In the huge room, four people were reflected in the mirror, lying on the big bed full of marks.
The air is filled with that dizzying fragrance everywhere.
The bodies of the four of them were no longer covered by clothing.
Su Dafei had never experienced such vividness before. She had never imagined that there would be such happiness before. At that peak, when that kind of happiness reached the country, the feeling that Situ Longhao gave her was completely incomparable.
comparable.
After being completely satisfied, Su Dafei's face was full of charming traces.
It was like a flower that had been thoroughly nourished, blooming into a beautiful flower that made people involuntarily indulge in it. That feeling made every bit of Su Dafei's body feel happy.
Every corner of the room was played with by them, and Su Dafei suddenly regretted the reason for her forbearance and suppression in the past five years.
If five years ago, the sexual relationship between her and Situ Longhao was still enough to satisfy her body, but at this time, what was she after?
For five years, she suppressed her strong needs and prayed for Situ Longhao to occasionally look back. That routine sexual intercourse could no longer satisfy her body's desire.
But because of the word "love", I kept enduring it.
But even she herself doesn't know what she gained from her forbearance.
At this time, such happiness has been missing for a long time.
In such a life, why can't I live a life like praying?
I want to make love but it seems like I am forcing something.
Marrying Situ Longhao, marrying the man she loves, enjoying everyone's envious gaze, has greatly satisfied her vanity.
Physical indulgence does not mean that she no longer loves Situ Longhao. She still loves Situ Longhao, and she loves him very much.
However, this does not mean that you cannot make your body happy.
When your body is happy, your mood will naturally be better.
It is impossible for her to give Hao to anyone, Hao belongs to her alone.
No one can replace the eight years she has persisted. She has already exhausted her youth on Situ Longhao. There is no reason that after giving everything, she would give everything to the person who only stayed with Situ Longhao.
Ling Xiaoran.
It was said to be a year, which was less than a month. Why should Ling Xiaoran argue with herself?
As for her, how can she compete with herself?
Hao is hers, and Hao can never leave her, because he owes him, and as long as he doesn't tell it, it will be an eternal secret, and no one can take Hao away from him.
Even Ling Xiaoran, who disappeared for five years and reappeared inexplicably, could not do it.
After her breath gradually became balanced, Su Dafei sat up from the bed, and the three men also sat up from the bed.
The bodies of the four of them were all stained with traces of sexual intercourse. After seeing Su Da Fei stand up, Man A immediately took out a robe from the side and put it on Su Da Fei like he was serving the queen.
Then he looked at Su Dafei and said: "Queen, I don't know if you are satisfied with today's service!"
“Not bad!|”
Su Dafei casually tied a knot around her waist, then took out a stack of cash from her bag and threw it on the bed.
"Thank you, Queen!" The three men had already changed their titles to women. They pointed Su Dafei to the place to take a shower. Then they watched Su Dafei leave. The three men picked up the money and left the room together.
Su Dafei took a shower, and the two friends who came with her were already waiting in the hall. When they saw Su Dafei walking over in the same clothes she had put on, they immediately stood up and greeted her.
"How's it going? Are you satisfied?"
Su Dafei looked at the two women who had obviously been nourished, nodded, and said a little charmingly: "I should have listened to you a long time ago. I won't be so depressed in the past five years!"
The three women looked at each other and smiled, with various ambiguous expressions in their eyes.
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Wearing an apron, he was busy in the kitchen, while Situ Longhao's car was parked in the garage. When he and Situ Qingyu walked into the door, they smelled the attractive aroma coming from the kitchen.
Situ Qingyu's face looked ugly along the way. He didn't know what he was thinking about on his small face. His thoughts were drifting away, and he didn't know what he was pondering.
And when I got home and glanced at the figure printed on the transparent kitchen, I just glanced at it, turned around, and walked upstairs.
The fool's reaction today completely broke Situ Qingyu's heart and tore away the expectations in his heart bit by bit.
Situ Qingyu, who always considered himself very smart, couldn't figure out what was wrong with him, and why his mother still didn't want to acknowledge him even though he had begged so much.
I went back to my room alone, locked myself in the room, and sat on the small bed. I never thought I would cry.
Although crying is the exclusive domain of children, Situ Qingyu's high IQ allowed him to know that he is different from ordinary children. Ordinary children can cry when something happens, but because he is a genius, he should not regard crying as a disease.
The way to solve things.
At this time, the door was locked, and Situ Qingyu, who had been holding up his little face, was sitting on the bed, leaning against the wall, as if looking for support, holding his little face with his little hands, and then looking blankly at the people in the room.
Somewhere.
I thought about Ling Xiaoran's face, overlapping each other.
That kind of indifference was so different from the face I saw in the photo.
The eyes full of warmth and love can't be found now. No matter what the reason is, even his own son is unwilling to recognize him.
It's been five years since he left. In these five years, there has been no news from him.
He has never been surprised. Even if he doesn't know what happened five years ago, he knows that a mother has her own reasons for abandoning her own child.
But after five years, he waited for five years and finally got her back.
He didn't blame her for not coming to him after she came back, because he knew she must have her reasons.
But he really didn't understand why she could still be so cold and abandon him again and again, even though he had taken the initiative to stick to her and stand in front of her again and again.
Is she really so reluctant to recognize herself?
Some warm liquid gushes out, and then it's like a dam bursting, and it can't be stopped.