C300 First heart-to-heart 16

I want her.

Just like how he had wanted her countless times in the past.

It was just like back then when he could only sleep soundly until dawn by her side.

Little Treasure, you don't know, but all these years I've been tired of those beautiful fake dolls.

No matter how lifelike they are, they can't compare to you.

They will never have the temperature that can be transmitted, the heat of the embrace, the excitement of life. Love and softness.

They would not have the calm warmth and harmony of the two he remembered, or the calm warmth of joy together.

All these years, the reason why he couldn't forget her, wasn't it to a large extent because he longed for this scene that was the most fundamental of love?

God knows how many nights he had waited for this moment when his longing was about to explode? How could he bear to let go?

"Little Treasure …" "I love you …"

The rising temperature of his body nearly scorched her.

She woke with a start.

"Let me go …" Qu Cunzi, you are crazy … "Let go …"

The next moment, he lowered his head and firmly sealed her cries.

Her moist lips, snow-white teeth, and smooth and exquisite face had just tasted it when that familiar, sweet feeling returned … That was the smell of Little Treasure, the smell of her lying in the rose petals, the smell of her black hair, the smell of her long eyelashes, her big, dark eyes … This was the feeling he had when he was chasing after her and playing around …

"Little Treasure, do you know what price you have to pay? "These are the gloves that you broke. Of course, you have to use them all by yourself …"

"Little Treasure, when you're by my side, you're not allowed to wear pants, it's so that I can wear pants whenever I need to …"

He was overwhelmed by this vivid memory, and for some reason, for many years, he had been obsessed with that familiar body — or perhaps it was the warmth of her body.

He wasn't a righteous man in the first place, and now that evil thoughts had come, how could he bear it? The longing for her for so long was like a flood that had been released from a sluice, uncontrollable...

Her weak strength was completely unable to contend against his powerful arms, and her entire body was coquettish in his embrace. Small as a piece of cake. It took little effort for him to hold her firmly by her red lips, to turn the eager taste into a passionate attack, and soon her face was red with lack of oxygen.

However, he had no intention of letting go of her.

Xiao Bao, Xiao Bao, since Mu Qiaozhi's heart changed, I won't stop.

This is a chance God has given me.

It's God that brings us together.

It is the Lord who will grant me my solitude.

Mu Qiaozhi doesn't love you anymore, can't I still love you?

Little Treasure, I will definitely use my entire life to make up for the pain you've suffered.

He loved her so much that he kissed her to death.

She was stunned. The reason why she was so weak was definitely not because of excitement. She had completely forgotten herself. On the contrary, she felt despair — not because she tried to beg him for help, but because she had seen a chasm between her and Qiao Zhi.