She couldn't resist the Wuyue in front of her, and she really wanted to have another child...
His increasingly bright eyes locked her eyes firmly, as if to penetrate her heart
She did not avoid it anymore. It was the only light in the darkness. She had a vague wish in her heart. She wanted to hold it tightly. Isn’t this the sweetest and happiest moment in countless spring dreams?
Isn’t it the most romantic scene that I have secretly fantasized about countless times?
The beautiful boy who came to the world like a fairy child in his dream, playing the lingering melody in the hole flute, and riding a white horse was him!
Isn’t all this in front of me the best compensation that God has given me for half his life?
Wuyue whispered: Love and passion complement each other, that means, don’t you love him now?
She nodded slightly, thinking that he might not be able to see clearly, and then said softly
A dreamlike clear and spiritual words sounded in his ears: Some people say that love is like water to a fish and the sky to a bird. Has Mrs. Liu considered accepting another love?
She said firmly: I can't!
That means, don't you not want to?
She deeply focused on his eyes that were still as bright as stars in the dark, and whispered: Fate depends entirely on luck. Good luck is just like the Aunt Lixiang you mentioned. Aunt Liu is the kind of unfortunate, without care, without the warmth of the family, and even the only child abandoned me early. Who knows the sorrow in it? Yan Lai was already a little choked
Mrs. Liu, you are so beautiful, both your appearance and your heart!
He spoke sincerely, and there was no trace of falsehood in his eyes. Her heart was as if she was shaking, and her delicate body couldn't stop trembling. His words seemed to contain that meaning.
He is so outstanding, how could he fall in love with a forty-four-year-old half-old Xu girl?
I should just want a mature mother's plump body to satisfy his Oedipus feelings?
However, I heard that women mostly go from love to sex, while men are the opposite. If they serve them comfortably, they may feel admiration. However, who is sure?
Unfortunately, Aunt Liu has missed the age of romance and love, who would still like it?
If a woman's life is a flower, Mrs. Liu is the most beautiful and beautiful time to bloom. I like this beautiful flower
Her face turned red, her heartbeat accelerated suddenly. After hesitating for a while, she finally made up her mind and whispered: But Auntie is so much older than you
That doesn't matter, the key is whether you like me?
She looked at his eyes affectionately, and for a moment, the fiery girlish feelings burst out instantly, everything was in silence!
The dark room was silent again, only the other party's breathing was still getting more and more rapid, and he could even faintly hear the other party's heartbeat. It was late at night, and the two of them were tired and had no sleepiness.
She slowly withdrew her gaze, her eyes were already a little swollen, and her forearm was still on his arm. The moon passed by the sky, and it was time for her to go to the outer warm pavilion to sleep, but the warm touch on her forearm and the tender and sweet romantic atmosphere were really reluctant to leave. She hesitated for a while but still didn't make up her mind to leave?
As a middle-aged mature woman in her forties, she was the time when she needed her most physiologically. She was alone in the dark room with the boy she loved. The atmosphere felt really ambiguous, and the topic of chatting was also very seductive.
She was a little scared, but she really liked this ambiguous atmosphere
His dreamy voice sounded: Mrs. Liu and her husband have been separated for so many years, don’t you feel lonely?
Her breathing suddenly became rapid!
How could you not be lonely?
Especially when I was half-awake and half-awake, my eyes were dark, and my pillow was empty, and I could only let my fantasy wings fly freely, endless
She was imaginative for a moment, and there was obvious reaction in various parts of her body. The dream lover's attitude was clearly stated. At this moment, she just had to climb onto the embroidery couch to turn the pink spring dream into reality
However, it is impossible to stay in this room for a night. Who has become a lonely man and a widow?
Well, stay for a while, just a moment
Since it will be just a moment, of course it will pass soon for her. Is there any reason to stay here?
She said casually without saying anything: Mr. Xiao, after talking for a long time, are you thirsty? Do you want some tea?
Wuyue was indeed a little thirsty and nodded quickly and said: Mrs. Liu, I’m so embarrassed!
Liu Rushuang smiled: Since the young master is Xiaojun’s younger brother, please call me Aunt Liu, don’t be so naive
She got up and ignited the fire folds twice, lit a candle on the candlestick, the smallest and thinnest one, picked up the candlestick and walked into the house a quarter of an hour later, holding the candlestick in her left hand and holding a tea tray in her right hand, with an exquisite and unique purple clay teapot on it, two thin small golden nanmu oval tea cups
She poured a cup of hot tea, sat beside the bed and helped Wuyue's upper body up, let him sit on the head of the bed, and picked up the tea cup to feed him drink
Wuyue hurriedly reached out to pick it up. Aunt Liu, I'd better do it myself. Although my hands are weak, the teacup can still be afforded... The teacup is very small. When he connected his hands, he almost held half of the soft horn in his hand.
