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390 Fanwai: Tea Millet Blossoms 33 (6000)(1/2)

At this moment, Huo Siran's cell phone vibrated. Shu Xu Bu

It was not someone who called, but the alarm clock he set up, reminding him that he had been in the military district for a long enough time.

Her situation has reached a dangerous period, and people are definitely inseparable from her.

Mrs. Li is here, even if it is appropriate enough, as long as it is not him, he will not feel at ease.

It's time to leave.

"Can you solve the matter in e Country yourself?" he raised his eyes and asked.

At this time, his eyes were as calm as if he had passed by thousands of sails. It seemed that he was determined to go to the northwest.

Xu Furan gritted his teeth and said hoarsely: "...Yes. If not, I will call you again."

Hosran stared at him for a moment, thought, and nodded after a few seconds.

Look, this is his nature. No matter what, no matter where he is, whether this matter is within his jurisdiction or not... After hearing this, he subconsciously carried the burden on himself.

He Xu Furan felt inferior to this point.

"I have been deliberately avoiding things over the years, and try not to conflict with your status and reputation when doing things, but if I don't do it enough, please understand," Hosran stared at him and finally said, "I won't do it anymore in the future."

If Xu Furan still doesn't believe that he has a desire to fight, then his subsequent actions should be able to prove him.

How could Xu Furan not believe it?

All the words have been said to this point, and everyone has left.

Xu Furan stood there in a cold and depressed state, looking at the back, and finally knew that his era had passed long ago.

Or maybe that era never really arrived in the time when Hoth existed.

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In a blink of an eye, April has passed.

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Both the baby and her are becoming more and more stable.

Over the past few months, the huge changes in the family have caught Hosran off guard. His work is still busy and the handover is very complicated. He has almost no time to spend with her and her baby, so he is about to set off immediately and go to the northwest with his family.

After thinking for a long time, Huo Siran decided to go there alone with Lin Yitong first.

Where can I check the situation, experience it for a few days, and then move the whole house over.

Tibet's edge.

The closest place to heaven.

It sounds like I've been looking for an excuse to go on a trip.

Fortunately, Hosran has been busy for so long since she got married, and she has never gone out alone with him. She is quite excited to go there.

I just didn't feel at ease with the baby. She didn't give up in just a few days.

But, after all, it is to explore the way for the future home.

On the day before leaving, Huo Siran's driver stopped the car and waited outside the door. Lin Yitong fed the two children, kissed them, and walked step by step towards the man behind the door with morning light, with his tall figure covered with a layer of golden light.

He ran over and was gently embraced by him, his petite body was embedded in his tall figure.

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A journey of lingering like a newlywed honeymoon.

Speaking of honeymoon, because Hosran had just returned from treatment abroad and his body was in a long-term recovery period, and they did not go far.

In this journey, it was like entering a state of no one, and there were only two people in the world.

When the plane was about to arrive, she couldn't help but stick her head out and wanted to look down. In the warm blanket, the man's strong arms tightened, his deep eyes opened slightly, and was awakened by her slight movements.

His small chin was originally against his shoulder, but was gently pulled back by a few fingers. He was so suffocated that he leaned down, and closed her lips with a sleepy feeling that he was still awake.

The slightly dry lips were moistened by the curling, and then gnawed them a little bit, then went in, pressing against her breathing, holding all the initiative to deeply entangle her. When she was about to retreat, his palm slowly clasped her neck.

Force her to come forward and she is not allowed to retreat.

In the slightly cold early autumn weather, the heart feels hot because of the caress and blends of the body.

Hosran pressed her to the innermost part of the cabin, clasped her waist tightly, and lowered her hips to her tight body and rubbed her slowly and heavily.

The organ as hard as steel bulges slightly against her, and it tends to be harder and harder.

Her little face turned red and was rubbed to the point of collapse. Her little hands tightened his shoulders, and she desperately sought the breath between his lips and tongue due to suffocation.

The flight attendant walked in and kindly reminded the plane was about to land.

Seeing this scene, my face turned red and I couldn't move forward or retreat.

Huo Siran took a breath and protected the person in his arms with his body. He turned his back to the flight attendant and said in a deep voice: "I understand."

Lin Yitong gasped in a hurry, and her heart beat violently against his chest.

When the flight attendant held his forehead and walked out, she bit his chin with a small bite, which was extremely itchy: "I told you not to distinguish the occasion!"

Hosran lowered his eyes and looked at her. The wet tooth marks were cold. The wet teeth marks on each other's lips and the wetness that had just been entangled with the body fluids. His thumbs and fingers slowly pressed up and wiped them off. She was trembling again, and something seemed to be wrong below.

Hosran's expression did not change, and he leaned over and covered her soft and thin lips again.

"You smell very much." Feeling her eagerness, he pulled out of the tip of her tongue and said hoarsely. So, when he just woke up, he couldn't help himself. In normal times, he would always avoid it in public.

fragrant?

