Of course, there was another reason why he couldn't be impatient.
Because he felt that her lips gradually began to follow the healed wound on his shoulder, slowly sliding down, then turning back, describing it carefully. And along with the shallow and detailed kiss,
Along with it came a warm, almost imperceptible flow of heat.
Drop by drop, it rolled onto his wound and seemed to roll into his heart.
He couldn't help but think of the shame on this wound and the beauty she bestowed upon him.
On the one hand, the existence of the wound revealed his past failures, and on the other hand, it confirmed the incomparable position he had occupied in her heart.
In this way, the unquenchable passion in his heart gradually became warmer and turned into tenderness, causing his hands to involuntarily pat the back of the person in his arms, trying to calm her emotions.
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Both of them were silent, but that indescribable feeling of warmth turned into the air here and circulated in the fragrance that filled the room.
It won't be depressing, it will just make people feel comfortable.
And these two people have one thought in their hearts at this time - if possible, they hope that time will stop at this minute, so that they can embrace each other calmly and truly like this...
"You shouldn't have come, you really shouldn't have come!"
With red eyes, Bo Jinghan said this.
She was a person who rarely cried, so much so that she thought her tear glands had degenerated. At least, during the three months when she left home and was sent to a strange place for training by Terence, no matter how hard or tiring she was, she did not cry.
She shed a single tear, but calmly showed the most standard smile to everyone there and every eyeliner.
But now, when she holds him, faces him, clings to him, and truly feels that the person she still misses is by your side, she finds that her emotions are pouring out uncontrollably.
And there were too many secrets hidden in the nine words she repeatedly said, but because she couldn't explain them clearly, she had to swallow them with blood.
"If you shouldn't come, my wife is here, of course I have to find her! Besides, this is grandpa's home, my wife is busy and can't go home, and I'm not here either, so I finally came over.
Do you always want to come and see the old man? Oh, and my son is also here. My elders miss those two little guys, so naturally I want to come and have a look..."
After saying this, Lu Yan paused, lowered his eyes and looked at Bo Jinghan, smiled meaningfully, reached out to hold her sharp chin, looked at her deeply and carefully, and then spoke with his low, slightly hoarse voice.
A drunken voice said softly: "You have lost weight...my little kitten!"
With his chest rising and falling slightly, Bo Jinghan took a deep breath, lowered his chin slightly, and did not look at him.
She is afraid of those eyes.
——The deepest love, the deepest love!
But there was a tenderness in those eyes, causing her to sink deeply into the waves of tenderness and emotion without paying attention.
I’m deeply involved in it, but I’m so happy with it!
She wanted to escape, but how could Lu Yan give her a chance to escape again?
One trip from his wife is enough to give him a headache and worry. If she runs a few more times, his little life will probably be consumed by that thing called missing!
The hand holding her chin tightened slightly, then gently lifted it, forcing her to raise her head and look at him: "Don't avoid me. Jinghan, look at me!"
