Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"Mom ..." There were some soft murmurs on her lips, some sad, some distressed, slowly, a drop of tears slipped quietly across the corner of her eyes, and disappeared on Chuli's chest.

That kind of ice was cold and insensible, but it inadvertently caused his heart to convulse a bit, and could not tell what kind of touch it was.

He put his hand on her hair and stroked it gently, this unexpected tenderness, but she didn't see it.

She slept very hard, he was heavy, Chu Li just kept looking at the watch on the bowl. This might be his first time. He was late for work. In the company, his working time is just as punctual as the machine. You will not be late if you are late.

However, today, he is not up, not because he doesn't want to, but because he can't hold him tightly. In fact, rather than her tightness, he has a kind of intolerance.

As long as he took her hand and wanted to throw it away, she would be sad and crying, making his heart always intolerable, he always wanted to leave, but could not really do it .

He bowed his head and gave the woman a hard blow on his face, a little stuffy, a really troublesome woman.

Xia Ruoxin shook his hands uncomfortably, maybe he was really woke up by her, she trembled her long eyelashes gently, but felt that the bones in her whole body seemed to fall apart, but her body was extremely warm. She reluctantly relied.

Opening her eyes suddenly, she looked at the man in shock, how could it be him, and they still embraced in such an intimate posture, not her, but his, her hands tight It was placed on a man's waist, his headrest was his arm, and even her legs were still entangled in his leg, she could clearly feel that their body had the least barrier to touch, what was under them under the quilt, what? Did not wear it.

"I'm sorry ..." She carefully apologized and lowered her legs awkwardly, but accidentally hit the most sensitive part of the man, her face burst into red, and the man's body began to react.

Chu Li just squinted his eyes. This woman even easily provoked his longing in this way, it was obviously a green look, but he always made him happy.

"Women, you made me late today, but my Chu Li never loses, what I have lost, what I will get from you."

He pulled over her body and couldn't help kissing her lips, as sweet as she remembered.

Then, it was the feeling that made them want to stop, they kept getting satisfaction from each other, beyond the satisfaction of the body.

Xia Ruo's heart is love, but Chu law is desire.

Putting on his own clothes, Chu Li's spirit was very good, and the black eyes were still very quiet, not at all like the same woman who just lingered on death.