Fang Yiluo was sleeping soundly. He heard the ringtone of his cell phone in a daze. He frowned slightly, touched the phone and pressed the answer button.
"It's me." His voice was filled with a ray of cold air, and Fang Yiluo suddenly woke up. He blinked his eyes like mist, took off the phone, and clearly saw the call reminder showing the fifth magnificent.
"It's so late, are you in trouble?"
"I'm outside the door."
Fang Yiluo instantly sat up from the bed, then lifted the quilt and ran all the way to open the door for him.
It was almost the end of the year. It was really cold in the late night. He was wearing a white shirt. He didn't know how long he had been standing outside the door. The white breath he exhaled was filled with a hint of alcohol. He raised his eyes and looked at Fang Yiluo, and saw her frowning slightly, "You don't sleep so late, run here... Um..."
He stepped forward, pressed her against the wall, leaned over and kissed her warm lips. Perhaps because he had been standing outside for too long, his body had a heavy cold air, and his cold body pressed against her warm body, making her body tremble.
I felt like my lips were blocked by ice. She was so scared that her face was pale by his actions. "Xiao Jue?" His lips wandered on her face. Her fair neck had not had time to think about it. The sound of pajamas being torn in her ears, and then the chest became cold. The fifth Jue kissed on her shoulders in a slight way. The scorching tears fell on her shoulders. While he kissed, he apologized in a low hoarse manner, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'll treat you well, I'll try to treat you well."
He couldn't stop the tears that flooded in his eyes, and hugged her and sobbed gently. Fang Yiluo was stunned, as if he had not come back to his senses yet. His low apology came from his ears. "I'm really sorry, can you believe me, I will treat you very well, and I will treat you very well."
She blinked and looked at the fifth wise in front of her. She had seen his pride, his cold charm, his evil spirit, his cruelty, his elegance...
For many lifetimes, she thought she had known Yan Jue, but she had never seen him as fragile and guilty. When she looked at him crying, she couldn't tell what it felt in her heart. Her heart was filled with indescribable sourness. She just instinctively held up his already cold face, tiptoed and gently printed her kiss.
Her lips had a magic power that fell on his eyes, preventing the tears that thrust out of their eyes.
Her lips touched his cold lips. He trembled all over his body as if he was shocked by electric shock and picked her up. They kissed her all the way to the bedroom. On the bed, he untied his body, lifted up her dress, and stroked her snow-white skin. The smoothness made his eyes become gloomy.
He obviously drank wine, but his head was sober at this moment.
He wanted to be a scumbag, and then he was drunk just to have a relationship, as despicable and shameless as a rapist, but when he faced her, he found that he could not do it.
But God didn't let him get drunk. The cool breeze along the way had already woken up most of the alcohol. He was very sober at this time and knew very clearly what he was doing.
All the beauty made him have hallucinations he shouldn't have, as if when did all this happen?
But he couldn't remember where he had been born. His hot bodies rubbed against each other, causing waves of lust and his hot heart trembled. He seemed to prefer the fan-shaped birthmark on her snow-white chest. His lips brushed with the birthmark would bring a numbness.
He was ready to go, but at the critical moment he braked in time.
His eyes, like a black pool, were locked tightly on her misty eyes. His voice was already extremely hoarse, and his voice was like a saw knife with gears, gently cutting her heart, saying it hurt but not, saying it doesn't hurt but it feels unspeakable, "You still have time to regret it now."
She stretched out her snow-white lotus arms, her misty eyes were glowing with a gentle halo, her voice was soft and charming, "Even the first time a long time ago, I never regretted it." She lifted her body slightly and pressed it against him, and her kiss fell on his neck with a tiny kiss.
Wu Jue's whole body trembled, and this sentence seemed to give him great encouragement. His possession was crazy, even with a hint of pity.
From then on, Fang Yiluo was no longer an irrelevant person in his life.
It was only a long time since the fifth saint that I realized how long it was that what she said was a long time ago?
Their love lasted until the sky turned white. She was so tired that she slept in his arms. He hugged her and was so tired that she slept extremely heavily. Since she knew that her sister was not long ago, this was the most reliable sleep he had ever slept.
Wu Yi looked at the door of Yiluo's mother's tightly closed. It was already past eight o'clock in the morning, so why didn't her mother wake up yet?
