MTL - The Lady’s Sickly Husband-~ 025 healing, happy knot

Hearing that Ning Shaoqing’s body is innocent, the Baochang is sincerely happy, and the kindly comforting said that it is better to take a few more days to raise a raise and be rejected by a thousand snow.

When the stranger Qian Xue came back from Bao Bao’s family, Ning Shaoqing was leaning against the bed and looking at the book.

The smirk on the mouth, the thick black hair drooping, the navy robes, the blue belt, the plain bedding, a strange beauty.

As if he was cold and alienated, he was unloaded overnight.

A thousand snow can see it!

Ning Shaoqing saw her come in, closed the book, sat up and went out of bed, elegantly, and smiled face-to-face. "You are back. The new book is very good!"

When I talked about those books, I was thinking of the pot of good tea and the set of broken tea sets...

I wanted to help him to lie down again, and then he took it back, and then remembered the swearing man, but he was angry and burned, and he turned to leave the house.

Yesterday, I saw him before he couldn’t bear to care about him. However, don’t think she didn’t mention it, he can do nothing. Since I have to live together in the future, I can’t stop him.

Ning Shaoqing saw a change in the face of a thousand snow, and suddenly turned around, feeling bad, hurriedly pulled forward.

This woman is really treating him well. The moment he woke up, he confirmed this cognition. At that time, he was happy to scream and scream, the scar on his chest that was tortured by his loved ones, and also infiltrated in this warmth, slowly healed...

In the past, all kinds of swaying, unwilling to accept, and fragile contradictions made him afraid to try to figure out the woman in front of him. Now that the knot has been solved, it is true to her, and she has a natural heart.

Ning Shaoqing reached out from behind and hugged the strange snow that was about to turn around and said the sentence that was not spoken yesterday. Sorry!

Mo Qianxue was surrounded by Ning Shaoqing's thin but wide chest, and the three words from her ear made her suddenly stiff.

This cold, lonely, handsome man will say sorry?

For a long time, a few thousand snow only reacted. Ning Shaoqing's body is the kind of dress that is thin, but it is typical of the material. The warmth of the embrace makes the strange face of the snow.

On that day, she had already speculated that she was lying in the middle of the gun.

This **** Fang Tao Xiaoyan, she will go to clean up her, sooner or later!

However, today she can't forgive him so easily, thinking of this, a thousand dollars and a small face, "I'm sorry? What sorry, will Mr. Ning do something wrong?"

When she finished, she went to pull his palm and tried to get rid of that warm embrace.

Ning Shaoqing has never been a woman, and she has been a little excited when she sees a strange snow.

But he did not let go, but he held the small hand that tried to open her finger, and then held her hand up, and the arms were more powerfully clasped with the waist of the thousands of snow.

He was afraid that when he let go, she would really be angry and ignore him.

"That... do you listen to me?" The two pose a bit awkward, but he didn't plan to let go. Today he wants to solve the knot.

Thousands of snow shaking like a wave drum, "I don't want to listen... you let me go..." I thought she was so easy to surrender, and that swearing, really hurt her.

"If you don't listen, I won't let go." Ning Shaoqing usually looks warm, but in fact it is still a hegemonic temper. Although he does not know how to marry a woman, but with instinct, hegemonic holding a thousand snow.

The two have been deadlocked for a long time, and the strange snow has struggled for a long time without a fruit, but they dare not move again. Because she found that she had a strange look after her waist, and her face was blushing, he turned out to be...

Although she is an old virgin, she has seen pork before she has eaten pork. She still knows the normal reaction of the man.

There is a sudden flow of heat in the chest...

Well! The size seems to be very good! However, but this small body board is still small ah ah ah!

"Snow, you listen to me, I am just..." YY, who was in the snow, was called back by the soft whisper in her ear. Although her face was red, her thoughts came back.

"What to say? Keke... You have made me a little breathless." Although I still ask questions, the tone has become shy.

Wen Yan, Ning Shaoqing coughed a little, the hand clasped loose, but did not let go, just let her have some breathing space.

The gas that was gently exhaled from the ear was worn between the necks, and the numbness and crispness of the ear, and suddenly made the tens of thousands of snow numb, and the heart was soft, and some were not firm.

After all, he was not intentional. At that time, people were also confused, and that sentence was not directed at her...

"..." I thought of it here, and Zhangkou wanted to say something, and swallowed it back.

Ning Shaoqing felt that although the woman in her arms did not speak, she had signs of softening. So she whispered in her ear what happened that day, and repeatedly stressed that she did not touch the peach, even the palm was sent out.

The two are holding this way, one speaking one, one proud, one modest...

Sure enough, that little monk! Mo Qianxue thought about how to tear the **** personally, and the tearing and whispering around her made her feel like water at this time.

"Snow, sorry!"

Such as the four words of the proverb in the dream, if a fascinating warmth, instantly into her heart to nourish the wounds.

This cold, awkward man can put down his body and say sorry, then a series of explanations is enough. Killing is not the first thing, let alone the sound of sorry, not only apologize, but also sentimental...

Feelings have to rely on their own slow management, and can not be too much.

"In the future, I promise that I will never hurt your heart again..."

The ear was not only a soft word, but hesitated for a moment, and a thousand snow turned around, her hand slowly ringing his waist.

Near the winter, the air is cool, Ning Shaoqing feels that the body is hot and hot, he wants to go further, but he can't, he can't hurt this woman in his arms.

If the poison is not solved, he will not be able to round the room.

With a light cough, I let go of the person in my arms, holding her hand and sitting on the bed together.

The deep-eyed eyes, fixed to look at the thousands of snow, condensed for a moment, for her caressing the falling hair, warmly opened the cavity.

For the first time, he opened his heart and talked about his past...

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Oops~~~ almost wiped the gun away! Sweat~