Chapter 1635 Jin Sisque (8)

She has no consciousness of sober consciousness. In the hazy sight, she can only feel that someone is taking care of her.

The breath is extremely familiar and familiar with the bones.

Her soft fingers gently hooked him.

A very dependent movement, like it has done hundreds of thousands of times.

"Nine songs..."

It is probably too uncomfortable, and the closest person is around.

Her nose was sore, her voice was stained with nose, and her cry was faint.

The long eyelashes were soaked in the shallow wetness. She trembled lightly, and the end of her eyes condensed with shallow tears.

Like a child, like coquettishness, it can't be soft.

The head of the iron and indifference looked at her calmly.

In the dark eyes, it looks like Han Yuan, without the tenderness of half a point.

Help her wipe the movement of her hand, watching her have been shouting a person's name, as if the discarded little cub beast, she was waiting for the person she relied back to come back.

The picture was a bit dazzling, and it was a little irresistible.

Slowly put the towel aside, he leaned over.

Hold her chin without lightly, her eyes were dark.

"See clearly, who am I?"

"..." There was no sober consciousness, the weak and weak people, fascinated with light and moist eyes, watching him quietly.

Seems a little confused.

The mist was too heavy, her eyes were wet, covering clear eyes.

Like the tender cub, looking at him ignorantly, murmured: "Nine Songs ..."

"You are, nine songs ..."

"My nine songs ..."

Answer his question ignorant, and his voice was so weak as if he was scratched by cat claws.

It almost tickles your heart.

It's really tempting without even realizing it.

The strength in his hands was a bit heavy, staring at her, his eyes calm.

"Are you engaged?"

She was still confused, dumbfounded, and her mind was groggy.

His approach probably made her body feel more comfortable. She raised her hand hard and put it on the shoulders of his medal.

Like weak boneless filament flowers, he gently surrounded his neck.

It's closer, and with his breath, his body is more comfortable.

The sense of rejection of the soul and body is not so strong, which relieved her a bit.

"Engaged, engaged..."

When her consciousness was unclear, she always relied on him extraordinarily.

Like a well-behaved little girl, she would answer whatever he asked.

Tell the answer unconsciously and very seriously.

"We will become husband and wife soon..."

"I, I will marry you soon... and be your wife..."

Her voice was coquettish and soft, just like she was acting coquettishly.

Hug him, nuzzle him like a kitten, completely dependent on him.

It seemed that he was sure that he would not hurt her or be angry with her.

The leader lowered his eyes, his expression terrifyingly calm.

He did not refuse her active embrace.

He even kept stroking her cheeks which were gradually getting warmer.

In this era when there are differences between men and women, she did not have clear consciousness and acted like this, which was already out of moral integrity.

If you lose your famous festival, you can only marry the man in front of him. You can't think about other men anymore.

Otherwise, you will be pulled and soaked in the pig cage.

The eldest man knew this, but he still didn't push her away.

Even the long hands gradually declined and unbuttoned her clothes calmly.

Let her rely more on to close him, without any scruples.

In deliberate, she wanted to destroy her and destroy her damn marriage contract in her mouth.
Chapter completed!