The voice of their love

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mixed with heavy breathing sounds rippled in the room, intertwined into a hot movement of the night, even the snow outside can not withstand...

The wild snow outside gradually stopped, and occasionally the wind blew, sweeping the eaves and branches of the snow, in the dim light, glittering and flying.

When the dark dark blue in the sky was gradually dispersed by the Oriental whiteness, the long-lost sunshine spread on the earth, and the snow on the branches shined with dazzling light...

"Hmm..."

Xia Yimo felt that she had some headaches. She turned over and felt as if she had been torn apart. She frowned tightly and opened her eyes.

The strange environment, the strange breath, the luxurious scenery all make her brain unable to operate, and her blank eyes smoothly pass through the house... Finally, it fell on the wheat-colored back of the man beside it...

Xia Yimo blinked his eyes illusively and then... A sudden stare!

Man?!!

Xia Yimo stared at Longyaochen's back. Last night's astonishing scene gradually became clear in his mind...

She flipped open the quilt, and the scattered marks on her body pricked her eyes! uuuuuuuuuuuu

Holding the quilt hand with a sudden force, Xia Yimo shivered slightly, eyes became red instantly, eyes were gradually blocked by water mist.

Xia Yimo bites her lip dead, raises her eyes and tries not to let herself cry, but the sadness spreading in her heart stings her nerves...

She didn't want to think, nor did she dare to think... All this may have something to do with Dad!

Just...

Xia fanned her eyelashes with foam and bit her lips to keep her from overflowing with sadness. What's the use of

escaping?

The results are not the same?

and... This bed... Or did she bump into it by herself! uuuuuuuuuuu

Suddenly, the people around her moved slightly, and Xia Yimo suddenly returned to her mind. She even had no time to think about it. She just got out of bed in a hurry instinctively.

Coolness strikes, and she just realizes that she has nothing on her. She looks at the man who wants to turn around in a panic and crouches on the ground in a hurry...

Xia Yimo held his mouth tightly, and the atmosphere dared not breathe, although... Yesterday, she was not conscious enough to do that, but she couldn't face a strange man the next morning, a person who even looked vague. 1

Longyaochen suddenly stopped moving. Xia Yimo took a peek at him, but she didn't see anything because of the pressure from around her. ...

Waited a little longer. Except for the even breathing, Longyaochen had no movement. Xia Yimo swallowed it secretly, looked at the underwear and Nightgown scattered on the ground ahead, and crawled on his knees in a very clumsy way. Then he quickly put on his clothes, wrapped up his bathrobe and crept to the door...

Long Yaochen did not move until the soft sound of closing the door came, he slowly opened his eyes, deep ink pupils gradually emerged a touch of depression.

Xia Yimo, who took the door lightly, did not dare to stay, even though she was wearing a bathrobe at the moment, she turned around in a hurry... Suddenly crashed into a hard chest.

"Uh" a sound, because of the momentum, Xia Yimo gripped her forehead painfully, she looked at the people all over tightly... The handsome facial features are full of evil spirit, the corners of the mouth outline a beautiful radian, but people can not perceive a trace of warmth, and his eyes are not concealed to look at her...

"You... Last night here?!" Long Tianlin lifted his chin lightly and looked at the door just closed by Xia Yimo with deep concern.

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