Luo Huan nodded with a smile, packed up the documents, and returned to the bedroom.

It’s a rare good weather, the room is warm and the sun is not hot.

Luo Huan was really tired, and his feet were drifting heavily.

She went over and pulled the curtains, and found that the room was still very bright. She pulled up the outer blackout curtains, then she got into the quilt and hugged the pillow where Hei Jieming was sleeping habitually.

She sniffed, and could still vaguely feel the aura belonging to Hei Jieming.

This feeling made her feel at ease, as if he was still beside her, sleeping on the other side of the bed.

"Come back quickly." She muttered softly by burying her face into the pillow.

I never knew that if one person’s world is missing another person, the whole world will become so empty.

She worked hard to cheer up and support her, ignoring the longing in her heart.

Only when you are alone, the forced suppression of emotion suddenly burst out.

She missed him, missed him.

..

Luo Huan felt someone kissing her in a dream.

Such a dream has appeared several times after losing contact with Hei Jieming. Every time she feels very real, but every time she struggles to wake up, she will be greatly disappointed when she opens her eyes.

Capture.

She opened her mouth and tried to dance with him, her little hands hooked his neck, wrapping her tightly, as if she was afraid that he would walk away again.

Her catering brought about a stronger invasion. Hei Jieming, who appeared in her hallucination, kissed her with aroused her. The tip of her tongue was sucked by him. Her lips were so painful.

After the reckless request, it was slightly swollen.

This dream is more real than what I experience in my daily life.

Luo Huan could even feel the burning breath that spurted out from his mouth, plunging on his skin, and the hot and hot.

She suddenly couldn't bear to wake up.

Even if it was just her brain that felt the longing, and the scene that made her feel particularly illusory, she was greedy like a traveler traveling a long distance in the desert. Suddenly, she saw Gan Hong, regardless of whether it was a mirage or not, so she plunged into it, unwilling to

Return to the senses.

He began to be dissatisfied with a deep kiss.

The slightly cool lips slid towards her sensitive neck, biting and sucking, creating a trembling feeling of pleasure.

Luo Huan felt a chill in his chest, and a big hand covered her softness. He pinched it a few times, and the most sensitive red jade was taken into his mouth.

If at this time, she still deceived herself and thought that everything was an illusion, Luo Huan could not do it.

She opened her eyes and looked at the figure buried in her body, trying hard to seduce her to the hot together, and suddenly she felt very much in tears.

Is this dreaming?

If it was a dream, when she opened her eyes, the figure that was day and night thoughts should dissipate immediately.

But this time, no.

Really not.

After a long separation, he could no longer control his desire, covered her body and tried hard to get it.

Luo Huan began to shed tears.

He didn't speak, and she didn't say a word.

In silence, his penis became more and more intense, and sweat fell on her face drop by drop, pinching her big hand, almost twisting off her slender waist that was unbearable to hold.

Until everything came to peace, he and she were gasping violently.
Chapter completed!