The white sheets, a touch of bright red blood, proved her innocence. This is the trace and evidence of her identity change. Luo Ning lay lazily in Leng Yan's arms, listening to his heartbeat, feeling him still
Jianting, couldn't help but say in surprise: "Why aren't you enough?"
"You are so charming." Leng Yan said truthfully. "Then... will we continue?" Luo Ning felt his body, and there was still a stinging pain, but it was not unbearable, so he said.
"It's your first time, it's not good to do too much." Leng Yan shook his head and refused. It was not that he didn't want it. In fact, his body needed it very much. After the previous exercise, Luo Ning was relieved and reached its peak, but he
But it was far from enough, but because it was Luo Ning's first time, she just held it back, because if she really had a good time, she would definitely not get out of bed tomorrow morning. He knew very well about his abilities in this regard.
Feeling Leng Yan's considerate, Luo Ning was moved and his body arched into his arms again, and his sleepy eyes fell on his face.
The butterfly mask was lifelike, blocking her gaze, but it was constantly separated from her curiosity. She wanted to know what kind of face it was under this mask, and she also wanted to know the person she gave it to for the first time.
What to look like.[
Lifting his palm, slowly stretching towards the butterfly mask, gently rubbing it on it, feeling that the material of the mask is very strange, like yarn but not yarn, like cloth but not cloth, as smooth as silk, but more
Qingliang is somewhat similar to the Tiansilk described in the novel.
Luo Ning fumbled on Leng Yan's face tremblingly, found the edge of the butterfly mask in his ear, and twisted a corner tremblingly. Leng Yan felt her movements and saw that she was about to take off her mask and put her big hands on her face.
Catching her hand, blocking its movement.
"Isn't it possible?" Luo Ning pressed his upper body against Leng Yan's body and stared at his eyes. "There's nothing wrong, but I'm afraid you will be disappointed when you see it." Leng Yan said, let go of his hands and take the initiative.
Leave the right to her.
"well!"
Luo Ning sighed quietly, and did not continue her previous actions. She gave up and suddenly felt very scared. Leng Yan's words aroused the worries in her heart. She and him were people from two worlds, and were destined to be hostile.
At first, it is better to not see him when he sees his true face, because that will inevitably make her even more embarrassed.
Leng Yan was stunned and knew that she had misunderstood her meaning. He was talking about his true identity as Leng Yan, the cohabitant she had always hated. He was afraid that Luo Ning knew that the butterfly faced man was him, and it would be difficult for him to accept it for a while.
What Luo Ning understood was the opposite identities, but such words were really hard to explain, so Leng Yan did not say much, but reached out to pat her shoulder twice, and held her in her arms.
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The two hugged each other quietly, and no one spoke. Luo Ning's eyes drooped down, falling on Leng Yan's strong chest, his eyes slightly contracted, and when he saw him, his body was covered with scars almost everywhere, and his palms were trembling.
She was stroking her on it, from these scars, she could guess his life over the years, which made her heart throbbing.
Luo Ning lay on his chest, closed his eyes and listened to his heartbeat, and gradually fell asleep. Today, he had been struggling for a day, and experienced too many things. His emotions fluctuated several times, and his ups and downs. He had another passion before, and he closed his eyes.