"No!" Che Yue raised her eyebrows, her eyes flashing with evil light.
Although the smile was so gentle and the eyes were so affectionate, the look of shame on his face really made Ting Qingyu dumbfounded.
"Che, don't make trouble!"
"I'm not making trouble, Yu'er, your body... well, I've touched it a long time ago. There's nothing to lose if I take another look, right?" Cheyue said evilly, her eyes filled with tenderness and ambiguity like moonlight.
Ting Qingyu's heart beat wildly, yes... Well, even though she was not conscious that time, Che Yue did touch everything... [
"Che..." Ting Qingyu's face turned red and white, and she quickly lowered her head and did not dare to look at him. During this period, she spent a lot more time with Cheyue, and the sadness left by Xiao Wen gradually faded away.
The wind dispersed, although every time I saw Xiao Wen, I felt inexplicably disappointed.
But Cheyue has returned to her, and Ting Qingyu also feels that she should be kinder to herself and Cheyue...
After all, for example, if you are cheated on by your ex-boyfriend, can you always think about him and hurt the other one?
Relationships are cultivated slowly. Ting Qingyu also feels that there is indeed very little eternal love in the world, but she hopes that if she is really with Cheyue, they will be together forever. Breaking up and falling in love again is really difficult.
Very tired.
"Yu'er..." Cheyue's voice suddenly softened, and she looked at Ting Qingyu, whose face was flushed, with tenderness.
"Ahem... no more, I want to sleep, please give me your robe!"
"Take it yourself!" Cheyue was a little angry. The two of them were married, but she never opened her heart to let him in.
Although feelings cannot be forced, he felt angry when he thought of the heartless Xiao Wen.
Ting Qingyu was stunned and raised her eyes. Those autumn-like eyes were full of moonlight, reflecting Che Yue's alluring body. She blushed and said nothing, so she could only walk towards the robe.
The shore was only one hand away from Che Yue. Ting Qingyu picked up the robe on it and looked back at Che Yue. Ahem...Does he have to climb up to put on the robe? That way, he wouldn't be the one to wear it.