Chapter 157: The fate of the reincarnation of the fate

The water inlet of the bathroom is really fine. It is almost the same as the one he saw on the drawings. Su lightly unscrews the valve slowly, and a stream of steaming hot air is gathered to more than ten feet wide. In the pool. What I saw on the map was different from seeing the real thing. Perhaps, he really took her down.
There is no one in the room. I don’t know if it’s because Wen is not happy, or what else, even the little waiter is not seen. White towels and other toiletries were placed on the shelf next to the bath, and two new beds were hung in the corner, which seemed to be prepared for him and Wen.
The same month of the month, the two pieces are tightly stacked, intimate.
Su Guangchen couldn't help but think of the scene where she rushed to him.
At that time, Danyang was like a painting, and Hongxia was a thousand miles. The heavy figure of the Golden Armor has become her background. The golden light reflected by the armor is reflected in the warmth of the eyes. Her hair is scattered, and she is desperate and fascinating... If it wasn't for Wen, he would pull him directly behind him. Maybe he wouldn't help himself, holding her outstretched hand...
The lips of Su Guangchen did not consciously rise slightly. He untied the bath under the bath, the water temperature was right, soaked in the pool about half a column of incense, washed a tired, until the bottom of his heart gradually calmed down, he got up and took off the white dress. Drying the hair back to the inner room, did not see the trace of the warmth, called the person to come in and ask, knowing that Wen did not close long after he closed the door, went out.
Su Xiaochen’s heart is incomprehensible, but he does not care. The two minds are also awkward, and she should avoid it if she avoids it for a while.
He took the book and leaned over the bed to read it. He only thought that it wouldn't take long before Wen would come back. I didn't expect this sitting to be an hour.
The window was deeper and deeper, and the heart of Su Guangchen gradually sank.
Jiangshan is easy to change, and its nature is difficult to move. In the end, it’s a famous embarrassment. How can he expect her to change her personality for herself? Su light dust lightly, close the book page to stay, the wind blows out the red candle and lie down.
The night is cool like water, and the flowers float. Wen Ru is still not aware that Su Guangchen was disappointed with her again. She held a small bag of bottles and cans, sheltered from the next person and returned to the courtyard. She ran into the green book and attacked outside the house. Hey.
The unspeakable words of the Qingshu have not yet been said to be exported. When they attacked, they stepped forward and blinked inward. The voice was extremely low: "How did the master go out for so long? The son has already turned off the lights."
Wen Ru is a sneak peek at the door, and he has not forgotten to say a word: "I still have a change in the son of the son."
Attacked no words nodded. I have been hanging out for a little night, and this time I will take care of these things. Is it too late? She grabbed a green book that she didn't know what she wanted to do to her own son, and slammed the door to the side. The master is not reliable, it is also the master, how can there be room for the next person to set aside?
The warmth of the head entered the inner room, and I saw Su light dust lying on the couch, breathing gently as if I had been asleep for a long time. Under the moonlight, the dragon and phoenix candlesticks that should have been lit up all night are standing cold and clear. She couldn't care about her emotions. She just put the parcel in her hand on the table and turned and went into the bathroom for a shower.
Fortunately, Su light dust is sleeping on the inside, but it is also convenient for her up and down. Wen Ruyi back to the room carefully slid the quilt to his side, and then crossed his hands on the belly.
The two pose the same, they are lying on their backs, their hands are crossed, one person occupies one side, and no one is allowed to commit. In the middle, almost one person can stand sideways.
It is clearly a formal husband and wife, but it is very uncomfortable.
She was silent for a moment on the top of her account, thinking about the night of the cave, but it was always unwilling. Wen Ruo looked at his side and turned slowly. He had to put his hand on his waist. Su Guangchen suddenly said: "What time is it now?"
The warm hand of the hand, stiff in the air: "It seems to be... ugly?"
He didn't blink, the side was in the darkness, and the voice was dull, as if he didn't care: "I will go to the palace tomorrow morning, please go to bed early."
"...Oh." Wen Ruo was screaming at the wood, thinking about retracting his hand, or moving it to his side. "Light dust," she said as he kept silent. She had to continue with the scalp. "You are not curious at all. What have I gone out to do?"
"Where do the five emperors want to go, when to go, when to go back, don't need to confess to others..." As he said, the warm arm took his waist and half of his body was pressed against him. When it was light, it stopped.
Seeing that he was finally willing to look at her, Wen is smiling and sloppy: "How can it be someone else, light dust, are you complaining about leaving your wife for you?" The thin bedclothes can't keep her warm breath. .
Not to mention that it is so close to outsiders, Su Xiaochen has few times to go out with others, and he subconsciously wants to open her hand. Can be warm and tight, the wedding night with his wife and his face turned over, he could not do it, had to calmly follow her words and asked: "What are you doing?"
Wen Ru is not entangled in the "cold" problem, but gently smiled: "Go to Wei Qinglin to get some ointment, I heard that the first time the man's family is not so good, if... you will be early tomorrow morning It is worthy." I felt the skin suddenly stiff under my hands, but the temperature was relieved.
There is always a reaction that is stronger than no response. I am not afraid of Su Xiaochen’s anger and anger. I’m afraid that she doesn’t care what she does, he’s not in the eyes, it’s really terrible.
She gently leaned her head on his neck, his fingers swayed with his long sleeves, and the voice was slow, with a sultry temptation. "By the church, you and me will be in the future." Together, Wen Ru is only a light man in this life, not a waiter. This is the vow that I made in front of your mother, and the life I really hoped for."
Her lips slowly rubbed over his chin, and the soft lips swept past the place, causing a hot, Su light dust heartbeat.
She said, "If you don't want to, I can wait." Let Wei Qinglin go outside to search for those ointments, not to force him, just in case. In case the man in this world is really different from the real world, at least, she can take care of him more thoughtfully.
Su Guangchen’s hand is still in her wrist. If Wen is loosening her strength, she is pushing her away, or holding her, he will choose, this time, she will respect his wishes...
The lips gradually dissipated along his outline until the last cool thin lips were printed, and the Su dust did not have any further action.
Perhaps it is because the soft body that is tightly attached to him can feel through the chest, she is more violent than his heart. Perhaps because, as she said, they have already come together.
Life is connected, what a beautiful word, beautiful, he never expected.
"Light dust..."
As if whispering, the tip of his tongue slipped through his lips. Su Guangchen's hand hung over her shoulder and finally fell slowly on her back.
The author has something to say: Emma, ​​this chapter is too difficult to write...
Thanks to the mines of Yan Yan, Chu Yi and Lan Hua, as well as the grenade support of Xixi! Thank you! Mua~mua~╭(╯3╰)╮
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