Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 207 Can I Hug You (43)

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The man's palm fell on her waist, restrained and polite without losing any intimacy.

He raised his lips slightly, his slender eyelashes drooping,
His chin gently rubbed against her cheek, gentle and hid a bit of joy.

A voice as gentle as the breeze, right next to her ear, whispering softly, as if trying to lull her into a deeper sleep,

"Sisi, I just saw a sentence and wanted to... share it with you."

"The book says that the joy of youth is clumsy and passionate."

He smiled, and slowly kissed the flower tinsel on her forehead,

The tenderness in the bottom of the eyes seems to slow down time, stagnated in this place, no matter how difficult it is to pass by,
"I would like to add one more thing."

"The joy of youth, clumsy and passionate, and there is"

His lips were next to her ear, whispering,
"It's been planned for a long time, just to be with you for the rest of my life."

The sleeping girl, her long eyelashes trembling slightly,
It was pitch black,
But the gentle and smiling voice next to my ear, like a light kiss, fell slowly,
The breath as clear as fine snow is close at hand,

Just like that, enveloping her, almost causing huge waves in the lake of her heart,

She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were still heavy,
It's like being imprisoned, conscious, but difficult to control.

tip of the nose,

The man's familiar smell seemed to be able to wrap her whole heart, it was warm and gentle.

He hugged her quietly like this, his lips brushed against her forehead like a falling feather,

Very light, very light, as if afraid of waking her up,
The soft touch, the familiar breath, is like a lullaby that lulls people into a dream,
Consciousness gradually sinks.

The warm and bright sunshine completely rendered the color of the entire peach forest.

The light yellow of the warm tone is intertwined with the petals all over the sky,

The scattered sunlight falls on the ground, reflecting the silhouette of the petals very beautifully.
The soft outline appears hazy in the breeze,

The snow-white figure quietly wrapped the blood-filled flower demon in its arms, and they leaned against the tree together, bathing in the tranquility of the afternoon.

The birds slanted through the forest, landed on the branches, and hid in the small nest, as if they couldn't bear to break the tranquility.

The light butterfly also docked quietly on the petals, motionless, as if falling into a deep sleep along with the peach forest.

Everything was silent, and the petals on the ground flew gently.

The sacred beauty like a snow lotus, her gentle eyes fell on the bright red skirt,
Those pure and beautiful purple eyes were slightly bent, and they were restrained in that soft sigh like a breeze,

A person who is gentle to the bottom of his heart, even in his embrace, is so careful, not daring to disturb her.

The three thousand blue silks of pure ink are intertwined with the person in the arms,
The girl who fell into a deep sleep, with the faint bloody Bianhua flower on her forehead, was so lifelike,

As if it is blooming quietly, it exudes its fragrance continuously,

Tempting people, giving birth to evil thoughts, will never be restored.

When the white and warm fingertips are covered,

The flame among the flowers seems to be extinguished obediently,

Warm, restrained his aggressiveness, full of aura.

The beauty seemed to be smiling, and his eyes slowly fell on the peach blossoms that filled the sky.

The clear and moist voice, in the constant breeze, seemed to be able to dissipate with just one blow.

Between the lips and teeth, it seems to be able to express the lingering affection together,
infinite tenderness,

But it seems to be hiding, the endless tearing coldness,
When the beauty is pure white to the extreme, it is black.

"Si Si."

"What should I do to make you..."

"Forever... forever, can't you leave me?"

(End of this chapter)