C61 Pain 2

He laughed. What a fascinating moment!

At this moment.

Yue Ming, Yue Ming, so this is how it is! You can bring me such unparalleled happiness and enjoyment.

Tonight, Qu Cunzi was untiring, again and again.

After an unknown period of time, he finally collapsed from exhaustion. The moment he closed his eyes, he immediately fell into a deep sleep.

She wasn't asleep.

Little Treasure had always been unable to wake up from his thunderstorm, but today his eyes were wide open.

His body was in pain, as if it had fallen apart.

Every inch of his body was deeply imprinted with his kiss.

Even she could feel that her entire body was bruised and bruised.

So much so that he lay on the bed. When he went up, he felt that the bed was very scary.

Moonlight came in through the window.

The leaves swayed and the flowers bloomed faintly.

It turned out that spring had come.

She was not distressed by the pain, nor was she ashamed. Even when he was infatuated with her, and intimately cried out "Yue Ming, Yue Ming" from her lips one after another, she didn't feel embarrassed at all …

His heart was dull, like a machine that had rusted long ago.

Li Xiaobao who had no heart or liver. Because they had never been loved, they were never afraid of harm.

She only glanced sideways at the man lying beside her. He slept poorly, sprawled on his back, and slept soundly with his big hands across her chest.

She took his hand away, but he turned over quickly and simply lay flat on her chest, his big hands outstretched, his fingers interlaced to hold hers tight.

She did not push him again.

Are the other men and women like this?

She didn't know.

However, it was certain that there were more than just couples in this world. Especially between husband and wife, a lot of them didn't care at all. What was good that couldn't be obtained was good, and what got there quickly grew tired of it.

Many couples are only nominal couples.

She is his love, isn't she?

He provided her with food and clothing so that she could get what she wanted.

Wasn't all of this the right thing to do?

Her purpose here, or the end of it, was the same, wasn't it?

Even though, during the most intense moment, he kept calling out, "Yue Ming …" "Yue Ming …"

She did not feel sad at all, nor did she feel disappointed.

A fair deal, this man wasn't wrong.

If it was something that could be bought with money, why use emotions?

So did she.

Calm and tired, she quickly fell asleep.

The morning sun rose.

The azaleas bloomed, the spring flowers bloomed, and Rose, dressed in all sorts of clothes, couldn't help but reveal her pink little face as she peeked into the world.

The tender yellow leaves of the wutong tree extended, and clusters of small flowers bloomed.

The Wutong Xuan was brimming with spring.

Qu Cunzi's eyelids twitched a few times.

It's hot.

It was very hot in his arms, and he was hugging a small, fire-like thing.

His body instinctively sank into the soft warmth.

His consciousness still wasn't clear, and in the midst of the haziness, his face that was like a crescent moon that had bloomed was shaking.

Yue Ming.

Yue Ming.

He suddenly went wild with joy. Such a warm body temperature, it must be Yue Ming.

His wish for many years was that one day, he would embrace her and wake up. Every day, when he opened his eyes, he would see the woman he loved the most. She was the most beautiful person in the world.

The curtains were thick, the sun could not yet penetrate them, and everything in the room was dim and dim.