The long arms tightened her waist, which made her breathless. He held the back of his head tightly and sucked the root of his tongue and plundered heavily. Shuxianfeng

This was a fusion, and he could almost feel the little love between her lips and tongue, even if her tears were crawling with her little face at this moment.

She didn't have any feelings for him!!

Her strong body trembled slightly, very violently, even her palms were pressed against her body on her waist, and the deep affection on her tongue was carefully lingering, conveying the message he wanted to give her little by little. As long as she was willing to accept it, and tried to experience and forgive him, he could give anything.

Seeing a part of his body gradually changing, it gradually became as hard as hot iron due to this special lingering posture. The tall and strong body also had the urge to hug her and get crazy again, but the doorbell rang suddenly, breaking the tight and charming atmosphere in the room.

Hoss ignored it and still loved the person in his arms, allowing the doorbell to ring.

The doorbell refused to stop.

Lin Yitong felt her little face hot, and the place washed by tears was itchy with heat. She pushed the chest gently with difficulty, buried her head, and her voice was hoarse for a moment: "... Someone knocked on the door."

Hoss was unable to cover his love, and a few bloodshots were shining in his deep eyes, hugging her tightly: "Let it ring..."

But her little hands clenched the shirt on his chest, avoiding his sorrow and affection that was so strong that he could not dissolve. She couldn't resist it, just hoping to hide for a while.

Hosran understands, but he can understand.

Cold eyes raised the dark and deep main lying corridor, patted the back of the head of the person in his arms, and put her over and put her on the sofa. He lifted her soft nightgown to wrap her buttocks, and printed a kiss on her pale little face, then he held the sofa back and walked slowly over to open the door.

Her breathing was not calm, and she entered the deepest part of the sofa with a hot breath, and her mind was still echoing his just words—

"If I hesitate for a moment, where are you now? Where are I? Is my life so long in the future related to you?" Her heart hurt so much that she once hid so deeply and painfully in her heart, he actually dug out this way.

The sound at the door was a bit stern, very rigid, solemn, with a hint of danger.

……What's wrong?

She raised her clenchy eyelashes, which were wet by tears, and she supported her body and looked out of the sofa. She turned out to be two people in police uniforms. Her eyes were cold under the brim of the big hat. She asked Hosran questions while taking notes. Hosran said a few words in a cold voice, turned around and walked back to stroke her hair, and said softly: "I'll go out."

Her heart suddenly tightened, and her watery eyes shone with waves: "What's the matter?"

Hosran was stunned, and a soft and thick feeling appeared in his deep eyes that seemed to have never been before. He rubbed her hair and said in a low voice: "Nothing."

After saying that, he picked up the coat and key that he threw on the sofa, put it on and walked out. He was sick. When he was about to reach the door, he finally coughed twice with his fist against his lips and closed the door.

What the hell is going on??

Lin Yitong was restless, and her little hands were tightly slapped on the sofa, and she lay down like this for more than ten minutes.

It was not until Hosran came back that she knew what happened - she just smashed the camera in the elevator, and then dealt with the bold security guard. The police came to him for damage to public facilities and made a record to compensate him. When asked what he was doing, he just smiled coldly and was too lazy to answer. I guess the security guard would not dare to call the police even if he was beaten to death.

When he said this, he bent down, supported the back of the sofa with one hand, and opened a row of golden military uniform buttons. The shirt inside was handsome and swayed with a mature and steady smell. She was a little stunned. Her little face turned unnaturally and said hoarsely: "Don't smash things casually in the future..."

That's what I heard of him talking to Han Feng on the phone.

Hosran sneered: "Just keep me in mind."

She took a breath, felt incredible, and said to herself: "How could I control..."

Hosran stroked her cheek with his big palm and bowed and kissed her: "You can try..."

As long as you are willing to try, you will know everything.

But kissing couldn't relieve hunger. A dizziness came, and even the stomach began to make dissonant sounds and began to protest. Hosran's face turned dark, and he felt that the hunger had come at a bad time. When did he ever feel so embarrassed in front of her? But when did she be so shocked and then bit her lip gently, obviously holding back her laughter. He said coldly: "Are you hungry?"