Liu Rushuang's face turned red and she quickly let go. Wuyue had not yet held it firmly. The tea cup suddenly fell on the brocade quilt, and the tea was spilled everywhere!
She blushed and hurriedly took the pal and wiped the quilt while saying embarrassingly: Young Master, I'm so sorry, look at Aunt Liu's frivolous hands!
She was a person who was quick and careful in her work, but because she was facing the dreamer, her eldest sister said something just now, making her feel so abnormal.
Wuyue smiled and said: It's okay! Aunt Liu should not be so aware of you. You are Xiaojun's adoptive mother, just call me Wuyue or Yueer. While saying that, you help her brush away the tea on the quilt with your hands to prevent it from soaking inside.
It’s strange that both of them wanted to avoid each other’s hands, but they always met each other!
Liu Rushuang was embarrassed, but she found it funny. She looked up at Wuyue, and it was such a coincidence that he was looking up at her.
It happens like this everywhere, if it weren’t for the natural fate, it would be completely undestined!
A lamp is like a bean, and the candle shadow shakes red, far from the scene in the dark just now
The moment he looked at each other, his deep eyes were filled with innocence, kindness, sincerity and wisdom
She could feel that his fairy spirit and the waves of eyes were soothing his heart; his angel-like crystal clear and pure pupils were like a hand full of love, which could soothe all the pain in his heart. No matter how much pain and torture there is in the world, it would disappear like a rolling soup and pouring snow; it also seemed to be using his soul window to listen to his sorrow and joy; it was a pair of talking eyes of the gods, telling silent promises, come on, this is your destination, no matter how violent the world is, I will shelter you from the wind and rain!
In these eyes, she seemed to be able to see herself, which was also the peace and joy that all women wanted the most, the love words and anything else!
Looking at his magical eyes that didn't look like they came from the world, she seemed to be in the darkness and suddenly saw the bright light of the moonlight!
Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated!
A totem-like worship arises in her heart!
His eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, his fairy-looking and beautiful appearance are so charming, so charming and charming!
Around him, there seemed to be wisps of fairy spirit, with a calm expression, and a clear and uninhabited world, like a god who is not as good as a fireworks in the world, embracing all the golden boys of fairies in the heavens, falling into the world, and illuminating the earth!
Liu Rushuang is hypnotized, and she looks like a demon. She stares at the pair of beautiful star eyes emitting magical light without a moment, and she is reluctant to look away, or even blink.
Time froze in her heart, and she stared at her big eyes that were endlessly looking at her, wishing she could turn this moment into eternity...
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His increasingly bright eyes locked her eyes firmly, as if to penetrate her heart
She did not avoid it anymore. It was the only light in the darkness. She had a vague wish in her heart. She wanted to hold it tightly. Isn’t this the sweetest and happiest moment in countless spring dreams?
Isn’t it the most romantic scene that I have secretly fantasized about countless times?
The beautiful boy who came to the world like a fairy child in his dream, playing the lingering melody in the hole flute, and riding a white horse was him!
Isn’t all this in front of me the best compensation that God has given me for half his life?
Wuyue whispered: Love and passion complement each other, that means, don’t you love him now?
She nodded slightly, thinking that he might not be able to see clearly, and then said softly
A dreamlike clear and spiritual words sounded in his ears: Some people say that love is like water to a fish and the sky to a bird. Has Mrs. Liu considered accepting another love?
She said firmly: I can't!
That means, don't you not want to?
She deeply focused on his eyes that were still as bright as stars in the dark, and whispered: Fate depends entirely on luck. Good luck is just like the Aunt Lixiang you mentioned. Aunt Liu is the kind of unfortunate, without care, without the warmth of the family, and even the only child abandoned me early. Who knows the sorrow in it? Yan Lai was already a little choked
Mrs. Liu, you are so beautiful, both your appearance and your heart!
He spoke sincerely, and there was no trace of falsehood in his eyes. Her heart was as if she was shaking, and her delicate body couldn't stop trembling. His words seemed to contain that meaning.
He is so outstanding, how could he fall in love with a forty-four-year-old half-old Xu girl?
I should just want a mature mother's plump body to satisfy his Oedipus feelings?
However, I heard that women mostly go from love to sex, while men are the opposite. If they serve them comfortably, they may feel admiration. However, who is sure?
Unfortunately, Aunt Liu has missed the age of romance and love, who would still like it?
