【V374】There is a story in this world called Ling Yansen's love for Ah Wu
[69 Book Bar - www.] Many years later, Qingwu still remembered that her Ayan cried that night.
On her body, it seemed to be intentional, causing her pain and making her cry in pain, so that long after that not-so-ecstatic farewell, Qingwu couldn't tell whether the water droplets flowing on her face at night were what they were.
Did he drop it, or did it come from her tear ducts.
After Duoduo finished his dinner and played with his little Mr. Duck for a while, he yawned in Qingnu's arms.
I don’t know if yawning is contagious, but Qingwu also started to feel sleepy.
She was more worried about where she should sleep. After all, this was indeed a question worth worrying about. She and Ling Yansen now didn't know whether they were alone.
There are many cute and cozy little cradle beside the bed in Ling Yansen's bedroom.
When Qingwu held the sleeping Duoduo and put her into the cradle, and when she saw the infinitely soft and comfortable Ling Yansen's big bed, Qingwu's weak body had lost all reason.
Recently, I always forget to return home and to the hospital. My home is not close to the hospital where Jiang Henhan lives, so I have to take nearly an hour and a half of bus ride every day. After a few days, people will be tired.
Qingwu went out and looked up at the study room on the attic. A few beams of white light stretched out from the cracks in the closed door.
Ling Yansen was still busy, so let's take a nap in bed while he didn't come back. When he came in and slept, she would move back to the hard sofa. Based on her understanding of Ling Yansen, the kind of person he was
Naturally, he would not behave like a gentleman in front of her and give her the bed. He would definitely let her sleep on the sofa without mercy. He would also act like a god and give alms, saying, "Letting you have a sofa to sleep on is already treating you well."
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I don’t know what’s going on with my health lately, I’m always prone to back pain. I went to prison three years ago just after giving birth to Duoduo. The root causes of the disease I suffered at that time are still not cured.
Qingwu fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed.
So Qingwu had no idea when Ling Yansen walked in in the dark.
It was already two o'clock in the morning when Ling Yansen finished his work. Only when he really got started did he realize that as the president of a huge group, he had a lot to answer for, including establishing a charity foundation named after him for Duoduo, and
A series of matters of Jiayu International, how to properly transition to Sicong, and dozens of overseas branches.
His body was tired without even realizing it, as if he couldn't stop for a minute. Once he stopped, he couldn't help but start thinking about the feasibility of the decision in his heart.
He was completely selfish and threw everything to others. He didn't know when he came up with this bad idea. Maybe it was because He Yi had hurt him so thoroughly.
After a while, or maybe after secretly overhearing Ah Wu and Jiang Henhan discussing having a baby in the hospital, he didn't know whether he felt more sad or relieved. In short, he only knew one thing, he couldn't watch her and Jiang Henhan.
Others give birth to children and live a happy life.
Since you can't take anything away from her and deprive her of her little freedom, then just kill yourself.
After going to hell, he would never be able to see the scenes that made him sad.
I dried my hair and tossed the towel. Thanks to the shadow of the cold moon outside the window, I could see a thin strip rising from the quilt on the bed, arching into the shape of a baby's self-protection, and the sleeping posture of the little guy in the cradle.
Exactly the same beauty.
His last Ah Wu is right in front of him.
When he reacted, he had already walked around to the other side of the bed, climbed up, and hugged her gently from behind.
Qingwu began to sleep uneasily from a certain moment. She suddenly felt that her body was getting cold quickly. Her body was moving unconsciously, but she felt that she was dreaming and could not wake up.
However, when the piercing pain hit her, she suddenly woke up, and the hot and wild breath of the person behind her brushed against her earlobe. Her lower body felt hot and painful, and she was stunned when a hard object penetrated her.
He opened his mouth to scream and struggle, but that beautiful cradle covered with mosquito nets was lying quietly next to the bed under the dim light of the moon. There was a quiet and beautiful breathing sound inside, which came from Duoduo.
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After Qingwu woke up completely, she became furious, but Ling Yansen hugged her so tightly that there was no gap between flesh and body. Even the sweat could not tell whose skin pores it came from. She
The thin back was forced to stick closely to his lean and rapidly rising chest, hormones to hormones, fire to fire, closely compatible.
Duoduo was right next to her. She couldn't scream or cry loudly. She felt aggrieved. His lower body was spread ruthlessly by him, and her legs were dragged by him in a strange posture and placed on his shoulders.
He was moving, and as a drop of sweat fell, he threw her into the lapping waves so hard that she couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams. The painful touch, as he rushed away bit by bit.
The fatal friction caused by her tightly closed hole, and finally everything was painful and numb.
