Arthur lowered his head and gently pressed his forehead against Yi Ruo's smooth forehead. The tips of their noses were already touching. He is not a person who cares about other people's opinions. As long as he is willing, everyone is the same in his eyes.
It doesn't exist. He is so arrogant because he has such capital.
"I won't let go, and I will never let go. You are mine, my most precious, Lan..." He murmured softly, and the face that he always couldn't see clearly in his dream finally appeared.
With a real face and a real body, he can hold her, kiss her, or even not let go.
However, his heart was still hurting in an unknown way. Perhaps it had been like this for too long, so his heart had become accustomed to spasms.
And when Yiruo heard the word "LAN" in his mouth, something seemed to flash under her trembling eyelashes. She buried her head on Arthur's chest. How could she not love such a sincere man?
It was love at first sight, and now her whole being belonged to him. Her heart, her body, everything about her could never leave this man again.
Love came so quickly, and before she knew it, she fell into it voluntarily.
"Qing, will you let me Ruoruo from now on?" She raised her head and looked at the man's handsome face. This face was very good-looking, with the depth of a mixed-race person, especially his eyes, which were a clear and dark green, which made people fascinated.
I don't even want to let go.
If such a perfect man is not hers, then who else could he be?
It's just that she really hates him calling her "Lan". Although her current identity is her, she still hopes that she can be called by her real name.
Arthur was slightly stunned for a moment, but he smiled while contracting his fingers, "You are originally Lan, and where there is Qing, there is Lan." He doesn't like Ruoruo, but likes the word "LAN". He can do anything for her.
It's just that the word "LAN" is deeply engraved into his soul.
He didn't want to throw it away, nor did he want to stop thinking about it.
And she should have been his Lan.
Yi Ruo bit her lip, and when she raised her head, she smiled innocently, "Well, that's Lan, Qing..." Her voice became softer, "Do you love me?"
She stared into his eyes. In fact, the hands behind his neck were already holding too hard. She was too anxious. She couldn't be so anxious. She had to take her time.
Otherwise, all her efforts will be wasted. What's more, her cousin said that this man is not an ordinary person, and he does not tolerate betrayal or calculation, so she must be careful, otherwise she really won't
Know where you will end up.
"I love you," Arthur said without even thinking. This is the woman he loves like his life. She is his memory that has disappeared for three months. How can he not love her, how can he not want to think about her.
What an ecstatic thing it is to be lost and found again. It turns out that the person he has been waiting for is her, the person he has always loved is her, not Wang Xiaolan, but her.
His Lan.
Yi Ruo smiled contentedly, and her smile bloomed on the corners of her lips, and she was quickly taken into his mouth, so carefully, so distressed. Arthur kissed Yi Ruo as if no one else was around, with such love,
It made him feel terrible, and it seemed that this was the only way to make him feel better.
Yin Sa turned her head, this is called "see no evil", but he was not the only one looking at it, there was a handsome man and a beautiful woman. Although it is very open now, you can see the intimacy between lovers everywhere, but
, these two people are obviously too conspicuous, they continue to be happy, their lips are tightly pressed together, the man cherishes it, the woman enjoys it, what a beautiful picture.
Yin Sa's eyes flashed, and he felt a figure passing through his eyes. He always felt familiar, but when he wanted to take a closer look, there was nothing there.
He put his hands on his eyes. Recently, he had some eye abnormalities. Maybe he needed to use some eye drops. He always had such hallucinations. When he turned around, his master still had his eyes.
The women were all gone, they went into the hotel, and he was the only one standing here stupidly.
He followed and walked in, but he really didn't notice. In fact, he was not wrong. Behind a wall, there was a woman covering her mouth with her hands. Only some parts of her face were already broken.
The tears, dried by the cold air, soon started again.
Xiang Qinglan stared at the hotel she could never enter again, and the world she could never enter again.
Is it him who is kissing another woman intimately?
Is it possible that the world of Qing Dynasty has long since lost her existence, so I have forgotten that she ever existed.
Is it true that he will never want her or their baby again?
She breathed softly, her chest rising and falling, and she slid down the wall. She had been sad all winter. Her forehead was covered with sweat. She covered her lower abdomen, feeling the rapid and tightening pain.
, making her feel a terrible despair.
It was a kind of pain that made the whole body become cold, and it was the pain of losing everything.
She scratched the wall tightly with her fingers, trying to stand up, but she kept shaking her head.
She doesn't want to lose her baby. She has already lost one and can't lose another one. This baby is her life. She has lost her life and can't have another baby.
Her poor baby.
Her fingers kept scratching the wall, and there was dirt between her fingers. Even her fingertips were broken and bloody. She bit her lips hard and struggled to stand up.
It hurts, it really hurts.
Don't take away her baby, I really don't want it.
A warmth flowed out from her lower abdomen, and she smiled sadly, baby, don't you even want a mother anymore?
She bit her hand and stood up with all her strength. If no one rescued her, she would do it herself. She covered her lower abdomen, trembled her legs, and walked forward. No one saw her.
The washed clothes were white and stained with blood. They belonged to her, to her poor child.
A warm yellow light shone down, a pile of clothes on the floor, a luxurious big bed, and a man and a woman were entangled at this time. The man was eager to take something away, and his fiery palms kept wandering around the woman.
He was breathing deeply, never wanting to get it so urgently.
The woman had a young face, a shining silver necklace around her neck, and her plump breasts touched the man's hard and thick chest from time to time. With her eyes half-opened, she hugged him tightly again.
, he is so enthusiastic, it seems that he has not had a woman for a long time.