But she knew deeply that she would only hurt once when she saw him once.
Sometimes, his face and his face are the sharpest weapons, and as long as they float through her mind, they can cut her heart to pieces.
Just like now, I love him very much and want to hug him very much, but my heart is like a knife and I can't do anything about it.
She sorted out her emotions and slowly raised her head, "It's nothing, I'm going back to take care of the children."
She turned around and took a few steps, and suddenly a strong wind came from behind her, and then her arm was pulled and fell into his wide arms in an instant.
Before she could come to her senses, she attacked her with overwhelming kisses.
Frantic and domineering, he invaded her lips unscrupulously, not gentle at all, as if he wanted to swallow her.
She was stunned for a few seconds, and when she was awake, she was about to push him away.
Helplessly, he trapped her hands tightly under his arms, and his whole body was tightly held by him, unable to move.
There was a heavy pressure from her lips, and the pain also spread from her heart. Now that things have come, why do you still have to be entangled?
She couldn't push him away, so she had to bite him on the lips.
But this move not only failed, but instead resulted in his stronger suppression.
He seemed to treat her as air and swallow her to vent his anger.
The hot tongue reached into her mouth, sucked in restraint, and repeatedly wrapped around.
Her lips were rolling around without reservation, leaving no gap or room, so that she could not breathe.
Every action conveys despair and helplessness.
Kisses are becoming more and more unbridled and more crazy.
She bit him again, but this time she tried very hard.
A smell of blood slowly spread along the jade liquid in the mouth, and soon filled the entire mouth.
Zhang Lang was slightly stunned for a moment, then swept through her mouth even more uncontrollably.
The more I covered my hands, the tighter I felt, and the strength on my lips became heavier.
The wound gradually develops astringent pain as the friction between the lips and tongue.
But what hurts more than the wound is his heart.
Although he was kissing her at this moment, she did not react at all, as if she was like a wood carving, without feeling.[
Perhaps she is no longer the same as she was back then, nor is she his anymore...
A knife-like pain passed through his heart.
He gradually let go of her lips when she was almost suffocated by the kiss.
A trace of bright red bloodshot was overflowing from the corners of his lips, and Tian Mafan reached out to help him wipe it off.
But as soon as her arm was raised, she put it down again.
She didn't know whether he kissed her because of anger or love. But no matter which one it was, this passionate kiss could only be regarded as a cloud of smoke.
Because there are so many problems before them.
There are her mistakes, the kind Fang Yuyao, and a complicated child...
No matter which one it was, she and him could not go back to the past.
Zhang Lang looked at her unsteadily, and there was a strong feeling in his eyes.
He didn't know why he was so out of control.
Maybe I missed her too much, maybe I missed her too much, or maybe I couldn't suppress his emotions.
The two looked at each other, and their shadows reflected in each other's eyes.
The atmosphere seemed to solidify...
The two of them stood like sculptures for a long time.
Finally, he lowered his eyes, turned around and left, and his figure disappeared into the darkness like fog.