But I don’t know if it was against his words, or because she had been sitting like this for a long time, she was dizzy and her body tilted, but she felt dark before her eyes and fell down.
Ye Jia was shocked and hurriedly reached out: "Miaolian...Miaolian..."
She was tilted in his arms and still felt exhausted.
"Miaolian, what's wrong with you?"
"Yejia...I...I..."
For the first time, she was held in his arms like this.
Or, she was holding him.
The whole person was in his arms and entangled him, like a scorching, glowing beautiful snake.
Warm and soft female body.
Sweet, warm breathing pounced into his nose one after another.
It was also the first time Ye Jia opened her eyes and saw her clearly. She deliberately changed into new clothes and applied makeup. After she recovered from a serious illness, she felt a kind of bitterness with pear blossoms and rain.
Feng Miaolian was more beautiful than she ever was at this time.
Because of pity, the different beauty brought by it.
Ye Jia felt his heart beating faster for the first time.
It was an extremely strange feeling, and it was extremely unfamiliar - he didn't dare to think about it anymore, and even tried his best to hope that the faint fragrance at the end of his nose would soon dissipate.
But there was no way, the fragrance became more and more intense, just like her soft body, which became more and more hot in his arms: "Yejia...my head hurts so much..."
He panicked: "Miaolian...I'll show you again..."
"It's okay...it's good in a while...it's good in a while..."
At that time, she was already lying in his arms and fell asleep.
——I don’t know if I really fell asleep or pretended to be asleep.
Ye Jia was at a loss.
I raised my hand and stretched it very high, afraid of touching her. In this way, I lifted it very stiffly and very hard.
However, Miaolian didn't care about his hard work. When she occasionally opened her eyes quietly and cunningly, she saw that he had meditated with his eyes closed, but there was a slight sweat on her forehead - how hard it was.
Her heart was also extremely sour.
The years of love that year with Tuoba Hong have never returned.