Prison love addiction, the president is too dangerous

When the sky was twilight, Song Ning slowly opened her eyes and woke up. Her living habits are very regular, going to bed early and getting up early. She never stays up late without special things, so she also has a good skin.

: "Morning." The man on the sofa sat hugging the quilt, his bare upper body had very beautiful lines in the morning light, and after receiving a call from Huo Nantian's mother, he couldn't fall asleep anymore.

Song Ning smiled faintly: "Morning."

For a standard local tyrant like Song Xiong, his daughter's boudoir is naturally big and luxurious. Fortunately, Song Ning's taste is quite good, and the inside is very tasteful.There is a low purple purlin table near the window, on which there is a set of exquisite tea sets.Song Ning's habit is to drink tea first after washing.

Sitting on the ground, a few hays were placed on the carpet to make a strong and simple cushion. : "Shall I drink tea?" Song Ning greeted, Yuan Lie walked over and sat opposite her.

The fragrance of tea wafts faintly in the quiet air, and the light yellow tea soup is drunk, and the teeth are full of fragrance.

"Ning Ning, why don't you try to accept me?" Yuan Lie was drinking tea, and the woman opposite was just like this tea soup, which was light and refreshing.

: "You still can't see through? Tagore said that this life is the crossing a sea , where we meet in the same narrow ship . In dsath we we reach the go to our different worlds (Our life is like crossing a sea The sea, we all met in such a narrow boat, and when we died, we reached the shore and each went to our own world). Our encounter like this is also due to fate, I don’t want to become worldly, Yuan Lie, I I think at least we can still be friends after we break up." Song Ning sighed, her eyes drooping, and the black hair on her head scattered, like a quiet lady in ancient times.

: "Ning Ning, people are not immune to common customs." Ganqing has misunderstood these past few days, thinking that Song Ning let him sleep on the sofa, and there is room for further development. It turned out that he really thought too much.

Song Ning smiled slowly, her pale water-colored lips are like pear blossoms slowly blooming, her beauty is like this green tea, you have to savor it slowly...

She doesn't want to live a worldly life, but his mind is full of the most worldly thoughts. The man in the morning is already excited. Li Hong just wanted to toss her until she forgot everything, what Tagore, what Freud, all of this is going to hell, hell......

Song Ning stood up and stood quietly in front of the window, looking into the distance, the mist was slowly dissipating, the morning of the Song family was beautiful and quiet.

: "Ningning, I just can't see through, and I don't want to see through. In fact, you may not see through as well as you think..." The man's voice was deep and pleasant, and he gently Hugging Song Ning tightly, her petite and delicate bones seemed to be made for him, completely fitting him.

He was the first person she fell in love with, but she no longer wanted to believe him, even though he was doing a good enough job and being considerate enough now.But why did her heart still miss a beat when he approached?

His hand grasped her pulse: "Ning Ning, look, your pulse is speeding up..." His words disappeared on her lips... ..

Her lips were soft and fragrant, and there was a faint taste of tea in her small mouth. Yuan Lie's nimble tongue licked every one of her shell-like teeth, and then pried open her teeth, in her sweet and moving lips Mouth chasing......

"Hmm..." Song Ning had never been so intimate before. When his little hands touched him, his hot skin almost seemed to burn.

Song Ning lived on the second floor, and Song Xiong, who was doing Tai Chi downstairs, turned his head and stopped there.The gardener who was mowing the lawn followed the master's gaze, and even the sweeper was fixed there, staring blankly at the window of the lady's room on the second floor. The lady seemed to be being hugged by the uncle. Around the waist of the lady......

It's early in the morning, and his heart is not good. Isn't this going to stimulate him to go to the West Paradise earlier?