1396. Chapter 1396 Mother, our backyard is on fire [8]
The graceful figure rotated slightly, and then her whole body softly fell into his arms where she sat cross-legged, and her white hands gently hugged his neck.
The warm breath of orchids in his mouth, with its fragrance, gently blew on his exposed neck, seducing every nerve in him.
His fingers were like playing a piano on his body.
Staring at his reaction with a half-smile.
Feeling Baili Na's body stiffen suddenly.
It's a pity that those closed eyes still didn't open.
The corner of Lu Qingqing's mouth curled into a proud smile.
It's a small sample, let's see how long you can endure it!
She really didn't believe that he could really forget the good things they had in the past.
Could it be that his deep love for her would really become ineffective just because of a broken technique?
Don’t believe it or not, just don’t do it.
But sometimes, even if you don’t believe it, it may be the truth.
She tried all kinds of tricks, almost searching for all the teasing tricks she knew. After a long time, she sat helplessly in front of him.
Looking at him in front of me, it was clear that his body was on fire, but he remained motionless, like an iceberg.
So unwilling.
But at this moment, he was very powerless.
A feeling of powerlessness arising from the bottom of my heart.
Seeing him so cold and indifferent, she began to feel a little bit of fear in her heart.
She was afraid that she would really lose him.
If he is still alive, but has no love or affection, then what is the difference between him and a piece of ice or a puppet?
She doesn't care about the relationship between the sexes, she cares about the love in her heart. Does the love in his heart still exist?
"Baili Fenghua, can you really abstain from sexual desire?"
"able!"
"Do you no longer love me?" Lu Qingqing asked sadly, almost gritting her teeth.
She tried really hard, but the results frightened her.
He looked at her with cold eyes, and said word by word, "So what if we love or not? We are already a couple, but in the face of a great crisis, what we have to do is to practice hard, and as for the lust of our children,
, it should be put aside!!”
That tone, that look, it seemed that all it took was one sentence: Amitabha Buddha can become a monk.
"Your body is screaming for me!" He was sad in his heart, but the smile on his face looked into his eyes with a sweet and unwilling look.
"Indeed, my body wants you, but my mind can control my body very well." He did not deny his body's reaction.
Of course, this is a fact, and denying it is useless.
He pursed his lips and said, "Do I have to do nothing in order to practice?"
"Yes!" He answered simply and forcefully.
Lu Qingqing felt like a mouthful of old blood was about to spurt out again.
This broken skill is really capable of teasing people. How can a good person become so cold and aloof!
"Okay! Practice!" She responded with an annoyed tone, then turned around, followed his example, sat up cross-legged, and started practicing.
The corners of Baili Fenghua's mouth moved slightly, and when she closed her eyes, she opened her eyes with delicate phoenix eyes and slightly drooped eyelids.
His eyes were as deep as a bottomless sea. There were surging emotions in them, hurt and painful, as if they were about to burst out of his eyes.
Suddenly, he closed his eyes and continued practicing.
