Injured will not cry now she well cry for a while, cry out, the heart will be better.

Ye Jian really understood that just because she understood why, she would be more sad and sad.

When she returned to Shuikou village at the age of 19 in her last life Uncle Gen is gone.

Ye Jian, who did not even cry, saw two lines of tears gushing out of her eyes, flowing through her cheeks, dropping from her beautiful jaw, holding the white tissue in her palm, and crying silently, till Xia Jinyuan, who was driving, felt hurt.

The car drove out of Anyang City and entered the provincial highway entrance. There was no neon light shining on the car and suddenly fell into darkness. Xia Jinyuan subconsciously wanted to turn on the interior light. He raised his hand and heard Ye Jian's voice hoarse: "no need to turn on the light, I'm ok, just cry."

In front of her eyes, a black leaf Jane wiped away her tears with a paper towel. Her nose was red, and she lowered her head gently. Her thin shoulders were so sad that they had collapsed.

Xia Jinyuan pressed his lips tightly and said softly: "the natural law of life, old age and death cannot be avoided by anyone. And now it's just not very good. There's no other bad news. Have a good sleep. I need you to drive in three hours. "

Only in this way can she sleep for a while and have the energy to face everything.

The nose cried until it was a little blocked, and Ye Jian took a breath lightly, revealing that she was not vulnerable at ordinary times. Some didn't want to talk. She nodded gently. A person leaned against the door and closed her eyes. She was silent even when she was silent.

Xia Jinyuan can't see her like this. Turn the steering wheel to the left and stop by the side of the road. Qingjun pushes the diameter of the door to get off the car.

Hearing the movement, Ye Jian opened her eyes and saw Xia Jinyuan go around the front of the car. The dazzling lights were shining on his figure, and she could clearly see that Junya's face was tense.

Ye Jian can't help but sit and stand, watch him go to his side, and then open the door.

"What's the matter? Is not... " Before he finished speaking, he held his hand and listened to his low voice: "get out of the car, Ye Jian."

When Ye Jian got down from the car with swollen eyes, he grabbed her waist before she could stand still and held her directly in her arms. "I want to kiss you now. You can open your eyes and look at me, or you can choose to close your eyes and feel me."

What?!

Ye Jian, who cried until her brain was a little dizzy, didn't keep up with his rhythm. The fresh breath on the man's body came over her head, too late to think about anything, and didn't guess why he suddenly had this move. Her lips had been kissed.

The late wind at night is not as hot as the day. It blows in a cool way. When he kisses Ye Jianjiu, who is unable to breathe, he tightens his T-shirt. The tip of his foot is fully balanced and bears his fierce kiss.

The mouth cavity is swept by the tip of his flexible tongue, then sucks the lip, occasionally curls up her tongue and plunders her breath with bullying.

Ye Jian, who has never been kissed like this, leans all over his arms and holds his T-shirt tightly with both hands to avoid slipping away.

I don't know how long I kissed him, but when he let go, Ye Jian saw a mist in front of her eyes. She raised her mist eyes and looked at him in confusion What's the matter with you? "

So ferocious kisses her, kisses the lips to all faint ache.

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