Butong closed his eyes, forced down the palpitation in his heart, and said in a trembling voice, "what do I want to miss you? I don't want to."

the man's Adam's apple rolled, his hands propped up beside her ears, and he stared at her clear eyes closely. "Hasn't the last shadow passed yet? Wife, I know I'm wrong, and I promise I won't make you feel bad next time. We can't go on like this forever. Do you have the heart to watch me suffer so much? "

Butong turned his mouth and said, "don't you have any self-control?"

the man stroked her white and delicate face with a...