Wu Jiang suddenly lowered his head and gave her a fierce kiss on her lips. However, in the dark, he gave her a wrong kiss and knocked her lips on her delicate nose.

"Er..." Wen Xi snorted in pain.

Wujiang kisses her recklessly, hands holding her face in the dark, and finally feels the right position. At the moment, he locks her lips recklessly and kisses her deeply.

Like thousands of years of repression, Wujiang kisses wildly, turning all emotions into excitement.

He sealed his lips. Wenxi didn't cry for help any more. The heat on his lips was completely different from Wenchi's. she could hardly remember the smell of kissing him.

This time, all the good memories swarmed in.

He took her from the orphanage;

He gave her the life of a beloved little princess;

He sat in the rose garden and watched her take care of the flowers;

He told her that he would wait until she graduated from University

……

"The stream."

She heard him gasping with passion, just as many years ago.

In the dark, Wenxi clings to him. People are pushed back a few steps. Wujiang's body sinks down, and she falls down at the entrance of the tent. The whole person is pushed onto the soft blanket by Wujiang

Even if nothing can be seen, Wujiang can calculate all the positions accurately.

Wujiang's kisses fell all over the place, and her strong hands tore at her clothes in the dark.

Wen Xi was emotional, and his breath was rapid. His voice was confused and he called, "brother Jiang..."

With this sound, Wujiang stopped all her movements. Her strong body on her delicate body was shocked and fell to the side

Her body, suddenly lost all his temperature.

"Brother Jiang..." Wen Xi touched his hand in the dark, his voice trembling, with all the begging, "brother Jiang..."

Don't do like that.

Don't touch her. She knows that she's already too dirty to have any qualifications. Just these three days, just these three days, I'll be with her without any scruples. Isn't that ok?

"You're married."

Wujiang voice cold, shake off her hand, sit up from the dark, according to the memory position to touch the flashlight, "I found the flashlight."

"Don't turn on the light --"

Wenxi cried out in panic, like a frightened cat.

Just out of light, she called; Now turn on the light is also called?!

Wujiang lights up the flashlight and the light in the tent. As soon as he turns his head, he sees Wenxi sitting there, anxiously putting his scarf around his neck and nervously hugging his clothes.

“……”

The scarf didn't cover her whole neck, leaving a gap. Wujiang saw the purple mark on it.

"Are you hurt?" Wu Jiang asked.

Wenxi tied up his neck with a scarf. After breathing, he said, "it's just a bruise."

Wu Jiang stares at her. For the first time, he doesn't take the initiative to shift his eyes. He just asks, "why did he just shout for help?"

……

Smell speech, Wen Xi Zheng under, immediately weak ground voice, "I... afraid of the dark."

"Afraid of the dark, afraid to call for help?" Wujiang didn't believe her.

No one would react so violently to the darkness.

"Yes." Wenxi said with some force, but he didn't know who he was trying to persuade. She stared at Wujiang with her eyes full of expectation, "brother Jiang, will you accompany me? I'm afraid of the dark. I'm really afraid of the dark. "

“……”

A voice in his mind desperately clamoring to refuse, clamoring to leave.