soon as the desire to win and lose came up, even if she ignored the current ambiguity, she looked at Shang Qian, whose shirt was messy and showed his delicate collarbone, and she lost a little bit of confusion.

He seemed to expect her reaction would not be so cheap for himself.

So he simply unbuttoned his shirt, with a wide back and a narrow waist, his abdominal muscles are smooth, and his body without a trace of fat is infinitely imaginative.

He put her hand on his waist, kissed her shoulder, with lazy and wanton eyes:

"Don't you like my waist the most? You hug it..."

"Want it?"

"Um?"

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