His hands held her face, his movements were domineering and gentle, but his breath was urgent and hot, giving her no chance to retreat.
He had kissed her since she came back, but this time it was different. His kiss was filled with deep and patient desire and repressed pain. Although it was just a kiss, it seemed to involve endless struggle, like a trapped beast...
…
He kissed her very hard, taking all her breath away forcefully and domineeringly. Duanmumu's brain was like a vast wasteland after snow, and all the strength in her body was sucked away by him little by little. The hands that resisted and resisted at first were also weak.
fell on his shoulders.
In fact, she was also in pain. After four years of thinking and reading, they finally met, but they still had to separate.
This kind of pain is like opening a healed scar, and the pain is even more intense than the first time.
Her body was held tightly by him, grinding against the wall without any obstruction, and finally almost took her away from the place, but he still seemed to be unsatisfied, kissing her crazily.
His mouth was filled with the aroma of wine and the strong smell of tobacco. In fact, she didn't like that taste, but for some reason, after being filtered by him, the taste became tempting and made her unable to dislike it.
The sadness and pain mixed together made this kiss feel like a farewell. Both of them longed for a little longer, a little longer...
Duanmu Mu thought so, but he didn't know what a kiss, especially a kiss that was about to leave, meant to a man.
He had been looking for her for four years and finally found her, but in the end he still had to watch her leave. For Leng Anyen, this feeling was like using a knife to peel him alive.
He doesn't want it, and he's not willing to...
"Don't go!" He murmured during the lingering kiss.
Duanmumu's heart trembled, but he couldn't give him an answer. After four years, the hatred and resentment between them may have been smoothed over time, but now there is still Xunxun between them, as long as this child
In one second, you will be reminded of this embarrassing and incestuous relationship.
They may be able to deceive themselves and endure it, but what about external pressure?
He is a celebrity, and any little thing will become a stain on his burden. She can no longer put him in that situation.
Their relationship ended four years ago, so let's end it once and for all!
He should find an innocent girl and start a new life.
She couldn't say these words, she could only shake her head, and tears fell down her cheeks, falling into their infatuated kiss. The saltiness made him kiss her for a moment, and then she became even crazier.
He was almost biting her, as if he wanted to swallow her.
It was the middle of the night, and there was no one in the silent corridor. She was not surprised that he tore off her clothes right here and took possession of her.
As soon as this realization flashed through her, he felt his hands really lift up the hem of her clothes and crawl in, moving along her waist.
He wanted her, he wanted her from the moment he saw her. Putting aside the desire of a man, just four years of suppressed thoughts and thoughts made him want her. But he didn't. He was always cautious, lest he accidentally
scare her away.
But she still has to leave eventually, and once she leaves, there may be no chance between them again.
"Don't..." Duanmumu grabbed his hand and resisted.
He paused for a second and looked at her intently with a pair of black eyes, filled with a heart-stopping scarlet color. It was unclear whether it was passion or anger.
"No!" Duanmumu shook his head again and turned his face to one side.
Her pink lips were swollen red from his kisses, as moist as petals wet with dew in the morning, and there was nervousness in her dark eyes. She made him feel like he saw the little woman four years ago.
"Mumu..." He called her softly, and then pressed his hot lips down again.
He couldn't imagine what it would be like to face the long night alone after she left again. He didn't want it. He wanted to hold her and kiss her like now.
This round of kisses was fierce and determined, and his big hands under her clothes were even more scalding. Duanmumu felt that if he continued like this, he would burn her.
"Stop, Leng Anyhen, stop..." She whimpered, and finally bit down hard.
She vaguely felt a click and his movements stopped. She shook her head and shed tears in strings, "No, we can't..."
The decisive voice and those tears made him wake up, but the reluctance deep in his heart was like a struggling beast, "Mumu, don't go, let's start over."
She looked at him blankly as if she had been struck by something, with only tears still flowing down her face. But after a moment, she shook her head again, "How is that possible?"
"Nothing is impossible," he growled. At this moment, he seemed to have made up his mind, but his eyes were closed for some reason, as if he didn't dare to look at her, and a hoarse voice sounded beside her, "
I accept, I accept everything..."
She understands what he means!
He said he could accept the honor, but now it's easy to say it, but it's not easy to do it. It's hard work and gentle work.
If he could accept it from the beginning, he wouldn't stop visiting them these days, and he wouldn't have to be so entangled in pain at the moment!
She knew that he wanted to work hard, but thinking and doing were two different things.
