Ye Jue Mo looked at Yan Xi ruo's bright eyes with a layer of mist, and his eyebrows picked slightly, "do you want me to go with you?"

Yan Xiruo's thick long eyelashes trembled, and she said the most real idea in her heart, "of course, I want you to go with me, but you didn't think of the past. I'm afraid that Maureen and Mrs. Charles will take advantage of the opportunity to play tricks when they know about it Night Jue Mo slightly squinted under the dark eyes, "the woman who wants to hit you at the airport?"

Yan Xiruo nodded, "it's her."

"If that's the case, I'll consider going with you." His handsome, indignant face approached her, his eyelashes, which were longer than those of a woman, swept over her skin, her chest throbbed uncontrollably, and her breath tightened.

Before she could say anything, he added, "what if I don't go and you get beaten? She's a princess there, after all

Yan Xiruo's eyes were moved by tears, "are you starting to care about me now?"

Ye Jue Mo looks at the woman close at hand. Her clean and clear eyes show an expression that can melt people's hearts. He seems to be bewitched. His fingers can't help touching his white and fair face. His fingertips slide into her hair and gently hold her small face.

She looked at him with a slightly bewildered look and her heart beat like a drum.

His ear is very red, looking at her eyes, very deep, also very hot.

She didn't lose her memory. She had two more children. She had some emotional experience. Naturally, she knew what he was looking at her now.

"Can I not call you Mister Yee or Jue Mo?" Her voice trembled.

He did not answer her, hot lips, directly kiss her soft lips.

She was right. When his body touched her, it seemed that there was a memory. Everything was so natural.

Yan Xiruo's heart leaped wildly.

He didn't leave her lips until each other was running out of oxygen.

He didn't make any further action. He lay down on her side and stretched out his long arm to hold her in his arms. His handsome face was buried in her neck.

She held him back, her hands clinging to his strong arms.

She patted him on the back, "actually You don't have to bear it... "

His voice was hoarse. "You hurt your waist. Don't worry."

She was a little embarrassed and embarrassed at his words.

Now in front of him, she seems to have become a caesium woman.

"I'm not in a hurry." She punched him on the back with her fist, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help laughing.

Does this mean that he likes her again?

Although the beginning of cold, but get along with, also just more than a week, his attitude towards her, had such a big change.

Does this mean that he has already loved her to the bone. Even if he lost his memory, he still loves her, but he doesn't notice it?

"What are you laughing at?"

She shook her head. "Nothing, just happy."

He lifted his head from her neck and his deep eyes looked at her. She's looking at him, too. Four eyes separated by a few centimeters above, the air as if there is a convergence of electric currents.

His big palm put on her waist, fingertip rubbed the injured place for her, "still ache?"

She didn't fall to the bone. Although it was a little painful, it was also within the range she could bear.

"Not bad. "His hands were burning like fire, and the heat went from her skin to her heart.

On the other hand, he seemed to see her in the bottom of her heart. She did not know where the courage came from, and took the initiative to kiss his thin lips.

Almost instantly, he responded to her.

……

They haven't been together for a long time. She's not feeling well.

Memory blank, he has no experience of this kind of thing, just like a little boy.

I don't know how long after that, his body suddenly shakes.

Yan Xi if see him like this, there is a moment of blank in his mind.

He used to be able to do this for a long time, but now -

er, do you have five minutes?

He's not going to give up drugs, will he break his body function?

The atmosphere in the bedroom suddenly became a little strange.

Yan Xiruo raised his long eyelashes and looked at him carefully.

There was no happy expression on his face, on the contrary, it was very gloomy.

The rhythm of wind and rain.

She put her hands around his sweating back and whispered, "it doesn't matter. We have a long time to practice..."

His face was more gloomy. "How long was it before?"

Yan Xiruo bit his lip and didn't dare to say that, for fear of stimulating him.

"Say it

"There's nothing to say."He frowned, and his handsome face approached her again. "It's just a mistake. I don't have experience, but we still have one night. I'll make you satisfied."

Yan Xiruo, "..."

……

The next day.

When Yan Xiruo woke up, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Last night, he was like a big boy who just wanted to drink more after he tasted the wine. Except for the first time, after a little accident, he played super long in the last few times.

Side of the head, looked at the position of the side, found that he had already got up, her back pain from the bed. Sat up.

Standing in front of the washstand, looking at the blue and purple around her neck, she couldn't help but smile.

These traces are the proof of happiness!

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