The sky was full of bright fireworks, lighting up the entire night sky, and falling like fire rain.
Xiang Yimo smiled faintly, closed her eyes, and was deeply immersed in his tenderness. She took the initiative to climb onto his shoulders, and licked her tongue in conjunction with his teasing, like a waltz between two people, following his dance steps, briskly.
The ground is dancing.
Unable to control himself, Nangong Han put his hand into her hair, and the smooth black hair slid through his fingers like ink. His hot palm slid into her collar and touched the towering softness.
Xiang Yimo suddenly opened his misty eyes and held his hand, "No!"
"Why?" He frowned, his eyes filled with deep longing.
The firelight from the sky fell on them, blending the two of them into a dreamy picture.
The shy Xiang Yimo lowered his head and murmured: "Cold..."
Nangong Han hugged her and jumped out of the car, opened the back door, and couldn't wait to get in. "Is it still cold now?" He stretched out his arms, "Take off your clothes!"
"Ah?" Xiang Yimo had just been kissed by him and his brain was severely deprived of oxygen, so he couldn't keep up with his thinking.
"You are not good at taking off clothes, now is the perfect time for you to show off your skills!"
"Compared to you, my level is like that of a preschooler, and you have already graduated from college!"
Nangong Han suddenly turned around and threw her down, "It seems that I'm going to teach you a lesson." His hand passed across her cheek, reached into her collar, removed the zipper bit by bit, and took it off smoothly.
her coat.
Xiang Yimo's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he held his breath. His face was red, and his ears were red. His bright eyes were staring at him, his mind was blank, and his body seemed to be looking forward to his touch. He had no resistance at all and was at his mercy.
"Momo..." Nangong Han called her so affectionately for the first time, took off the clothes that were in the way, picked her up, straddled her body, and scattered hot kisses messily on her body, slowly
Climb the towering snow-capped mountains, pick out a pink flower, and taste it carefully.
Xiang Yimo was so stimulated that her whole body felt hot, as if she was in a furnace. Her skin turned a faint crimson and was as delicate as a lotus flower.
Nangong Han hugged her tightly and pressed her towards him, coveting her delicacy and enjoying her delicacy, "Momo, you already have me, forget about him, is that okay?"
Ci's voice lost its usual commanding tone and now sounded more like a prayer.
He thought he wouldn't care about anyone anymore, but now, he cares more and more about Xiang Yimo's feelings, his position in her heart, and the way she looks at other men.
A ray of electricity suddenly flowed through the blood vessels and tendons, and a soft feeling filled the whole body, which suddenly turned into a puddle of water. "Hmm..." Xiang Yimo moaned, panting and leaning on his shoulder.
Her chest rose and fell nervously, and she asked cautiously: "If I cheated on you, will you forgive me?"
"It depends on the situation!" Nangong Han continued to invade her.
Xiang Yimo's eyes dimmed. She was so tired that her strength seemed to have been drained away. Even Shen Yin had no strength left, and she made a humming sound...
Her heart has been lost.
What to do? How should she face her sister?
What if Nangong Han learns the truth, how will Xiang Yimo face him?
Outside the car, fireworks were brilliant. Inside the car, love was blazing. It broke the silent night and left a deep mark.
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It's late at night and the night is getting darker.
The two of them returned to Shen's house. When Nangong Han held her hand and walked to the stairs, he suddenly thought of something, "You go up first!" After saying that, he let go of Xiang Yimo's hand, turned around and left.
Xiang Yimo's back ached and her lower body was sore. She dragged her heavy steps upstairs and went upstairs full of worries. It was her first time here and she didn't know the light switch. She was also afraid that she would press the wrong switch and disturb other people's rest, so Simply smear it.
It was dark outside the window, and Shuo Yue hid, leaving only a pool of stars.
Xiang Yimo had just stepped onto the last step and reached the top of the stairs when a clear and graceful voice sounded——
"Han, I haven't seen you for a year, why have you suddenly become so unfamiliar?"
In the dark night, when she couldn't see anyone clearly, Shen Mengni actually thought she was Nangong Han. Her whole body froze and she stood quietly on the spot without saying a word.
"Do you still blame me for abandoning you back then? I said that I disliked you for having nothing, just to stimulate you and make you let go completely. I did this just to let you deal with Patrick wholeheartedly without being distracted by me. I will not become The leverage that Patrick uses against you will reduce your worries."
At the beginning, it was clear that she disliked Nangong Han for having nothing, but she was so eloquent, but after her explanation, she became an image of freedom and sacrifice who understands the righteousness.
Xiang Yimo moved slightly, reminding her that she hadn't left yet and was listening to her carefully.
"I know that your heart is still with me, so it doesn't matter which woman you marry. Marrying that woman is purely to make grandpa happy."
Hearing these words, Xiang Yimo's heart suddenly hurt, as if she had been stung by a fine needle. Although she couldn't see the scar, the pain was so painful that she gasped.
"Marrying a woman you don't love, are you using this method to retaliate against me? It makes me feel even more guilty and uneasy! I hope you are happy instead of living in my shadow." Shen Mengni's voice gradually faded. A little excited and short of breath.
"Snapped!"
The lights on the stairs suddenly turned on, and the bright water lamp chandeliers emitted a soft and bright light, illuminating every corner.
"You..." Shen Mengni saw Xiang Yimo's face and immediately showed a panicked expression, "How could it be you?"
Xiang Yimo smiled awkwardly, "It was me!"
Nangong Han ran upstairs with a cup of hot milk, and saw Shen Mengni's expression slightly stagnant, "Why are you here?"
"I..." Her expression was stiff and her face turned blue.
"She was sleepwalking and talking in her sleep." Xiang Yimo took Nangong Han's arm and nestled in his arms, as if showing off to her, "Let's go back! People who are sleepwalking cannot be awakened. Otherwise you will become crazy."
It was a pun, insinuating that Shen Mengni was just talking nonsense, and she would not believe it at all.