out of sync love

When she was trapped in the soft and fluffy quilt of the presidential suite, Su Mian still felt that she was having a ridiculous dream.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no thread under the bathrobe, and the old and new wounds were aching, this dream would still be a bit perversely sweet.

I don't want to wake up, but I want to wake up again, contradicting myself.

What is the situation now, what will happen tomorrow, is that person going to the polar night for the first time, is he bought, right, a lot of money, is there still a chance to pay it back...

Is there still a chance...

Su Mian tilted her head and stared at the floor-to-ceiling windows, the curtains were not fully drawn, and there was a diffuse light in the distant night. Inside and outside the window, there was peace and excitement that did not belong to her.

Then Tang Hechuan came in, as naturally as a lion walking into his territory.

Su Mian stared at him blankly, this man was covered with damp after bath, smooth hair, dark blue nightgown, when he turned to draw the curtains, his back was wide and safe.

A is A in A, with a kind of arrogant sex appeal.

Su Mian was embraced by him, and her messy thoughts were instantly melted away by the man's heat, leaving nothing behind.

"I'm very tired today, go to sleep." The man said.

It's the voice and tone that can't be resisted, Su Mian thought in a turbulent fever, it's completely terrible.

Should have lost sleep all night.

It turned out to be a rare good sleep. When Tang Hechuan woke up, Tang Hechuan's face was very close. When Su Mian was mentally starting up slowly, he heard the man say with a smile: "This hand also made you numb, what should I do?" ?”

Forced to turn it on for a second, Su Mian's eyes widened and she subconsciously wanted to hide, but an invisible force grabbed her wrist.

"What should I say, huh?"

"...Yes, I'm sorry."

Mr. Tang was very dissatisfied, so he got closer, and the effect of the subwoofer's hormone release in the early morning was doubled, causing Su Mian's ear to bleed.

"Say good morning."

"Morning, good morning."

The vibrato made people itch, and the wicked man forced him to look at the crying child, and asked persistently, "Who are you talking to?"

Su Mian was ashamed and angry, puffing her cheeks and hesitating for a long time before she cried out, "Sir."

"Hey, good morning to you too." I wanted to kiss his watery eyes, but instead I just stroked his hair. Mr. Tang smiled wickedly and gently, and he wanted to bully him like this last night.