It was a fierce pursuit, a hail of bullets, and no chance to breathe or resist. It was like the final sprint stage of the 100-meter hurdles. The contestants used up their last bit of strength and burst out.
Maximize your potential and sprint towards the finish line...
He suddenly felt enlightened.
After more than three years, I finally found a way to completely conquer this woman...
Yan Xixi almost suffocated.
It felt as if his whole body no longer belonged to him, and his whole body almost seemed to explode.
I could only feel large drops of sweat dripping unbridled on my face and body, as if I was about to be completely drowned.
Time has stopped, and the violent attack has come to an abrupt end.
He fell heavily, like a person who suddenly falls from the highest cliff.
She also followed her, and together they were shattered to pieces from a high point.
However, this "death" comes so pleasantly...
Li Ao said, if you can choose the most pleasant way to die in life... then I would rather die this way.
This is what Yan Xixi is thinking at this moment... If he just dies like this, it doesn't matter.
A long, long time.
There were only hot breaths, uneven divisions, and disturbingly noisy heartbeats in the air... No one spoke, as if once they spoke, this extremely novel joy would disappear.
finally.
The sweat slowly began to cool down, and the wind blew in from the open window. Autumn insects were whispering all around, along with the faint smell of nectar and marigolds and the peculiar smell of figs that had just begun to ripen.
smell……
There is a fig tree outside the door, which is always kept for a long time because no one picks it, and the fruits on it are still lying on it alone until winter, until the wind blows away not a single leaf left.
"Carefully..."
Her wet hair was stuck to her forehead, eyebrows, scattered around the corners of her eyes, and everywhere on the pillow... She curled up like a cooked shrimp, lying obediently in his arms.
Her sleeping posture is very good and she never moves around.
This wet hair smells very good, still permeated with a faint scent of camellia.
There was a smile all over his face and he was very, very relaxed.
The big hand gently pushed the hair away from the corner of her eyes, "Take care..."
"Carefully."
"Carefully."
Nothing, I just like to call her name like that.
The dim light is as crystal clear as jade. Even though I have acquired this person countless times, I am still immersed in the artistic beauty of that collection time and time again... Just like a calligraphy and painting lover, the first thing I see are ordinary passers-by.
Later, I suddenly saw Wu Daozi's landscape paintings and Zhang Zeduan's "Along the River During the Qingming Festival".
The value of collectibles is that as time goes by, the value will become higher and higher, and the taste will become better and better.
The aesthetic vision has suddenly reached its peak.
Just like the ten thousand times of admiration and surprise in his heart: every time you think she is beautiful enough, but there are always newer and better discoveries... Just like now, the real treasure is slowly being opened.
He was incredibly happy.
She kept blushing.
However, there was no word, just very, very sleepy...satisfied sleepiness.
Soon, I snuggled up to him and fell asleep.
He was also very tired and fell into a deep sleep.