As soon as they entered the hotel, his passionate kisses could melt everything. They could almost melt her whole body and heart. She was not a virgin who didn't understand anything. She had had several men, but
It was all physical needs, but she had never encountered such a strong man.
It was a night full of passion and enthusiasm. Her fingers slid across the man's back, wanting to get closer to him.
"Arthur..." She called his name, not the word Qing. The word Qing belonged to that woman, and the word "LAN" belonged to Qing.
He is Arthur, and she is Yi Ruo, not Qing and Lan.
When the man heard his name, his body shook suddenly, and he felt as if cold water had been poured all over his body. He quickly let go of the woman in his arms. At this time, their bodies were tightly touching.
To be together, it only takes one step, and one step closer, and they will truly be together.
He stood up and wrapped Yi Ruo tightly with the quilt. His chest that kept rising and falling seemed to be suppressing something?
"Qing, what's wrong?" Yi Ruo was wrapped tightly by him. They were both fine just now. Shouldn't he be loving her hard?
Why did it stop suddenly?
Arthur's eyes were extremely green, and his body was sweating with passion, but in the end he stopped.
"Lan," he gently stroked Yi Ruo's cheek. This face was originally unfamiliar, but now it is familiar, just like the feeling of the woman in the dream, but he didn't want to.
Really don't want to.
"I don't want to be so casual, you will be better off," his fingers gently touched her blushing face, just like touching the face of the woman in the dream, the same delicate skin, but more
It's a little smoother.
He didn't want to possess her so quickly. Although he really wanted to rub her into his body, in such a place and under such circumstances, he was really repelled. How could he
There is also an unimaginable psychological rejection.
His heart told him that he couldn't do this, he couldn't.
Narrowing his green eyes complicatedly, he hugged the woman in his arms tightly. He placed his chin on Yi Ruo's head.
"Lan, tell me something about our past, please?" His hand stroked Yi Ruo's hair, his eyes slightly confused. He wanted to know, really wanted to know.
What happened to him during those three months, and what did she miss after three months?
Yiruo was so held by him that she couldn't even move. She raised her eyes slightly. She was relieved when she saw Arthur's eyes that were entranced. She thought he had discovered something, so she stopped. However, looking at
It doesn't look like this.
In three months, she will tell him many stories. As long as she tells it, it must be true, because naturally someone will turn her story into reality, and he will not be able to find out.
Because apart from that person, no one else in the world knows about the matter between him and that Lan. Therefore, as long as he doesn't tell it, then there will be no Qing Lan in this world, only Arthur's Yiruo.
Everything was within their expectations. They didn't know who set up the trap, and they didn't know who walked into whose trap. Yi Ruo talked about the things between them as if they were telling a script. Maybe between them,
It seems that that is real.
She said that three months ago, she picked up a foreign man. He didn't know who he was or what his name was. She had just returned from studying abroad. She was kind-hearted and often picked up some small things.
It’s a dog or kitten, but it’s the first time to pick up a human being.
They lived together for a long time. Naturally, they both loved each other, and she gave him her first time. However, in the end, for some unknown reason, he ended up going out one day.
He didn't come back. She was so hurt that she almost went crazy. So, from then on, every day, she would go there and wait for him. She believed that she would definitely wait for him, and she was
The wait has really come. No one, no one can separate them anymore.
This story is really unexplainable, so perfect, so complete, no one can regard it as false. When no one knows the truth, then this false one is true. Perhaps, it is better than
It’s really too much.
Arthur had been listening carefully. It was exactly the feeling, the feeling in the dream, sad and painful. It was exactly the same.
"I'm sorry, Lan, it's my fault. I shouldn't have forgotten you and made you suffer again." Arthur tightened his arms. He didn't know why he suddenly lost the memory of those three months.
I don’t know when it happened that I forgot the woman I loved more than my life.
He knew that memory was very important, and he also knew that he had forgotten an important person, the person he loved most, and the heart he loved most.
"Qing," Yi Ruo let him hold her, their bodies were very close, but they did nothing.
In the hospital, Xiang Qinglan closed her eyes tightly, and the sweat on her forehead kept falling. Along with her tears, the doctors were doing their best to save her and her poor baby.
Her fingers unconsciously grasped the sheets under her body, and there were waves of pain in her lower abdomen, which would decrease for a while and then expand again.
She didn't dare to move, because she was afraid that if she moved, she would hurt the poor child, who had already suffered too much before he was born.
That is her and Qing's child.
Qing no longer wants her, so she really can't lose her only child.
If she lost it, then her life might have dimmed and ended here.
The baby is everything to her, it is the reason why she has the courage to persevere, and it is also her courage to live.
Baby, don’t leave mommy, okay?
Mom only has you.
You're alone.
A series of footsteps sounded in the hospital, and Xiang Qinglan became increasingly conscious. A teardrop quickly slipped from the corner of her eye, feeling extremely sad.
The doctor sighed slightly and covered her with a quilt. A six-month-old fetus is really pitiful.
Fortunately, it was just a threatened miscarriage. Because the mother's nutrition was really poor, the baby was much smaller than ordinary children, grew very slowly, and might be born prematurely. Can it be done?