401. Chapter 401 Are you going to leave me alone on the road?
Chapter 401 Do you want to throw me alone on the road? (4)
Seeing Annuo stared at him, he made up another sentence: "Brother's hand is heavy, my arm seems to be screwed."
At a glance, Anno knew that he was lying, and had the strength to throw the towel over. Where could he hurt?
But she didn't say anything, she still stepped forward and helped him wipe her hair carefully.
The familiar breath is full of each other's noses. Two people, one obediently bowed their heads, straightened their arms, gently wiped with a towel.
"Okay!" After rubbing for a while, Anno put down his towel and helped him with rational hair. Her action was often actions that often helped his son after washing his hair. It was very skilled and natural.
Yan Ziqing moved her heart, grabbed her hand suddenly, pulled her into her arms, and looked down at her with a kind of inquiry eyes.
Anno was a little panicked, and he was hugged by him to struggle.
"San'er, don't do this ..." Her long eyelashes flashed uneasily, and the red silk eyes were helpless. She didn't go too much to avoid his sight.
Since she told him the moment she broke up, she no longer has the love of this man.
"How did you live these years?" Swallow asked.
"Reading and studied, just like this!"
"Your parents are okay?"
"Um!"
"What about your brother?"
My brother? Anno was silent, and said for a long time: "Let go, I'll get the medicine box ..."
"No need ... these little injuries ..." Yan Ziqing felt her deliberate alienation, frowned slightly, and loosened his hands.
Once the warm embrace was pulled away, Annotom felt an inexplicable loss hitting his heart. Then love him, but he dare not approach him anymore.
This is the biggest punishment for her fate. She once thought about it, if she had not been a lot, she might have died. She raised her eyes slightly, and her eyes were full of anger, blame, and painful handsome.
Her heart was like a blunt knife-late, so painful that she wanted to rush into his arms and cried.
San'er, her San'er!
Her man, her son's father!
With tears, Anno's lips moved, and for a long time, he said: "Then you sleep first, I'll take a bath!"
Yan Ziqing stood still, and she was frozen all over, cold and thorough.
Anno turned around and took a step, a huge force pulled her back again. Swallow Qing held her tightly in her arms, raised one hand behind her head, and kissed her
Soft red lips.
"Well ..." She was unwilling to break free, but the kiss full of plunder-grabbing did not give her any chance to escape.
Her lips are soft and soft, warm and warm, making him unbearable. The more struggling, the more he is tough.
The strong embrace, the wet-hot kiss gradually made Annuo lose the last trace of anti-resistance. In the face of his strong occupation-in the face of desire, she can only be a loser.
The man's thin lips slowly declined and stopped in her white and tender neck, and the heat of people, making her breathing anxious-promotion.
"An An, do you still feel about me, isn't it?" After a while, Yan Ziqing relieved that he wanted to ask her thoughts fiercely, raised his head and asked dullly.
Anno bit his lips, and worked hard to curb tears from the desire.
"I feel about you, there have been always." Swallow's deep eyes did not hide the thirst for her, "An An, I think ... I want you ..."