Fu Hong frowned, and he was indeed cursing in his heart: I know you don't love me enough, otherwise why has there been no movement until now?
"I love you, Honghong. My love for you can be seen from the sun and the moon..." Ziyang looked completely unruly, hanging on Fu Hong's neck and said with a smile: "Only when the mountains and the earth are harmonious can I dare to be with you."
Absolutely…”
"Glib tongue!"
Fu Hong picked her up and didn't intend to get up. Instead, his cell phone was restlessly picking off her clothes. Ziyang was also not idle. She had been a vegetarian for more than half a month, and suddenly realized that there was no need to be a vegetarian at all. The sky was thundering and the earth was burning.
Two men and women in heat in broad daylight intertwined directly on the carpet...
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Ziyang felt that she was probably just sitting idle and miserable.
In the first half of the month, I chanted "I don't love him, I don't love him, I don't love him" every day, which was more pious than a nun chanting sutras;
In the second half of the month, I chanted every day: "I love him very much, I love him very much, I love him very much," and I became even more pious and affectionate.
But why is it that when she opens her eyes every day, there is no change at all on the soft big bed in her bedroom?
Sometimes even she herself begins to question, does she not love him enough; or does he not love him enough?
How is that possible!
Ziyang seemed to be deeply hit, and her mind was full of depression.
Fu Hong raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you tired of thinking about problems that don't need to be thought about all day long?"
"Why don't you need to think about it? My son is a living dead now. I want him to become a normal person, so why don't I need to study it? You said, why don't you fulfill your vow? It won't go against heaven.
The beast mirror is not as powerful as you think? Or it will become ineffective after a long time? Then what will my Junjun do if he can't go back?"
"It will happen when conditions are ripe. This kind of thing can't be rushed."
"I'm just anxious! Very anxious! Very anxious!" Zi Taiyang sat up suddenly, patting the quilt with both hands and was extremely depressed: "What should I do? What should I do! Don't you know how to love me more! You love me so much
I won’t be able to go back until soon!”
Fu Hong sighed softly, pursed his lips, and let her vent without saying a word. When she finally stopped, he almost pushed her down. Ziyang stretched out her hand to push, but he held her waist tighter.
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"Be good, don't think too much, sleep with me for a while longer."
"What time is it?"
Fu Hong took out his cell phone and took a look: "Six-thirty."
"Ah? Half past six? Then I'll sleep for a while, maybe we won't be together when I wake up." Ziyang muttered: "Wait a minute, I want to call Wenwen, and we made an appointment to go out today.
It's just a joke, if I'm gone she will blame me for letting her go."
"Which smell?"
"It's the woman Qin Shouxin met. The girl he took to the KTV with him last time was very lively and crazier than me. We made an appointment to play together."
Fu Hong tried hard to think about what impression he had in his mind.
But I still reminded her: "Don't mess around with people you don't know well."
Ever since she was accidentally abducted by Dong Zhuo when she was shopping alone, Fu Hong subconsciously wanted her to go out casually, and even when she went out, he would have her bodyguards protect her tightly, not wanting anyone to get through any cracks.