Well, who made it Saturday?
Yiluo's mother has recently changed to a new job, so she must be under too much pressure. As a sensible and well-behaved child, he cannot disturb Yiluo's mother sleeping in.
He decided to find some bread and milk to cushion his belly, then went back to the room to watch the cartoon, and waited until Yiluo's mother woke up naturally.
Yimo snorted and sniffed lazily. The cartoon was a little tired. He lay on the bed with his pillow in his arms. He didn't know how long he had been sleeping. When he got up again, his stomach was already rumbled with hunger.
He rubbed his eyes downstairs, and there was no sign of Luo's mother in the living room.
He was already a little sleepy, but he was completely awakened at this time. A trace of worry flashed across his tough little face. Could it be that Yi Luo's mother was sick?
Thinking of this, the fifth Yimo was about to burst into tears. He clenched his small fist and tried his best to control himself from crying.
Yiluo's mother said that he is a man and cannot always cry. It will make people who really care about him feel distressed. Don't panic when encountering problems. So the first step is to see Yiluo's mother. Is she really sick?
He ran downstairs and walked to Yiluo's mother's room on the first floor. He suppressed his panic and knocked on the door gently, and called softly, "Yiluo, are you awake?"
Fang Yiluo heard her son's voice in a daze, and instantly woke up from the warm chest of the fifth juvenile. She sat up and even the quilt slid down, revealing her snow-white skin. Looking at the same awake No. 5 Juvenile in front of her, she couldn't help swallowing. It seemed that it was not convenient for the two of them to be seen by Yimo.
Yimo outside the door was even about to cry, "Mom Yiluo, are you sick?"
Fang Yiluo's answer was a little quick, "No, no, I just overslept."
"I'm in."
"What?"
Something flashed quickly in Wu Jue's eyes. Before he could think too much, the quilt was directly covered on his head. He could still hear Fang Yiluo's trembling voice, "Don't, don't make a sound."
When the fifth master looked up, he looked dark and saw some places that shouldn't have been seen through the gap.
He quickly lowered his head, not daring to breathe for a moment.
The next second I heard the fifth Yimo push open the door, "Mom Yiluo, are your body uncomfortable?"
Fang Yiluo was all in the fifth juggernaut under the quilt, and really hoped that he would make no sound. After all, Yimo had not accepted him yet, let alone told him that the fifth juggernaut was still his father.
"No, it's just that I've been too tired these days and overslept all of a sudden, which made us Yimo worry."
Wu Yimo breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as Yiluo's mother is fine." After the words, the little guy's stomach started to whisper, his face turned red, and he lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Yiluo's mother, I'm a little hungry."
Fang Yiluo covered the quilt and did not dare to move at all, "I, I'll change my clothes and go out to cook for you right away, okay?"
The fifth Yimo nodded repeatedly, "Okay."
Seeing that her son had not moved at all, Fang Yiluo thought that she was naked under the quilt and could not get up at all. She coughed lightly, "Yi, Yimo, you are a big boy now. I, I will change my clothes. Should you avoid it? This way you can show your gentlemanly demeanor, what do you think?"
Fifth Yimo nodded, "Well, I'll go out and wait for Yiluo's mother now."
Fang Yiluo nodded quickly, "Okay, I'll go out to make delicious food for you right away."
Seeing her son closing the door, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The moment her whole body relaxed, the quilt slid down again, feeling the upper body cooled down. Fang Yiluo was stunned and turned to look at the fifth jury inside. He was also naked with his upper body. Although it was not the first time he met with honesty, it was the most embarrassing time.
Fang Yiluo didn't have time to be shy. Thinking of her son's hungry, she didn't have time to pay attention to whether he would be seen by him now. Anyway, she touched everything she should touch last night and saw everything she should see. No matter how reserved she is now, she may not be a bit pretentious.
She hurriedly jumped out of the bed, opened the wardrobe, found out her underwear, and then changed into her home clothes. Then she looked back at Di Wu Jue and said in a low voice, "Wait a minute, you can climb out of the window quietly." After saying that, regardless of whether Di Wu Jue really accepted it, she ran out of the room.
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Dear, I hurriedly wrote the text when I came back in the afternoon, which made all the cuties wait for a long time.
Chapter completed!