Sue, it’s me. I’m back. I’ll never leave tenderness again. My voice is still whispering in my ear. I miss you. I really miss you. I want to open my eyes and look at me all the time.
She shook her head trembling. Don’t wake up. Don’t wake up.
If this is a dream, keep dreaming.
Suer
No, I don’t want to wake up. I don’t want to wake up. Don’t force me to wake up. She finally stopped crying.
Lying in his arms crying constantly.
He seems to want to hold her for his life, and he wants to relax all his life.
I’m sorry. Section 16 is a sad reminder for a disciple. Day 7
Mujing gently kissed the person in her arms and kissed her hair. Her forehead was meticulous.
Hold this timid person in your arms tightly and be afraid of waking up.
The shivering body in tears looks so delicate and insecure, like a frightened bird who no longer believes in what is in front of him.
Pity to the extreme and love to the extreme.
He knew that she was awake, but he didn’t want to open his eyes.
Sue, it’s all my fault for not coming back early. You can hate me, beat me and scold me.
Suddenly he trembled, and the sharp pain in his shoulder made him tremble.
She is biting him as if she were trying to bite him.
He didn’t push her.
Let her hold her tighter instead.
I’m afraid I’ll hurt her when I hold her tight.
Really, he couldn’t wait to put her in his arms and never bring her.
I’m sorry, Susie. I’m Susie
Gentle whispers made her gradually quiet like spells.
She gently bit his teeth slowly.
Bad guy, bad guy, she sobbed and didn’t want you anymore, bad guy.
Yes, yes, I’m sorry. Mujing bowed his head and held that distressing cheek and kissed it gently and affectionately.
Kiss the corner of her eye and brow and kiss away her tears.
Nostalgia is more than affection.
Slowly printed in dreams, I also long for soft red lips.
Missing turns into a deep kiss and sucks for a long time
Want to drive away the anxiety and fear of my beloved.
Speak softly
Sue, I’m by your side. I’m really by your side
This is not a dream. I want you to open your eyes and see the real me. I won’t leave again.
Sue, you are my generation.
I will never abandon you in this life unless I die.
All the words turned into affectionate kisses.
She is forgetful.
And he also melts in it. Section 17 is a sad reminder of a handsome boy. Day 8
From noon to evening, in the bedroom of Shen Suer, the hibiscus tent.
Tears in her eyes are still there, and there is a satisfied smile on her mouth.