Chapter 973: Night is cold, she really does not want to leave him
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Raising a Fox Consort: The Cold Demonic Wang’s Sweet Love
- Zui Meng Fanchen
- 1261 characters
- 2021-02-25 07:41:20
"Little wine, you wake up, small wine, small wine..."
In the ear, the man’s voice, which was full of worry and anxious voices, was originally filled with flustered soda wine, and slowly opened his tears and woke up.
Taking advantage of the tearful eyes, Su wine only felt blurred.
When the sake of the wine was rubbed and the tears in the eyelids were smashed, the line of sight was gradually clear.
The eye is the handsome face of the man, and the deep black sorrow that is full of anxiety.
When I saw this familiar face in front of me, for a time, Su wine did not know, I am now in the dream, or in reality, can only hold a pair of eyes full of fear and fear, tight Tightly looking at the man in front of him.
For the sake of the wine that is full of sincerity, fear, and anxiety, the night ink is cold, and the heart hurts.
"Little wine, what's wrong with you!? Is it a nightmare!? Don't be afraid, there is me!"
The man opened his mouth, his red lips were slightly open, and his tone was full of gentleness that could not be concealed.
As I said, the night ink stretched out the slender fingers and gently wiped the tears on the cheeks for the sake.
I saw the woman in front of me, my cheeks were pale like paper, my face was covered with crystal clear teardrops, and the frowning eyebrows, the panic and fear in my eyes, as if I had just been scared Like a white rabbit, the endless temptations and the hearts of his eyes are broken...
"Don't be afraid, there is a small wine, I am here..."
I know that the woman’s heart is flustered, and the night is cold and cold, and she is quietly and comfortably.
The slender big hand was even more slippery, and then moved to the woman's thin back, gently tapping and comforting.
The man’s move is so gentle.
The voice of the man is even so low and soft.
There are also men’s eyes, tenderness like water, people can’t help but squat, they can’t extricate themselves...
The man’s move is a cherish for the woman in the arms!
Also let the original flustered Su wine, could not help but ‘wow’, and burst into tears.
"Hey, cold, hehe..."
Su wine and wine opened, wow crying.
The slender hands were tightly holding the man in front of him, and the small face covered with tears was deeply buried in the man’s strong chest, deeply absorbing the reassuring man’s. Body scent.
Because of this, the sake wine can be sure, all this is true!
Recalling the nightmare just now, so far, so that the wine wine is vivid in the eyes, such as dreams, panic.
When the heart is uneasy, let the wine wine seem to walk in the cliffs, a little careless, then fall into the abyss that is bottomless, never lost...
Such a day is too fearful and too tortured.
She is so scared, so worried, things in her dreams will one day become a reality, then...
Just think about it, Su wine can't help but beat and shudder, only feel a deep sense of fear, is constantly pouring into my heart, making her uneasy.
The tears are like pearls that have broken the line. They fall down, and after a while, they are dyed with the chest of the night.
Relative to the sadness of crying, crying miserable soda wine, night ink cold is just holding the woman in the arms, and then gently patted her back, and then let her cry in her arms .
Because the night ink knows that the woman in the arms is now emotional, even if he says more, it is useless. If so, why should she let her vent well, and when she vents, she will be fine.
I thought in my heart that the night ink was gently patted on the back of the soda wine to help the wine and wine.
The other big hand is holding a small woman in her arms and let the little girl in her arms know that no matter what happens, he will always be by her side to protect her!
The man's move, so gentle and considerate, so that the wine can be safely nestled in his arms and burst into tears.
Su wine does not know how long he cried for a long time. He only felt that his brain was a little numb, his throat was hoarse, and his original feeling of collapse gradually subsided.
Looking at the nest in his arms, crying tears, and constantly sipping the nose of the wine, the night ink cold sword eyebrows first gently squat, squat, can not conceal the distress.
The next moment, the night of the cold cold is going to get out of bed, light the candle, and then a cup of warm water for the woman in the arms, so that she will be sure.
However, the man’s move just started, and the wine in his arms was like a puppy dog that was afraid of being abandoned by his master. His hands were tight, and he immediately held the narrow waist of the night. He is not allowed to leave.
With his arms full of scared Su wine, the night of the cold ink is first smashed, and then the thin lips are slightly open, gentle and gentle.
"Well, I don't go, I don't go, little wine, don't be afraid..."
The woman in her arms, though not speaking a word, was scared on her face, and she did not hide it, letting the night ink linger, and her heart was broken.
Relative to the distressed night of the cold, the wine of Su wine was heard at night, and the high heart that was originally suspended finally settled down a little.
Just now, the spirit of Su wine is just calm and not willing to talk.
At this moment, Sue Liquor just wants to hold the man in his arms tightly and feel the temperature of the man, so that she can reassure her and let her know that the scene just now is a dream, not a real one.
Although, Su Jiuji knows that just that is just a dream, however, the realism in the dream, everything in the dream, the ruthless indifference of the man, still vividly in the eyes, so that the Su wine is sincere and fearful, panic and uneasy.
Always worried about being afraid, everything in the dream will come true one day...
At that time, if so, how should she be good! ?
At night, she really does not want to leave him...
When I think of it, the hands of Sue Liquor holding the night ink are even tighter.
The strength of Su wine is so big, as if to hold the man in front of him tightly into his body, so that they can no longer be separated.
Although, the woman in the arms did not speak, however, the night of the cold is still from the woman's move at the moment, aware of the woman's uneasiness at the moment.
In this regard, the night of the cold eye that good-looking sword eyebrows, the deeper, sly, all distressed and explored.
In fact, the night ink knows that the woman in the arms must have something to hide from him and dare not tell him.
However, this woman is not willing to say that he does not want to force her.
But now, taking advantage of the woman in her arms, she was so scared and looked so pitiful, but it was both distressed and pity.
Thinking of this, the night ink cold lips and micro-open, can not help but ask.
"Small wine, you are fine!? Just now, you have a nightmare!?"