Chapter 2121 The Last Warmth 3 "You" said warmly, wanting to ask him what he was doing But the red lips had just opened, and before the words landed, the white whale lowered his head and kissed her Gentle lips grinded against hers, and his breath went from warm to hot.
All of a sudden, her surroundings seemed to be filled with his breath, fiery, and it could melt people's bodies and minds.
And the body of the beluga whale is also beginning to react.
For him, this woman had made him love for too long, haunted by his dreams for too long, and now that she is back, the dry heart that belongs to him should also be nourished The more he kissed, the deeper he kissed, and his slightly narrowed eyes were full of rosemary's affection Warmth can't resist him, because this heart is still beating, and this love is still there Moby Dick could feel her body softening, and the rhythm of her breathing was being driven by him, and he was even more daring at that time He put his arms around her, kissing as he walked towards the room, his big palms still roaming over her body, and before he knew it, each other's clothes were falling like falling flowers The door opened and closed, and the living room fell silent for a moment, except for a mess of evidence that they had returned.
In the bedroom, the temperature here seems to be several degrees higher than outside.
The beluga whale lay on the bed with warmth in her arms, and their lips never parted.
Even though they have been honest with each other, both of them feel hot and dry.
Moby Dick looked at her, admiring the body, which was both familiar and unfamiliar.
He hadn't had her for five years, but he had tasted her once as if he would never forget it for the rest of his life.
The warm heart was beating fast, and the chest was heaving, nervous, scared, but also like expecting something "Nuan Nuan," he said, her lips already moving to her ear.
And every cry was like a spell, bewitching her heart, her soul, making her less and less like herself.
Moby Dick kissed delicately and gently, not wanting to be too reckless and hurt her.
His eyes also roamed over her, from head to toe.
However, when his gaze came to her abdomen, the originally warm eyes were suddenly stunned, and even his heart suddenly cramped.
But Nuan didn't notice that something was wrong with the fleeting, her eyes were already confused, and her body began to react strangely.
She raised her hand around his neck, and with each breath, her chest always touched his heart, itching inexplicably Moby Dick gathered his thoughts again and continued to carry out the love in his heart to the end One night, Warmth fell asleep in his arms, as if he was at ease, but as if he was too tired.
And the white whale hugged her, her eyes drooped slightly, and her handsome face did not have any expression.
He didn't show any tiredness, and his heart was rising and falling He was still thinking about the wound that had warmed his abdomen just now, as if it was a scar from a caesarean section He knew that she gave birth to Qiheng when she gave birth to Qi Heng, although he did not wait for her and the child to come out outside the operating room, but he kept standing outside and waited for the child to land.
Of course, Nuan didn't know that he had actually been back to the hospital, nor did he know that he had waited outside anxiously Right now, Moby Dick wondered if the scar was left by her second child He could not mind her past, he could really do it as if those things never existed, but what about her, could she?
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