It's not that she doesn't give him a chance, it's that she doesn't want their relationship to be so embarrassing that there won't even be a trace of good memories.
"Thank you for saying this, but I can't accept it." Duanmumu was still rational. She gradually distanced herself from him, "Leng Anyen, you and I are not gods. We can't change anything. As long as we look at Xunxun
, we can't forget those shames. Instead of living together in such pain, it's better to separate now, at least there is still some beauty in our hearts."
Her words were like a sharp knife cutting through his heart. She rationally made his heart ache and made his heart bleed endlessly...
It seems that the little woman in front of him has not changed much from four years ago, but she has changed, become rational, and becomes more stubborn than before. Leng Anyen knows that no matter what he says, he can't keep her.
The alcohol he had drunk last night seemed to have surged up again at this moment, leaving him in a daze. He seemed to see the girl who hooked his arm at the airport. She smiled seductively and said to everyone, "...This is my fiancé, and I
Already has his bb..."
He had never deliberately remembered such a scene, but now he realized that it was so clear in the depths of his memory, as if it had been engraved on it.
The different her is like a movie in front of me, an overlapping of memory and reality...
Under the dim light, she was obviously so close to him, but he could no longer catch her. It seemed that something had drawn a deep chasm between them, and then gradually opened, separating them forever.
, separated on the far shore.
I will never be able to get closer in my life.
Life is destined to be unfavorable.
After coming out of the hospital, it was already dawn. Leng Anyen drove the car and found that he was lost in the misty early morning. Even the streets that he was familiar with on weekdays had become strange today. He was so unfamiliar that he didn't know where to go.
where?
There was a voice in my heart and ears, that is, she was leaving...
It was as if her leaving would take away the whole world, and also take away his strength to live.
This feeling made him panic, scared, even nervous...
Ever since he was a child, there was nothing he could not get. Women were more like air to him. As long as he wanted them, they were available everywhere. But what happened to him now?
Just a woman, nothing special...
He closed his eyes and tried to convince himself.
She doesn't have an alluring face, nor a graceful figure, and her temper is more gentle than domineering. Moreover, she is the kind of woman he hates extremely. Is it necessary for him to feel disappointed for such a woman?
He kept counting her bad things over and over in his heart, but he didn't know that every time he counted them, the memory in his heart would become deeper and deeper.
The early morning sun shone into the ward, but it could not shine into Duanmu Mu's heart. Ever since Leng Anyen left, she had maintained such a posture, like a petrified sculpture.
"Mom..." came the child's cry from behind, which was soft and sweet, like freshly baked bread.
Duanmumu quickly wiped his eyes and looked back, and saw Xunxun looking at her. He was young, but his eyes were so sharp, which made her panic. At this moment, looking into his eyes, she felt like
The illusion of seeing Leng Anyen.
It's just that this feeling disappeared in an instant. In fact, there was nothing wrong with them. After all, they were brothers of the same father.
Thinking of this relationship, Duanmumu felt her face get hot again. Now she felt it was unacceptable just to think about it, let alone face it in real life.
Her decision was right, at this moment, she was right about herself.
Taking a deep breath to adjust his emotions, Duanmumu walked towards Xunxun and stroked his soft hair with his big hands, "Are you awake?"
"Are you crying?" Even though Duanmumu tried his best to pretend, Ke Xunxun could still see it at a glance.
Xunxun and Xiaotangxin were born less than a month apart, but this child is obviously much more mature than Xiaotangxin. It is said that children of poor people become rich early. Maybe this child lacks too much love, which makes him so mature...
"No..." Duanmumu rubbed his face and tried his best to smile sweetly.
"Mom is lying," Xunxun is a child and doesn't hide his thoughts. He just says what he feels.
Duanmumu was speechless for a moment by Xunxun, but unexpectedly he asked, "Mom, don't you want to leave here?"
She was stunned when she saw Xunxun pointing at Xiaotangxin, "I know you can't let go of your sister's father."
In an instant, Duanmu Mu felt as if countless silver needles had been shot into her chest, and the pain made her suffocate.
How can we let such a sensible child let go?
"Mom, don't let me go!" Suddenly, Xunxun stretched out his little arm and hooked her neck.
Duanmumu hugged him tightly into his arms, his voice choked with sobs, "No, mom won't let Xunxun go."
ps: There will be an update today. The next plot will be more intense. Can Mumu leave? What is Xiao Xunxun’s life experience? It will be revealed soon!