Lin Yitong subconsciously felt that he was talking nonsense: "Where is the fragrance?"

The man buried in his chest smiled softly and buried his head lower: "What do you think..."

"..." She gasped and exclaimed, then she realized that the buttons on her chest had been unbuttoned at some point. The front-open clothes were originally intended to facilitate feeding the baby, but now...

She groaned, scratching his little hands on his shoulders like a kitten. She felt her bra loosen and his wet kiss came overwhelmed with intense comfort. Her nipples were swallowed by the heat waves. During the breastfeeding period, she felt even more collapsed and unbearable.

Hosran was finally a little bolder.

This kind of thing was done not long after she gave birth. At night, Zhuang Jingyan was there, guiding him through a curtain to make her produce milk. Even though he knew that Zhuang Jingyan was an elder, Huo Siran was extremely uncomfortable.

Fortunately, I learned it once and learned it without a teacher.

The buzzing sound filled my ears, and the plane began to slowly land in this place close to heaven.

Hosran slowly buttoned her, but his deep and wild gaze seemed to have pulled her countless times. After a moment, the wolf nature in his eyes finally faded away, and he returned to a deep pool of calmness. He held her buttocks and kissed her lightly, and made a low promise: "Wait until you can get to where you live tonight... for you."

I haven't had a stable sleep for two months. I was afraid that she would work hard, so I couldn't let go of her to torment her.

The danger that was heralded by those words made Lin Yitong blush, smell the sexy smell in his neck, and hugged him softly.

The vast sky is so blue that it makes people cry.

When passing by a certain place, people coming to worship filled the entire ancient road of the square.

Lin Yitong was bewitched and couldn't help but step forward and said, "I want to worship you too."

Hosran listened to the intimate song of Zhong Ming Zen, wrapped her little hand with his big palm and asked, "Don't you not believe in Buddhism?"

Lin Yitong shook her head: "My mother believed it before, but I didn't, but now I seem to have started to believe it a little bit."

It turns out that believing in this thing is only about whether you are willing or not.

Is there anyone who is willing to pray for it and is willing to cultivate one's own self-cultivation to achieve long-cherished wishes?

But in the end, she was not allowed to bow down to the top of the palace like those who worshipped her, and she only found a lama to pray for blessings, recite scriptures, and consecrate. The lama stood up and saw Huo Siran's empty shoulder stamps. She subconsciously understood his identity, clasped her hands and bowed to him.

After that, it took another half a day to change vehicles along the way, bumping to the residence we were going to.

The weather in the border area will change at any time, so dry that it makes people feel panicked when licking their lips.

On the plateau, Huo Siran had nothing abnormal, but Lin Yitong had a little reaction.

Blushing, short breath, and a slight fever.

The guards who came to greet them asked them to rest first. He went to invite the doctors from the town. Lin Yitong saw that it was already late, so she shook her head and refused. She said she would go again tomorrow.

Hosran stared at a large area of ​​warm lights at the foot of the mountain, and the girl with a plateau dyed on her face smiled and danced around the bonfire. Her heart was already peaceful.

At night, Lin Yitong danced with the girls for most of the day. When she returned to the room, she was excited and had no altitude sickness. After drinking local wine, she was low in the lower part, but she also made people slightly drunk. Her face was rosy and her smile made people want to be crazy about her.

When she arrived at the room and closed the door, she taught him to dance in a silly manner, her legs half hooked on him.

Huo Siran looked calm and his eyes faintly revealed, and he closed the door.

A smile, catered to her flower-like smile, bowed down, and followed her big palm into her forbidden area as she wanted.

The sudden exploration made her tremble all over. When she raised her face again, she was already angry and could not cover the charming smile. Huo Siran's eyes were darker and deeper. Her long fingers opened the thin fabric and entered the depths of the wet and hot garden. She found the entrance in a soft texture. Her thick and long fingers couldn't help but thrust deep into it.

As soon as she entered, she started to scream, grabbing his clothes, making his heart rippled.

In addition, when she came to her senses, he bit his neck so hard that he was chewed in a small bite. Hosran took a breath and raised his head, and his rationality collapsed completely in an instant. He turned into a beast.

Put her petite body against the wall, forcing her legs to lift her sturdy waist, and put his fingers in a quiet place, from one to two thick and long, the rate of incoming and out made her body burn like flames, and she couldn't bear the chaotic moaning. Sweat was used in all directions like sea water. When the third one was forced in, she tightly grabbed the head buried in her chest and swallowed her head. She trembled and said with a trembling voice like soaked in spring water: "I'm so angry... Siran... don't..."

Her crying voice was devastating.

Hosran looked up with scarlet eyes, kissed her, and softly coaxed: "Well, don't... my fingers are not deep enough, I know..."
To be continued...
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