He Mengjie's lips raised, and a smile rippled in her eyes. She blinked her eyes, and such an action was completely a charm in this scene.
Wenxuan's body twisted a little, and finally, a fire in his body was ignited by the little fairy.
He frowned, resisted the urge to throw her down, reached out to press her moving fingers, and said, "You haven't answered me yet."
He Mengjie smiled and came up charmingly and bit his nose: "I know, my lawyer Wen. I made it clear to Chen Yue that day, you and I have already made up."
She said, thrusting her eyes: "Besides, my heart is very small, you are so big, you have already taken my heart full of it. How could I fall in love with others?"
Wenxuan narrowed his eyes and smiled, his twinkling eyes like stars in the sky. "Really? Do I don't believe it?"
"What do you believe?" He Mengjie opened her eyes wide and looked at him.
A layer of ambiguity gradually rippled in Wenxuan's eyes: "Let me see if your heart is really me."
"What do you think?" He Mengjie asked stupidly.
"Look at this!" Wenxuan said, stretching out his hand and rubbing it in her heart.
He Mengjie let out a soft cry, then the princess laughed, and then the soft and gentle whispered in her ears...
After a long time, Wenxuan lay in He Mengjie's ear and gasped. While gasping, he did not forget to ask for love: "Do you love me?"
He was like a woman, asking for a positive answer over and over again.
"Love!" At this moment, He Mengjie's cheeks were covered with intoxicating flush and a layer of fine beads of sweat on her forehead.
Her chest was also undulating, which was consistent with Wenxuan's breathing frequency.
"How much love do you do?" Wenxuan gently bit her sensitive earlobe, and his voice was fascinating.
"Love to death." He Mengjie's voice trembled a little, as if it was a sound from the depths of her soul.
"Do you want to die again?" Wenxuan raised his head and looked at her with a wicked smile in his eyes.
"Ah?" He Mengjie exclaimed in surprise. Before she could finish her words, Wen Xuan's lips were sealed.
The hot journey begins again...
The next morning, the sun shone in through the gaps in the curtains and shone on the intertwined legs, and finally woke the exhausted two people.
He Mengjie quickly stood up, but Wenxuan was staying on the bed.
He Mengjie put on her clothes and pulled him, but he shook his head lazily: "No, it's like a soldier marching and fighting. If he doesn't practice for a long time, his health will not work."
He Mengjie pursed her lips and chuckled, and said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, I see you are very strong, you just don't want to leave!"
She leaned down and kissed him on the cheek, and persuaded softly: "Go back, think about Tingyu. Liu Pinwei and Wu Peijun have no experience in raising children. How could Tingyu's life be so stable?
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He used listening to the rain to persuade Wenxuan, and he was definitely accurate when he persuaded him. Wenxuan immediately turned over and got up.
He Mengjie had already sat down and went online on the Internet on her mobile phone, and complained: "It's all you, I forgot to book a plane ticket yesterday! I'll show you if there is one today!"
Wenxuan smiled slightly and went to wash.
As soon as he came out of the bathroom, he heard He Mengjie shouting in surprise: "Ah! That's great. There's a ticket in the afternoon. I'll book it for you!"