Looking at the man in front of her, Xiang Ziwan couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
He said that he was serious. He said that he was serious about managing their relationship. He said that he had already sorry for his ex-wife and would never forgive her again. Should she believe it? Really?
Do you believe it?
In fact, the moment she saw him in the hospital and agreed to come back with him, she had already chosen to believe him, right?
Since I'm not ready to give up on him, it seems I can only believe it.
After a long while, Xiang Aster's pink lips moved slightly, and from her slightly dry throat, she slowly spit out one word: "Okay."
Hearing her saying yes, Zuo Zimo couldn't help but feel a flash of joy on his face, and then he leaned over and kissed her lips. Originally he only planned to give it a try, but who would have thought that once he touched her soft peach-like lips, he would
Can't bear to move away anymore.
The light kiss turned into a deep kiss, and the contact of lips gradually turned into the entanglement of tongues.
At first, Xiang Ziyuan just passively accepted his kiss, but later, she began to carefully try to respond. She also took the initiative to use her tongue to entangle with him.
Feeling her enthusiasm and initiative, Zuo Zimo seemed to be inspired and kissed her more and more deeply. The two kissed passionately, their lips and tongues entangled.
The battlefield of **** gradually moved from the window to the big bed behind you.
It wasn't dark yet, but the room was already ablaze with love.
The sad thing is that when someone was halfway through the fight, he found that the person under him had unresponsive. Xiang Ziyuan had just recovered from a serious illness, and he had not slept all night, and his body was still very weak. How could he withstand the other party's torment?
, lying under the other person's body, he fell into a deep sleep not long after.
Looking at the little woman sleeping peacefully under him, Zuo Zimo couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.
After staring at her peaceful sleeping face for a long time, seeing that she showed no signs of waking up, I could only hold back my unfulfilled desires and helplessly move away from her. Instead, I lay next to her and hugged her gently.
Holding her was like holding a fragile treasure.
Xiang Ziyuan slept until seven or eight o'clock in the evening. When she woke up, she found that it was already dark outside the window. Thinking of what had happened before, especially her own boldness, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
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Just as she was about to stand up, an arm suddenly passed through her waist. With a gentle pull, she fell back again. Behind her, there was a man with a generous and slightly warm chest.
Before she could turn around to Zi Yuan, a man's deep and magnetic voice sounded above her head: "Have you had enough sleep?"
"Yes!" Xiang Ziyuan nodded slightly sheepishly. Her voice was hoarse and gentle as if she had just woken up. It was soft and greasy. It felt like an electric current was passing through the body. It was very comfortable.
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Behind him, a childishly dissatisfied voice came from the other party: "But, am I still hungry?"
"Huh?" Xiang Ziyuan blinked blankly. Before she could react, she felt the world spinning. The positions of the two people changed instantly. The man who was originally behind her was now directly above her.
When she realized the other party's intention, Xiang Ziyuan hurriedly pushed him, "Don't make trouble, we haven't left the room for such a long time, grandpa should be worried."
Zuo Zimo smiled evilly, pressed his body, and pressed against the softness of her chest: "Don't worry, grandpa told you to have a good rest, and no one will come to disturb us."