Ning An quickly wiped the water from her body, and then she realized that Song Shaoyan had wiped the shower gel for her.

Her face turned red and white, she was a thin-skinned person.

Ning An put on his pajamas, and Song Shaoyan was still standing honestly.

"Okay, no," he asked.

"Okay, if I don't let you go out, won't you go out by yourself?" Ning An was speechless.

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Shaoyan turned her head and a princess hugged her from the ground and carried her to the bedroom.

Ning An was surprised and hurriedly hugged his neck. When he looked at him, he had already closed the bedroom door.

He pressed her on the bed, and his desire burned his eyes red: "An An, I am a man who is so normal that I can't be normal anymore, and I want to be responsible for you."

"What are you responsible for? I..."

"Don't talk, close your eyes." The tone was both domineering and gentle. Song Shaoyan kissed her, and his lips and teeth ate and crushed her neck.

"Song..." Ning An was silent, holding his clothes tightly with both hands, feeling numb and numb, and the places he touched seemed to be electrocuted.

The familiar fragrance on her body has been missing for Song Shaoyan for a long time.

"An An... I want to be responsible for you and I want to be nice to you. I know that your life and work have been very tiring in the past five years. I will leave all the tiring work to me in the future. You just need to follow me to enjoy your happiness." Song Shaoyan whispered in her ear, "I, Song Shaoyan, keep my word, and you know, I am not a passionate person, and I am even indifferent in terms of feelings, but it is different to meet you. Look, I didn't even say sweet words before, but I will naturally say it when I see you..."

Song Shaoyan's voice was low and he kissed her while talking to her.

Only she can understand him.

Ning An opened his eyes, and a layer of mist was covered in his big watery eyes: "Song Ergouzi, what if you see a beautiful little girl again in the future?"

"Ah?" Song Shaoyan didn't come back to his senses, "I've seen a beautiful girl since I was a child."

"I mean, what if you are moved?"

"I only have one heart, all tied to you, how can I still be moved?" Song Shaoyan stared into her eyes, and he saw his shrinking figure in her eyes.

"Will you still raise a mistress in the future?"

"I... An'an, I was wrong." Song Shao said in tears.

The sins you have committed have to be paid back.

He held her hand and put it on his face: "If you don't feel relieved, you can hit me twice."

Ning An couldn't beat him, but in fact he couldn't bear to let him go.

She saw Song Shaoyan now. When he stood up for her on Christmas Eve, she knew that he was no longer the Song Shaoyan he used to be.

Song Shaoyan kissed her hand, lowered her head and then kissed her lips.

The lips and teeth were entangled, and Ning An's pajamas were untied under his flexible fingers.

Song Shaoyan's shirt was also thrown to the ground.

The soft light of the crystal lamp hits their side faces, with light and dark overlapping, light and shadow moving, and the air is filled with an ambiguous and warm breath mixed with each other's breathing sound.

This is the most satisfying moment for Song Shaoyan in the past six years. He is tireless and insatiable, just like many years ago, he is having sex and snuggling with each other.

Ning An frowned slightly and wrapped around his neck.

When love reaches deep, love reaches deep, he has peace.

No one can separate them any longer.
Chapter completed!