She sighed in a low voice. It turned out that there was no such thing in this world and a perfect life. The fate would be given to you, and it would take another other.
With low head, she kissed his face with pity, distressed emotions, and finally kissed on his sexual-sense of sex.
He first accepted her initiative, and then reached out to hook her back of her head and recaptured the control.
This is a domineering, gentle and full of pity kiss, without occupying-and looting-grabbing, only full of love and spoil.
His hug was strong and powerful, and his hands gradually tightened, as if to rub her into his body. For a long time, he reluctantly let go of her and picked her chin with her fingers. Her blurred eyes were right.
He went to his affectionate sight.
"Xiao Guo! Want to be with me forever?"
The dizzy woman looked at the handsome face full of charm-confusion, nodded, nodded hard.
"The Feng family has a ancestral tomb in Kyoto. Many elders are buried there. In the future, I will go there to find my final destination. I leave you the position around me, do you want it?" Feng Yan said very much.
Seriously, not like a joke at all.
"Well ..." Suddenly, at the end of the distant future, Xia Yu Orange was a bit sad. She couldn't understand how the wind was so detailed when she said that she was dead.
Live, we live well. If you die, you can bury them together! "
Seeing that he faced his death so calmly, Xia Yanyan remembered the photo in his study. The handsome and young man who died early on the old age stood under the blooming cherry tree, and a beautiful arc at the corner of his mouth was flying.
The petals are glamorous.
They looked very much, and she suddenly felt that the wind turned into the man in the photo for a moment. She looked close to her, but she couldn't touch it again.
"Well, if that's the final home, please leave me to me ... Don't regret it!" She lay on his chest and answered quietly
"Okay!" Feng Yan said with a deep voice, with a pity, love and perseverance in his eyes, but in the end it turned into a kind of decision and calmness. Because the Feng family was too heavy, the legend was cursed by the enemy family, so the man in the Feng family
Generally, they are not 40 years old, and most of them die early.
His big hand stroked his back, and then slowly clenched it. This year, he was 28 years old. If he was forty, it would only be twelve years.
Twelve years, saying that it is not short, it is not long.
However, he has been accustomed to facing everything indifferent, but now he has concerns.
What if he is gone one day, what should she do?
Who can love her without reservation, protect her, pity her, hurt her, spoil her ...
who?
The wind frowned slightly, and the amber eyes were darker and deep, just like the sea of the night, and the appearance of peace and no waves was the dark current.
"Look, star!" Suddenly, the woman in her arms moved and shouted excitedly.
Feng Yan looked up at the top of his head. On the vast night sky, a bright and bright moon was hanging. The stars were like a shiny diamond, which surrounded it around it.