She was honest: "No. I didn't scream in my stomach."

His face turned completely ashen, he held his breath, his deep cold eyes leaned down and faced her clear and innocent little face, and said softly: "Then can I eat anything?"

Her little face turned pale, and then she reacted, her slim eyelashes trembled and changed the topic: "I don't taste delicious, I have too many bones, and I haven't taken a shower now, so it's very dirty. Don't you dislike it? If you dislike it, don't touch it again..."

Huo Siran's eyes suddenly became cold as ice, and his hand reached under her slender waist--"Take me with words..."

She screamed "Ah!" and her water eyes widened. She could not imagine that Hosran would make trouble for her with such a little girl's trick. She was so scared that she screamed and wanted to hide. She rolled around on the wide sofa, but how could she escape the confinement of a keen and resolute soldier. Finally, he was pinched under her body and scratched the most sensitive tender flesh on her waist. She laughed out loud and she curled up and avoided in every possible way. Hosran's eyes gradually dimmed. She stopped when she felt that she could no longer bear to beg for mercy, and suddenly bowed her head and printed on her lips.

She gasped violently, her forehead was covered with thin sweat, her little hands were so scared that she clenched his wrists and was on guard. Her chest was fluctuating violently. Her watery eyes, like black pearls, looked at him firmly, and she faced him with close distance, and only found each other in her pupils. In an instant, the tide of feelings surged, which was the most primitive heartbeat. Once, her heartbeat was so violent and violent.

Huo Siran's cold eyes covered a trace of light, tightened her waist and picked her up, asking her to step on his feet.

She couldn't stand steadily and shook, and Hosran held the back of her head on her chest, and then she held back the feeling of being heavy and gently pressed against him. Sure enough, laughing was powerful. There was tears in the corner of her eyes, but she felt no longer aggrieved but much more comfortable. Her heart was relaxed and tired, and the depression and entanglements that had been over the past few days dissipated.

His thin lips rubbed over her slightly sweaty forehead. He covered her waist with his big palm and felt it, and said softly: "It seems that there is really no flesh..."

He was talking about her body.

"But it doesn't matter..." He sighed softly, indifferent, and his thin lips gently pressed down on her hair, "I will raise it..."

keep??

keep!!!!

Her eyes widened, and her eyes could only reach his chest and even her shoulders. She was shocked by the thrilling and thoughtful words, and her little face turned pale and her slim eyelashes. But he bowed his head and suddenly asked, "Didn't you say anything, what do you want?"

He has not forgotten that question until now. Since he can't recover anything, he will compensate him as much as possible. What does she want? He will give him as long as he says it.

Her thoughts were also pulled back, and her heart was empty for a moment, with a slightly wet corner of her eyes. After a while, she said softly: "...I can't imagine..."

I can't think of what I want.

What's more, she was confused in her heart, her life and future. She couldn't see clearly what it was, and she couldn't think of what she lacked. In this way, she would be dissatisfied with it.

Hosran said "um" and followed the curve of her perfect face, kissed the tip of her nose lightly, and said softly, "It's okay, think about it slowly."

Let's talk about it when she thinks about it.

When she was so hungry at night that he took out all the ingredients in the refrigerator. As expected, he was a person who knew how to cook. The ingredients he bought were meat and vegetables, so he put them in bags. But when she took out a small basin of meat from the "freezer" drawer after taking a shower, she was almost crazy and laughed and cried. How did she cut it? The meat sellers didn't teach him how to preserve it. Does he look so good at cooking? Huo Siran frowned slightly, and when he saw her in a difficult situation, he turned off the refrigerator and hugged her. She refused to get up. He persuaded him to coax it, saying that he would go out for food too late today and make it another day.

The stars were everywhere and the night was intoxicating. When Huo Siran went out, he held her hand and refused to let her walk a step faster. She said silly that she would not run around, thinking that there was a marriage certificate that she could not go anywhere, but he said coldly, "Oh" and still held her. Walking out of the community, his figure was strong and upright, and even the occasional coughing during illness was so sexy, which was in sharp contrast to the tightness and strength of the long arms tightened on her waist.
Chapter completed!