Murong Mian only felt that the place she had kissed was very hot. His body was trembling slightly. Ji Mianmian's words made his heart seem to be split.

Ji Mianmian raised his head and looked at Murong Mian: "I need you to answer me personally, you will not leave again."

Murong Mian picked up her face and said, "no more."

Ji Mianmian hugged his neck: "I don't care what you want to do, I don't care about you, no matter what You can't leave me... "

She was really scared. Looking back on the past year, it was unbearable.

"When you are not here, I dare not sleep or close my eyes. I can't sleep all night. No matter how much the air conditioner is turned on, I feel cold. I feel as if I am empty."

Ji Mianmian needs to let him know how much she cares about him. Although he is by her side now, she is still uneasy.

Just like the woman who appears today, she doesn't know who she is, and she doesn't want to care.

However, she knew that this woman might take him away again.

Ji Mian dare not think, if Murong Mian left, what would she do?

Probably, she's going to collapse.

Murong Mian listens to Ji Mianmian's experience in the past year. Those words are like fine salt sprinkled on the cut heart. He hugs Ji Mianmian tightly. All the words can only be changed into three words: "sorry..."

Ji Mianmian shook his head: "I tell you this, not to let you say sorry, you are not sorry for me, you are very good to me, no one in the world can love me like you, I say this knowledge to tell you, I am very fragile, I care about you, I love you very much."

This is the first time for Ji Mianmian to tell him directly that she likes him and loves him.

Whether he is Ye Shaoguang or murongmian, she doesn't care. They are the man she loves.

Murong Mian's body suddenly trembles, turns over and presses Ji Mianmian on her body, holding her face and kissing her.

His kiss was lingering, intense and domineering. When he heard those three words from his favorite woman, he had no way to express his excitement.

Murong Mian has been repeating the name of Ji Mian.

"Mianmian Cotton... "

He called over and over again. It was the mark of his heart and the belief of his whole life.

Ji Mianmian gasped: "if you dare to leave me again, I will hate you, really! And I won't love you any more. "

Murong Mian's face suddenly darkened, "how dare you..."

Ji Mianmian hung his arm around his neck and asked, "do you want to try?"

The next second, Murong Mian really tried, Ji Mianmian pressed his hand: "don't come, you can't..."

The ear was bitten, warm breathing into the cochlea: "say no to a man, do you know what that means?"

Ji Mianmian has been unable to answer, where does she still have the mind to think about this question.

Her mind was full of: is he really fit for it? Is this too intense? She's dying. How can he still have strength?

After the exercise, Ji Mianmian is lying on the bed, rubbing his aching waist, and is pressed by his sweating hair against his cheek. The blush on his cheek has not yet subsided. His eyes are wet, bright and moving, and his back is always touched by his big hands, itchy and comfortable.

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