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Chapter 1793

Chapter 1793

In her sleep, she didn't resist and let him take whatever he wanted.

At this time, Lin Shuiyao let out a cry, as if she was about to wake up.

Li Junmo quickly let go of her and pretended to be asleep.

There was no sound in his ears, and the woman did not wake up. Li Junmo opened his eyes again, and inserted a big palm into her hair. He raised his body with half of his strong arms, held her little face and kissed her, her lips

He is intoxicated.

The muscles in his body became tense one by one. After so many years, only she could make him feel such a wonderful feeling...

"Yao Yao." He whispered her name in her ear.

...

Lin Shuiyao had a long, long dream. She was born as the princess of Lanlou. The mother-in-law who held the ring told her every day that Lanlou was her responsibility.

She doesn't understand what responsibility is.

She likes to sit on the swing, with the maid pushing it from behind. She is like a little bird in a cage, always curious about the outside world - push it up a little higher, push it up a little more, and let me take a look at the outside world.

OK.

Later, she escaped, leveled up and fought monsters along the way, and became a legend.

Then she suddenly thought that she was going to be a mother.

So, she found the most perfect gene in the world from the global gene bank, and that was Li Junmo.

That night, she went to steal Li Junmo's genes.

However, an accident happened.

In the hotel room, she was lying on the soft big bed in the room, with Li Junmo pressing on her and kissing her.

Li Junmo's tall body pressed against her delicate body, forming an extremely ambiguous posture. She looked at him and wanted to hide, but he covered her ear and said, "Be good, be obedient."

She didn't know what to do, so he leaned over and puckered her red lips.

He kissed her for a long time, and he seemed to particularly enjoy this game of chasing each other with his lips and teeth.

There was a sweet feeling in her mouth and heart. At this moment, her little hand was held by him. His slender fingers came in and slowly interlocked with hers.

He asked, "What's your name?"

She was inexplicably frightened and ran away.

The long eyelashes like cattail leaf trembled, and Lin Shuiyao opened her eyes.

It is now the next morning.

The bright morning sun shines in through the layers of gauze outside the window. The warmth of the room and the ripples in her watery eyes make it obvious that she is having a spring dream.

Last night, Li Junmo entered her dream, and he was in the same room with her.

Lin Shuiyao moved and wanted to get up, but then she found that she was still hugged tightly in a warm and strong chest. She raised her eyes, and Li Junmo's handsome face magnified in her sight.

He didn't leave, but held her and slept all night.

Lin Shuiyao raised her finger and lightly traced his impeccable facial features. This man was so handsome.

I don’t know if I am getting older, but they say that a woman in her forties is like a wolf. There has been no man around her, and her body has begun to feel empty, lonely, and lonely. Last night, she faced his bully and bowed her head. Not only did she

Half-heartedly, half-heartedly, the dream of spring has come.

-----A short story from Lu Liu every day-----

Lu Sijue and Liu Yingluo got married in the fourth year. He fulfilled his original promise to marry her as his Mrs. Lu when she grew up.

Liu Yingluo put on a white wedding dress. Just before walking down the red carpet, she sent everyone away, slowly took out a pen, and started drawing.

The sweetness of this life was like a fleeting glimpse of flowers, but she felt that it was still not enough. The memory of the painful love in her previous life still made her heartbroken.

Soon, a person appeared on the page.

It was a middle-aged man, a man in his fifties, wearing a homely gray thin sweater, standing alone under the retro palace lantern in the cloister. It was a back figure, heavy and weathered, with white hair on the temples.

That was Lu Sijue from his previous life.

Liu Yingluo put down her pen. She looked at his lonely back and burst into tears.

This is her love.

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