Wen churan was surprised. He still had consciousness?!

Just wanted to get up, but the thin waist was firmly fastened by the man's palm and couldn't move at all.

The two bodies are close to each other. Even if they are separated from the clothes, they seem to rub a hot spark, and the temperature around them is also rising unconsciously.

"Sheng Shimo, you release me first?!"

The man would not listen to her, but made more efforts, just like during the day, to knead her into bone and blood.

Wen churan wants to struggle, but before she takes any action, she suddenly feels that a man has buried his head in her neck socket.

Her body shook violently.

Again

This man is clearly the king above, but every time he comes to her, he will use this child's posture to soften her heart and make her helpless.

How mean!

Wen churan wants to push him away. As soon as his finger touches the back of his head, he listens to his stuffy mouth, a little drunk.

"I miss you very much... These five years... Miss you very much..."

Because of his hoarse voice, his words sound like deep feelings, and also like the memory he has hidden for many years. If the aroma of wine on his body is as thick and mellow.

Wen churan's heart seemed to be hit, and his movements became stiff.

The man whispered and almost begged, "let's start over... Wen churan, we can start over..."

Again and again, as if he would stop only if she promised.

Seeing the invincible man in ordinary days, when he came to his face, he was as soft as cotton, and even made such a poor plea from his mouth, which woman could not be soft hearted.

Compared with the soft heart, warm primary dyeing is more helpless.

After a moment of silence, she spilled a sigh from the corner of her mouth and said, "I thought I had made it clear to you during the day. We can't start over, it's impossible! Do you want me to be so straightforward? I'll tear my face with you now and leave with a small milk can now. Can you believe it? "

"Why not..." the man asked.

Hearing this question, Wen churan couldn't help sneering. "Why? Why on earth? Don't you know? "

"Can't you... Give me another chance?" Men plead like children, with a sad voice, like a trace of crying.

Wen churan hasn't seen this man cry, or even see a flicker of tears under his eyes.

Who could have thought that he, who is always superior, arrogant and despises all sentient beings, would one day be as low as dust.

It's like losing the whole world.

Even so, Wen churan shook his head ruthlessly, "no, No."

She said it again and again. She didn't know whether to tell it to men or to strengthen her heart.

"In the prime of time, Mo, I gave you a chance. Since I was pregnant, I came all the way to country V, regardless of other people's opposition, regardless of other people's eyes, or even regardless of everything. I gave you a chance. Unfortunately... You threw away this opportunity yourself. So... There's no second time. "

After listening to the last sentence, Sheng Shimo's body couldn't stop trembling, and soon returned to calm, like falling into dead silence.

Indeed

He did throw it away himself.

Some things, thrown away, will never be picked up again