Chapter 2185

Mo Xiaomeng felt weak all over, and felt that she was almost merging with the water in the bathtub.

Of course, it was him who merged with her.

They were barely separated.

After taking a shower, he carried her to the bed again and pressed her up again...

Mo Xiaomeng's voice was hoarse, and she pushed him to say no, but it was useless, he took her rejecting hand, and kissed her fingertips, pulp, and between her fingers... delicately.

The focused expression seemed to be worshiping her body.

"Tired?" he asked.

Physiological tears oozed from the corners of Mo Xiaomeng's eyes due to passion, and she sobbed.

tired?

She's just falling apart, okay?

She was so angry that she raised her small fist and hit him.

Not enough strength is soft, not even as good as ants.

Ye Sijue smiled, lowered his head and kissed her, "Being able to hit someone means that he still has strength."

Mo Xiaomeng has been tossed so many times, of course she is smart, she immediately shook her head and said, "Don't... don't..."

She is so tired that she wants to sleep now.

"But I don't want enough," someone said shamelessly.

Mo Xiaomeng looked at him pitifully.

Sijue Ye said, "Well then, it's enough to use up those condoms."

Mo Xiaomeng, "..."

She seems to remember that she bought a pack of six?

Someone's tall body covered her again.

The night is still very long.

-----

"Xiaomeng?" A familiar voice called her, pulling Mo Xiaomeng's thoughts back from the memories.

Mo Xiaomeng shook her head cutely, blinking her eyes in bewilderment.

She met his eyes.

Only then did I realize that I accidentally fell into the first memories of the two of them.

That charming picture seems to be still in front of my eyes, as well as his strong waist and her coquettish voice...

"Your face is so red." Sir Ye's voice carried a faint smile, as if he knew what she was thinking.

Mo Xiaomeng just felt that his face was about to burn, it was hot and scalding.

Sijue Ye circled her, pressed his lips against her ear and asked, "What are you thinking about? Are you thinking about me?"

The sound was full of charm, and it stirred up a throbbing in her heart.

Mo Xiaomeng blushed and said nothing.

Sir Ye said, "Let me guess, what are you thinking?"

Mo Xiaomeng turned her head, looked at him shyly with a blushing face, "Don't guess."

Sijue Ye smiled and said, "Okay, okay, don't guess."

Anyway, he knew that she must be thinking of him.

The most important thing is to appreciate the beauty of such a beautiful day with your loved ones.

Even if you don't do anything, don't say anything, just stand here embracing each other, overlooking the beautiful night view in front of you, you don't want to move, you want time to stay at this moment forever.

Regardless of whether anyone was watching or not, Sylas Ye leaned against her face, occasionally turning to the side, and kissed her.

Here is Qing Qing me.

Mu Xiaoxiao and Yin Shaojie were naturally not to be outdone.

However, Yin Shaojie wanted to hug Xiaoxiao, but she elbowed her away.

"Cut it out," she said.

Yin Shaojie curled his lips and gestured to Sijue Ye, "Look at them."

Mu Xiaoxiao followed the trend and looked over.

Yin Shaojie took the opportunity to hug her from behind, and suddenly buried his head in the back of her neck, sucking his lips vigorously.

"Ah! What are you doing?" Mu Xiaoxiao was startled.

Yin Shaojie smiled wickedly, "Such a beautiful day, of course we must leave a deep memory."

Mu Xiaoxiao, "..."

The way you leave memories is really special.

Yin Shaojie held her small face, leaned his thin lips together and kissed her.

"Isn't it a good memory to grow strawberries on the Sydney Tower?"