Chapter 1112: 1129 You Are My Only One

Chapter 1112 1129 You will always be my only 8
Leng Yejin chilled half of her face, afraid that she would shrink, hugged her back to the bed, pressed her body, and continued to kiss her. He was not sure whether he was really immortal or not. This question he I have thought many times, in a hundred years, will he watch her aging day by day and finally leave this world, this scene makes him feel unbearable...
His lips pressed against hers, and he couldn't help but get heavier and heavier. Tong Lu was sore by his kiss that she couldn't bear it. She moaned twice before Leng Yejin separated her.
Tong Lu wiped her mouth, feeling that her lips were swollen by his kiss.
Leng Yejin stared at her deeply: "I tell you, you are not allowed to retreat at any time, otherwise you will give it a try. Even if you become an old witch, you never want to escape from my palm!"
His voice was fierce, and Tong Lu was startled, not daring to look at his angry brows.
"I became an old witch, would you really not look at me and want to vomit?"
"Dare to continue thinking!" Leng Ye was still irritated, and was more afraid, concealing his fear with anger.
Other difficulties are easy to conquer, but this is the only thing he is really afraid of her retreating. She has always been a sensible woman. He wants to retreat if she is sensible. Even if she gets married and obtains a marriage certificate, he can’t get the anxiety from him. My heart is gone.
Tong Lu bit her lower lip, rubbed her jaw on his neck, and muttered aggrievedly: "Other people's wives have nightmares and husbands will comfort me. If I have nightmares, I will be murdered by my husband. It is unreasonable."
Leng Ye just heard what she said, her face lightened, she pulled the quilt over, covered herself and her, held her tightly in her arms and did not let go: "You are not the envy of other people's wives for being so happy, your husband. Because of this temper, if you dare to give me crazy thinking, you must be prepared to be murdered by me. If you don't want to be murdered by me, don't give me crazy thinking, nor in my dreams!"
Tong Lu didn't dare to provoke him, she only dared to mumble: "I will spoil me after I say yes, every time I just talk about it."
Leng Ye hummed, and replied: "Just know."
Tong Lu whimpered and bit his shoulder, can't she say something nice? In the past, the mouth was very sweet, and I would throw out a sultry love sentence at every turn. I wanted to get lost. Now that I am married, I am dull and my nature is exposed.
"From then on, you will still be like this when I am sixty years old. I will not be able to satisfy you anymore with my old arms and waist. Will you still love me?"
Leng Ye wanted to grind her teeth, she was still thinking, he was afraid that she would retreat.
He was so angry that he wouldn't give her a good face, and naturally he wouldn't tell her good things. Cool and ironic: "You still have to love you when you are sixty. You are so hungry and thirsty that you are not afraid of flashing to your waist! Normal women are in their sixties. The age has faded in that respect, and only you want me to satisfy you!"
"..." What? She didn't mean that at all, she seemed to be multi-colored.
"I mean in case you're still healthy by the time."
"Tong Lu, didn't it hurt you that night? Would you like to try it again?"
Tong Lu turned over.
Leng Yejin immediately helped her back, straightened her face, and asked her: "Do you want to be beaten? Say it yourself!"
Tong Lu suddenly took the initiative to kiss him.
Leng Yejin's response was extremely enthusiastic, and her long fingers were inserted between her hair, and the two kissed hard to separate.
She didn't dare to provoke him even if she was worried in her heart, but her heart seemed to have an uneasy thorn, which would hurt if it stuck.
(End of this chapter)