"We..." The following words were swallowed by Ying's red lips. Bo Chen originally wanted to tell her that their relationship should not be determined in such a bad situation. He wanted to give her the best, and she deserved it.
The most solemn treatment. But when her fingers climbed up the buttons of his clothes, and when her delicate fragrance penetrated his lips and tongue, all self-control collapsed in the passion.
He wanted her too, very much. Suppressing his desire under such circumstances made his whole body feel extremely painful. He gave up the struggle and responded to her shy kiss. There was nothing he could care about, she would eventually be him.
His wife. Finally her little hand touched his heart, her fingers paused for a moment, and her kisses fell to every corner of his body. She was like a snake, winding and entangled, almost seductively tempting his fragile reason, and he
Finally abandoned the defense and fell.
When he entered her, he heard her moaning in pain. Her fingers grasped hard on his arm. He leaned down and kissed the corner of her lips with his lips. He wanted her greenness to be able to
Slowly getting used to his burning heat. But when his body touched hers, it was as if he was under a spell and unable to control it. The rhythm exploded with brutal force, and there were only his heavy breathing and her thin and suppressed moans in the air.
What is reason?
Reason is just smoke before passion.
The moonlight is enchanting, and the quietly flowing moonlight is even more charming between the bed and the ground. The wind moves the curtains, and the entangled figures on the bed finally don't know what they have to give or how much confusion they can get.
The sun shines through the gaps in the curtains to form a flickering light strip and projects onto the ground. Fine dust flies and hovers in the light strip. The alcohol slowly dissipates in the body, the heat subsides, and the passion subsides. After a night of madness and precipitation, Bo Chen
He finally woke up from his slumber. His head still hurt slightly, and his limbs were still slightly numb, but his heart was unusually satisfied. He took a deep breath, and subconsciously, he reached out to find the temperature of his crazy obsession last night.
.
cold!
The bedding beside him had already lost its warmth.
empty!
The space beside the body was not filled, on the contrary, the space where the hands were placed was empty. There were only traces of coquettish greenness blooming alone on the messy sheets.
His eyes opened, and his originally relaxed body tensed up in an instant. He sat up from the bed like a spring, and his ears searched for the slightest vibration in the air that he wanted to hear. But in the air, apart from the faint floral fragrance she left behind after making love,
, and nothing else.
He didn't care about his naked body or his bare feet. Bo Chen jumped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom. At this moment, he would rather not believe his ears. The bathroom door opened, and it was still empty. He wanted to
There is no trace of the person's beauty.
"Geng Mo!" he shouted, feeling panicked, confused and scared for the first time.
No, Geng Mo, don’t be so cruel, don’t treat me like this. He was secretly guessing in his heart. The more he guessed, the more uneasy he felt. The more he guessed, the more confident he felt in his heart. Then he looked at the big mirror in the bathroom.
, he saw traces of her lipstick, spreading like blood in his eyes.
"sorry!
I love you!
Don’t look for me!”
His hands and feet were cold for a moment, and the blood in his body solidified at this moment. The ten short words were like ten sharp swords piercing his heart at the same time. Last night, she surrendered to his body and moaned softly. On his arm
There are even scratches where she suppressed the pain, but now everything seems to be just a dream.
My heart was empty. Her departure took away all the happiness that was originally filled in my heart. An empty heart could not withstand any wind and rain. The scream of grief was accompanied by a hard blow, and the big mirror in front of it shattered.
.Blood flowed out from between the fingers, and pain spread from the depths of the heart.
"Crackling..." The fragments of the mirror finally fell from the wall. The fragments fell to the ground and broke into smaller fragments, reflecting Bo Chen's pale, desperate, sad and shattered face.
Sliding down on the floor, his tall body gradually shrank into a ball. There was a feeling of sadness in his eyes. The man did not shed tears easily, but it was not to the point of sadness. But could a man's tears bring back the lost happiness?
"Geng Mo... Geng Mo..." Bo Chen knelt on the floor, scratching his knees with the sharp mirror fragments. He did not move and was unable to leave. He just muttered the name over and over again, as if he wanted to get something out of it.
A little bit of hope, as if wanting to get a little bit of power from this name. "You are so cruel! How could you treat me like this!"
"How could you treat me like this?" He cried out in pain, staring at the empty room.