Chapter 1861: Don't you regret?

Ning Xuemo was talking with a bit of sorrow. She and God Jiuli were entangled in the third generation, and they have been together for a long time, but now they are hard to be together. He also asked Dong Wenxi ...
She raised her hand around his waist and pressed her face against his chest. "I miss you ... I really miss you ..."
There was a wetness on his chest, her hot tears, her inexplicable sadness in her tone, let him suffocate like a drowning heart, looked down at the little man in his arms, and calmed down, What is strongly suppressed: "Xue Mo, you are not growing up is not ... it is not for this reason. I am thinking about ways to make you really grow up and give me some time. I won't ignore you."
It turned out that Jiuli did not turn a blind eye to her, and was looking for ways ...
"You can't find it in this life ..." Ning Xuemo blurted out. If he finds it in this life, she will not be a child when she is born again.
"What are you talking about?" Shen Jiuli wanted to see her, but she clung to him like an octopus, and her head was tight against his chest. He didn't want to pull her down. may.
"Nothing ..." Ning Xuemo also knew that he had leaked, listening greedily to his heartbeat. She didn't know how long she could stay in this small body, so it was a moment to be able to hold him.
She didn't want to talk to him anymore. When she talked in this position, all the ambiguities would be talked about. !!
Besides, she can feel that the inexplicable heat flow in her body is getting faster and faster, and the huge desire is raging like a tide in her body, making her feel the pain in the veins again ...
There was some buzzing in her head, all the pictures in her head were rolling with him, her breathing was getting faster and faster, and her whole body was almost burning.
His placket had been messed up by her, wide open, and the spring was tempting ...
"I'm uncomfortable, Jiuli ... I really ... really like you ..." There was eagerness in her voice, and she felt like she was going to be smashed by a poison, that poison was too overbearing.
Shen Jiuli took a breath, held her up and held her up: "You want me ... not to simply cure your poison? Isn't it because I'm just the strongest person in the world?"
"No!" Ning Xuemo shook her head, saying verbatim: "I like you ... Jiuli, I like you ..." She looked up impatiently to find his lips, and there was a bit of complaint in her tone: "You didn't say ... … Say whatever I do? You ... you don't talk ... "
Her voice hadn't landed yet, and there was a sudden heat on her lips, which had been tightly sealed by him.
"Xue Mo, this kind of thing is not good for you to do ..." His voice was slightly dull, and the eyes like cold water were deep like a well, as if to swallow her whole body. But with a decisive decision, his lips pressed against her lips: "Xue Mo, once we start, we can never stop! Don't you regret it?"
Ning Xuemo's heartbeat was like a bang, she knew the meaning of God Jiuli, he wanted her--
But her body ... can it bear him?
She swallowed dry, no matter what! It hurts!
She backhanded his neck, asked him to lean closer to her, and responded to him in three words: "don't regret it!" After thinking about it, he added: "You ... you have to be lighter ... I ... ... I'm tender ... "