he is intoxicated

Feeling the sweetness and enthusiasm in Nanhua's mouth, Huo Beiyao's adrenaline surged sharply, and he could no longer keep calm.

Holding the back of her head with his big hand, he kissed her passionately.

That kiss was like a gust of wind, like a shower, like a gong like a dense drum.

There seems to be thousands of troops and horses in the chest, and the drums of war are roaring.

He sharpened his knife furiously, wishing he could swallow her into his belly, including flesh and bones.

The two kissed inseparably, like glue.

Lingering and sentimental, love is as deep as the sea.

Like dry wood and raging fire, it ignites at one point.

When the flames were thick, Huo Beiyao bent down and picked up Nanhua horizontally, and walked to the bed.

Nan Hua struggled to get down, and shouted, "Put me down quickly, your injury! Injury!"

"It's okay, a little hurt."

"This is not a minor injury! It is a serious injury that almost killed you!"

Huo Beiyao hugged her with his right hand and supported her with his left hand, "Is this all right?"

While talking, the two came to the bed.

He put her on the bed and leaned over on top of her...

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Immediately afterwards, the crisp little milk voice remembered: "Mom and Dad, it's time to eat! Grandma Lan is ready to cook!"

Lifting his head from Nanhua's neck, Huo Beiyao said in a deep voice, "Mom and Dad are busy with 'work', you eat first."

Outside.

Yueyue pouted and wondered, "Isn't Mom off work? Dad, you are on vacation, what are you busy with? Come out and eat, don't starve yourself."

Nan Hua couldn't bear it anymore, and burst out laughing.

Kids these days are so hard to fool.

Huo Beiyao looked down at her peach-like face and smiled too.

The spring breeze is one hundred thousand li with a smile.

He tilted his head and said to Yueyue outside the door: "Father and mother want to watch the moon for a while, you and Aunt Lan go eat quickly, and we will go out after we finish watching."

"OK then."

Sitting at the dining table, Yueyue still didn't understand, and asked Aunt Lan, "Grandma Lan, what's so good about the moon? Why don't mom and dad hide in the house to watch the moon instead of eating?"

Aunt Lan is from here.

Naturally, he understood what the couple were doing in the name of watching the moon.

She smiled knowingly, touched Yueyue's little head and said: "You will understand when you grow up, but now you are too young, and you won't understand even if you tell me."

But her answer could not satisfy Yueyue, who was extremely thirsty for knowledge.

She blinked her big eyes that were as bright as the moon, "Is the moon really that beautiful? I want to see it too."

Aunt Lan just laughed and said nothing, not knowing how to coax her.

Yueyue ran into the children's room curiously, and climbed onto the bay window waving her little arms and legs.

He opened the curtains and looked out full of longing.

The sky is pitch black, where is the moon coming from?

Not even a star.

Not pretty at all!

Hmph, mom and dad are lying!

She climbed down the window sill in disappointment, ran out of the children's room, and went to knock on the door of the master bedroom.

Aunt Lan hurriedly stopped her, carried her to the dining table and put her on the baby chair, and coaxed her: "Little ancestor, let's eat quickly. Mom and Dad have business to do, so don't bother them, please gone."

Yueyue just gave up.

While eating, her big grape-like eyes were still aiming at the door of the master bedroom, thinking: Could it be that the moon seen from mother's bedroom is different?

It must be different!

Otherwise, they won't be so addicted to watching, they won't even eat their meals!

in the bedroom.

Huo Beiyao and Nan Hua kissed until the sky was dark.

Difficult to part.

Nothing in the world matters anymore.

He loved her and felt her love.

He is willing to go through fire and water for the rest of his life.

The lights are deforming, the roof is deforming, everything is twisting and changing...

Afterwards, Nan Hua went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Huo Beiyao lay on the bed and didn't move. He was too excited and moved too much.

The wound seemed to be torn apart, and it was very painful.

But he didn't dare to show it, he was afraid that Nanhua would feel bad, and even more afraid that she would never touch him again.

He was lying on his side on the bed, covered with a quilt that was stained with Nanhua's body fragrance. He gently twisted a long black hair on the pillow with his fingers, and slowly held it in his palm, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

He finally had his Nanhua again.

his little wife.

From soul to flesh.

Own it completely.

Nan Hua stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror.

She had never seen such a strange self.

The face is moist and bright, the eyes are moist and bright, the lips are not pimple but red, the eyebrows are not painted but dark, and there is a beauty of mountains and hills between the waist and hips.

This is the face that a woman will have after being moisturized, full of fragrance.

She went under the shower and turned on the tap.

The water dripped on the skin, and it was surprisingly gentle.

Recalling the madness just now, the fireworks in her heart crackled.

After six years, they reunited physically and mentally.

Compared with the hunger and thirst six years ago, it is more lingering and close.

This joy is deeper.

It is no longer starting from the pelvis, but from the bottom of the heart.

She smiled lightly, but it was just a moment of pique, but she didn't expect it to feel so good.

Her love, which had been dry for too long, came back, like a rainstorm hitting the cracked ground, sweet and painful.

After taking a bath, Nan Hua changed into her pajamas and went back to the bedroom.

Seeing that Huo Beiyao was still lying on the bed, holding one of her long hairs with her slender, fair fingers.

People have fallen asleep.

There was a tenderness in her heart, she walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, lowered her eyes, and looked at him silently.

He slept very peacefully, with thick eyelashes hanging down, casting a very light shadow in the eye sockets, and the creases on the eyelids were deep.

The bridge of the nose is straight, the profile of the face is cold and hard, and even the jaw line is so perfect that there is no flaw.

Nan Hua bent down slightly and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

He got up and was about to eat, but Huo Beiyao grabbed his wrist.

He woke up.

There was a hint of lazy sexiness in the dark eyes.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled it back.

She fell on top of him.

They kissed together again, kissing as a whole.

Nan Hua nestled in his arms, unconsciously drawing circles with her fingers on his beautiful abs, and asked softly, "If your mother asked you to leave me, would you be willing?"

Huo Beiyao shook hands with her, "Of course I don't want to."

"Your mother is going to introduce you to a young and beautiful girl."

Huo Beiyao hugged her tightly, resting his chin on the top of her head, and a pleasant voice fell in her ears: "I don't want anyone, but my Huahua."

Nan Hua had goosebumps on her back, but she was very happy in her heart, "If I am old, my face is no longer glamorous, and my figure is no longer beautiful, will you still love me?"

"I am three years older than you. You are old, and of course I am too. Remember to support me. A hundred years later, when you report to King Yama, you must not drink Mengpo soup. In the next life, we will still be husband and wife .”

Nan Hua wanted to laugh, but her eyes were wet.

She wanted to push him away, but couldn't, so she punched him hard.

That means why did you go early?

If this was the case earlier, the two would not have to torture each other for six years.

Huo Beiyao took out a jewelry box from under the pillow, opened it, and inside was a dazzling diamond ring.

The huge diamond is more than ten carats.

Nan Hua was slightly surprised, "Why do you carry a ring with you?"

"Just in case." Huo Beiyao put the ring on her finger, and looked at her with deep eyes, full of expectation.