Painful Wife: Extreme Madness, Less Love, Unlimited Love Chapter 436: If you don't love, you will be relieved. How can you not be obsessed with too much love?
Chapter 436: If you don't love, you will be relieved. How can you not be obsessed with too much love?
Yan Zhen was awakened by the sound of a woman screaming.
He had always been very angry when he got up. Now he frowned slightly and opened his eyes. The sound in his ears shocked his whole body, as if it came from the distant horizon or from a dream.
"Yan Zhi, Yan Zhi is a bitch, Yan Zhi is a bitch, I am alive, I am still alive, hahaha..."
Perhaps he had had too many beautiful dreams, and when he suddenly heard a familiar voice that was still in his distant memory, his first reaction was that he was still dreaming. After waking up from the dream, he was swept by even stronger and more hurtful emotions.
Yan Zhen smiled helplessly.
Don't open your eyes, let this dream last longer, let this voice stay in your mind longer.
"Why can't I move? Zhi, little Zhizhi, are you injured and can't wake up?" Sijin's voice was hoarse. In fact, after some hard work, she could slowly lift her hand, but she didn't move very well.
Flexible, repeatedly, the entire body is not her own, every organ is competing with her.
In his ears, there suddenly came a sound of serious and unspeakable pain.
"Sijin, I dreamed of you again. It's very real. I want to have this dream for a longer time." He lamented: "I can't remember how long it has been since you appeared in my dream. Now I hear it in my dream.
Your voice is like an ultimate concert, beautiful."
"What kind of dream, Zhibian, are you stupid?" Sijin moved her body with difficulty, turning over like a salted fish. Although the movement was not beautiful enough, she successfully turned sideways and pressed half of her body on Yan Zhi's body.
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Then, it was completely premeditated.
Her lips pressed against his. The soft touch, through the small tongue that drove in, spread through the nerve endings of Yan Zhen's body, inch by inch, and spread throughout his body. Yan Zhen was completely stunned.
Open your eyes.
In the darkness, he tried to widen his eyes and looked deeply at those beautiful pupils. As if greedy, his eyes did not dare to blink. The softest and deepest memory in his heart was because of the naughty words in his mouth.
Xiao丨's tongue turned over the river and the sea, and rolled up.
It's like a huge wave of passion, surging from the bottom of my heart to the whole body, penetrating everywhere.
Sijin blinked her eyes, and her tongue was raging in his mouth, but there was no response at all. She didn't get the expected response. She jerked her tongue back, her lips separated, and she frowned.
"Dear bitch, bitch, are you stupid?"
The sound was like a glass of poisoned wine poured into his heart.
Someone once asked him, do you want to live your whole life facing a living dead?
He remained silent, not knowing how to answer, but because he knew that he either didn't want to give up on Sijin, or just couldn't.
The Buddha said: Do happy things with your lover, regardless of whether it is a calamity or fate.
In fact, even if a lover has always been in his dream, he faces Sijin who is like a dead person every day, is mentally ill and unhappy, and never cares whether it is calamity or fate.
If you don't love, you will be relieved. How can you not be obsessed with if you love too much?
"Dear bitch, bitch, are you talking? Why haven't you spoken? Have you become mute?"
There was a premonition of ecstasy in my heart, serious and trembling, but I didn't dare to touch it easily, for fear that the premonition would just be something I thought about every day and dreamed about at night.
He was afraid that if he made the slightest move, the dream would shatter. Dreams were like bubbles, indestructible. With the slightest touch, no matter how beautiful the dream was, it would instantly shatter.