It's like eating mustard, choking but stimulating.
Her body was violently shaken back and forth by his fierce and merciless movements. Several times, he came so hard that her head hit the bed board, making a huge and extremely ambiguous sound.
She was so resentful that when she heard Duoduo turning over or murmuring in the cradle next to her, she couldn't help but bite his arm with all her strength under the torment of the two heavens of ice and fire.
So row after row of bloody impressions took root and sprouted on his strong and beautiful arms as he rampaged.
When the fierce peak of pleasure lurked somewhere below where it met him, she began to moan uncontrollably, her body rolled on the cusp of the wave, and the feeling of being inhaled on stimulants penetrated straight from the soles of her feet.
Electric shocks passed through every cell of the center that was responsible for pure desire, and finally rushed to her head.
Destroyed.
The sweat on his body splashed onto her round top, igniting her irresistible ultimate joy.
She was so tired, but he kept panting low and arrogantly and domineeringly picked up her legs, and pressed them hard against his lean waist, making them fit closer together, with almost no distance.
She felt that he had grown bigger and thicker, and she could no longer bear anything. She began to sob quietly, just crying. She kept crying, with a low voice and a pitiful cry.
It's not that he doesn't feel distressed, but what should he do for her? He is asking for it, asking endlessly and tirelessly, hoping to take this death-defying peak of bliss into the grave, so that even in purgatory, with this
With such unforgettable memories, he will not be swallowed up or coveted by loneliness.
He was so scared that he wanted to make love, make love to her, and lose the last bit of indulgence while enjoying it.
Just because he is Ling Yansen, he is crying, and when he conquers the woman he loves to the core, when she makes her feel pain and happiness, he doesn't want her to discover his damn cowardice, so he keeps asking for it,
It gave her a crushing blow without mercy at all, which made her suffer too much, made her happy completely, and even made her cry.
In this way, Owu, you won't be able to tell who shed the tears.
She suddenly covered her mouth, widened her eyes, and danced her other hand randomly in the air, trying to grab some life-saving straw by grabbing his hair or collar.
He clearly felt the sudden tightening of her lower body, which was about to pinch off her twitching. He sped up his movements, and with desperate brute force, kept pushing her to the deepest point. When he could no longer move forward, he finally reached the extreme point.
He trembled, then collapsed on top of her with a heavy gasp.
His voice was hoarse, and his voice had a strong salty smell. Qingwu couldn't tell clearly whether the salty smell came from his sweat or his tears.
"Ah Wu, promise me not to give birth to children for Jiang Henhan. Wait until you fall in love with him and feel you can give yourself to him, then give him children, okay?"
Qingwu was briefly shocked, and she was very angry, "Why?"
He was specious, but his tone was sticky, with a strong smell of rust, "You have to be responsible for yourself." In the days when I am not around you, you have to be responsible for yourself, Ah Wu.
Qingwu's newly closed tear glands opened wide. She suddenly turned around and grabbed the sheets with her hands, just like he did when he gave her the ultimate pain and pleasure, "What if I can't fall in love with him in this life..."
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"Love is walking with your eyes closed. You won't know whether the road ahead is flat or steep, because you can't see."
Yes, I can't see. Ever since I met a bastard named Ling Yansen when I was twenty-four years old, I've been so blind that even now, I'm still making damn mistakes!
Qingwu swallowed the salty liquid that slipped into her nose, not daring to inhale, "I'm afraid Jiang Henhan won't be able to wait until I am willing to give him children. Three days have passed since the fifteenth day."
Ling Yansen looked at the lonely roof that was stained with a layer of hoarfrost by the moonlight. He didn't know whether his eyes were lonely for the white roof, or whether the roof was lonely for his eyes. He chuckled and closed his eyes.
"He'll wait."
"Why are you so sure?" Qingwu was very angry, angry that he behaved in such a godly manner when he pushed her to other men.
Qingwu opened her eyes and waited for a long time, but what she waited for was the shallow and steady breathing of the man next to her. She curled her lips in self-mockery, her eyelids closed as if they were pulled by something, and when she realized,
She was so exhausted that she fell into a deep sleep. So much so that she finally forgot to tell him that deep down in her heart she was actually very resistant to giving birth to a child for Jiang Henhan, but she had to know how to repay her gratitude, and at the time, she couldn't say no.
After a while, the man next to her turned over and gently hugged everything about her. The sound at night was covered with frost and dew, so it sounded like a night song in the mountains and fields, sad and lingering.
He whispered to her voluptuous earlobe as if the dust had settled.
Because there is a story in this world called: Ling Yansen loved Ah Wu so much that he had to give up.