The heartbreaking pain forced her to moan non-stop, with tears filling her eyes and sweating profusely.
"Say, say you love me, or I will let you die under me today!"
The pain came like a tide, and finally, she couldn't hold it back anymore and cried: "I love you, I love you, I love you!"
When the three words "I love you" came out of Xiaoxiao's mouth, Han Murphy's heart trembled, he hugged her tightly, and then lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
"Xiaoxiao, I..." He knew what he should say, but when the words reached his lips, he couldn't say anything.
Tonight, he was really crazy, completely out of control!
I just treated her like this. If she notices something and pulls away, everything will be in vain!
How could he be like this, how could he express all his hatred for her at this time?
He sighed deeply, buried his head on her shoulder and neck, and gently licked her delicate skin: "Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry, I care about you too much, I'm sorry..."
The sentence "I love you" was replaced by him. Fortunately, the little woman under him had been tortured to the point of confusion by him and forgot to care about those details.
"Murphy, it really hurts, please don't do this to me again, okay?"
"Okay, I won't do this to you, no. Honey, let's do it again..."
"One more time..." Before she could finish her words, she felt that her body had soared into the air, and in the blink of an eye she was in Han Murphy's arms.
She instinctively grasped Han Murphy's shoulders and buried her head deeply in his strong chest.
"Smile..." Han Murphy put her down, moved closer to her, and stared at her affectionately.
She was completely lost and took the initiative to stretch out her arms to close the distance between them: "Murphy, let's do it again..."
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When he woke up in the morning, Han Feifei felt extremely comfortable, and the sunlight gently embraced him through the curtains.
He moved forward slightly, like a child, completely burying his head in Xiaoxiao's chest.
The warm and sweet scent of her body kept coming, making him drowsy and wanting to stay in bed for the rest of his life.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes and realized that he was lying on the bed, not on the ground!
How many years has it been? How many years has it been? He hasn’t had a peaceful sleep in a ****?
Every time he closed his eyes, that nightmare was like a curse, making him unable to calm down!