Six Hundred and Three Can Not Be Small

An Ran was panting a bit, being pressed against the door by Zhan Lian, looking at him, he put the candle on the sink in the bathroom, pressed her down, and asked in a low voice:

"Hey, where did this beauty come to your door? Let me kiss you?"

"Just kiss?"

An Ran pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes looked at Zhan Lian, it was a direct temptation, the hot water in a bathtub made the whole bathroom warm, she hooked her fingers on Zhan Lian's neck, and lowered her voice , whispered:

"Be quiet. ◢Щщш.sUimEnG.lā"

"Small? Can't be small!!!" Zhan Lian laughed so hard that his upper body was full, and while helping An Ran take off his pants, he coaxed: "Call me, my husband, listen."

Why did he want An Ran to call him husband? He wanted An Ran to speak, he wanted to hear her ecstatic voice!

"Don't..."

An Ran's voice was intermittent. In the flickering candlelight, the misty mirror reflected the beautiful spring light. Her voice was extremely small, with a broken sound of pain, and a low whine.

But at such a time, the man who bullied her deliberately asked, "What should I do?"

"Don't... cum inside~~~"

will be pregnant!

A few hours of blushing and heartbeat passed, the doll slept for several hours, woke up hungry and cried, which saved An Ran who was struggling in the bathroom in time, the candle was burnt out, and in the dark room, all was groping with experience .

In the ice tunnel outside the window, the light bulbs hanging on the tunnel emitted a faint yellow light. Zhang Boxun was wearing a woolen coat and his military boots stepped firmly on the ice, and slowly approached An Ran's villa.

He came to bid farewell to An Ran and the others. Axe's vengeance had been avenged, and Zhang Boxun wanted to leave here to find a place where Tang Siluo was no longer there, and slowly repair his broken heart.

He didn't know how long it would take, it might even take as long as a lifetime, but as long as he didn't stay here, and wasn't under the same roof as Tang Siluo, he still had a chance to breathe.

Only a few meters away, they were about to reach the gate of An Ran's villa. Outside the yard, there was originally a half-person-high fence, but now it was covered with a layer of ice and turned into an ice wall.

By the gate, squatting a woman wearing a long golden down jacket,

The moment he appeared, she stood up, looked at him, and cried quietly, muttering in her mouth:

"Zhang Boxun, where have you been? Why haven't you come to me all this time?"

Zhang Boxun stood on the spot, on the fire beside him, the flames were jumping, and he had become weak. He looked at Tang Siluo crying, and there was an unprecedented coldness on his handsome face. His broken heart was already inseparable. Clear whether it hurts or not.

It's been in pain long enough anyway that he's numb.

Seeing that Zhang Boxun was not moving, Tang Siluo cried and stepped forward, and hugged Zhang Boxun's straight and hard body. His body was so hard that her nose hurt. She buried her face in his coat, He choked up and asked:

"What's wrong with you, Zhang Boxun? I'm Tang Siluo, why do you seem to be a different person, don't you know me?"

Zhang Boxun slowly opened his hands, instead of hugging Tang Siluo, his palms paused in the air, and gently pushed Tang Siluo away. Just as he was about to speak, Liu Zhi hurriedly rushed over from behind. come out,

"Zhang Boxun, Zhang Boxun, have you seen Sasha? Sasha is gone! Just by turning my back like this, this child is gone!"