If a woman's life is a flower, Mrs. Liu is the most beautiful and beautiful time to bloom. I like this beautiful flower
Her face turned red, her heartbeat accelerated suddenly. After hesitating for a while, she finally made up her mind and whispered: But Auntie is so much older than you
That doesn't matter, the key is whether you like me?
She looked at his eyes affectionately, and for a moment, the fiery girlish feelings burst out instantly, everything was in silence!
The dark room was silent again, only the other party's breathing was still getting more and more rapid, and he could even faintly hear the other party's heartbeat. It was late at night, and the two of them were tired and had no sleepiness.
She slowly withdrew her gaze, her eyes were already a little swollen, and her forearm was still on his arm. The moon passed by the sky, and it was time for her to go to the outer warm pavilion to sleep, but the warm touch on her forearm and the tender and sweet romantic atmosphere were really reluctant to leave. She hesitated for a while but still didn't make up her mind to leave?
As a middle-aged mature woman in her forties, she was the time when she needed her most physiologically. She was alone in the dark room with the boy she loved. The atmosphere felt really ambiguous, and the topic of chatting was also very seductive.
She was a little scared, but she really liked this ambiguous atmosphere
His dreamy voice sounded: Mrs. Liu and her husband have been separated for so many years, don’t you feel lonely?
Her breathing suddenly became rapid!
How could you not be lonely?
Especially when I was half-awake and half-awake, my eyes were dark, and my pillow was empty, and I could only let my fantasy wings fly freely, endless
She was imaginative for a moment, and there was obvious reaction in various parts of her body. The dream lover's attitude was clearly stated. At this moment, she just had to climb onto the embroidery couch to turn the pink spring dream into reality
However, it is impossible to stay in this room for a night. Who has become a lonely man and a widow?
Well, stay for a while, just a moment
Since it will be just a moment, of course it will pass soon for her. Is there any reason to stay here?
She said casually without saying anything: Mr. Xiao, after talking for a long time, are you thirsty? Do you want some tea?
Wuyue was indeed a little thirsty and nodded quickly and said: Mrs. Liu, I’m so embarrassed!
Liu Rushuang smiled: Since the young master is Xiaojun’s younger brother, please call me Aunt Liu, don’t be so naive
She got up and ignited the fire folds twice, lit a candle on the candlestick, the smallest and thinnest one, picked up the candlestick and walked into the house a quarter of an hour later, holding the candlestick in her left hand and holding a tea tray in her right hand, with an exquisite and unique purple clay teapot on it, two thin small golden nanmu oval tea cups
She poured a cup of hot tea, sat beside the bed and helped Wuyue's upper body up, let him sit on the head of the bed, and picked up the tea cup to feed him drink
Wuyue hurriedly reached out to pick it up. Aunt Liu, I'd better do it myself. Although my hands are weak, the teacup can still be afforded... The teacup is very small. When he connected his hands, he almost held half of the soft horn in his hand.
Liu Rushuang's face turned red and she quickly let go. Wuyue had not yet held it firmly. The tea cup suddenly fell on the brocade quilt, and the tea was spilled everywhere!
She blushed and hurriedly took the pal and wiped the quilt while saying embarrassingly: Young Master, I'm so sorry, look at Aunt Liu's frivolous hands!
She was a person who was quick and careful in her work, but because she was facing the dreamer, her eldest sister said something just now, making her feel so abnormal.
Wuyue smiled and said: It's okay! Aunt Liu should not be so aware of you. You are Xiaojun's adoptive mother, just call me Wuyue or Yueer. While saying that, you help her brush away the tea on the quilt with your hands to prevent it from soaking inside.
It’s strange that both of them wanted to avoid each other’s hands, but they always met each other!
Liu Rushuang was embarrassed, but she found it funny. She looked up at Wuyue, and it was such a coincidence that he was looking up at her.
It happens like this everywhere, if it weren’t for the natural fate, it would be completely undestined!
A lamp is like a bean, and the candle shadow shakes red, far from the scene in the dark just now
The moment he looked at each other, his deep eyes were filled with innocence, kindness, sincerity and wisdom
She could feel that his fairy spirit and the waves of eyes were soothing his heart; his angel-like crystal clear and pure pupils were like a hand full of love, which could soothe all the pain in his heart. No matter how much pain and torture there is in the world, it would disappear like a rolling soup and pouring snow; it also seemed to be using his soul window to listen to his sorrow and joy; it was a pair of talking eyes of the gods, telling silent promises, come on, this is your destination, no matter how violent the world is, I will shelter you from the wind and rain!
In these eyes, she seemed to be able to see herself, which was also the peace and joy that all women wanted the most, the love words and anything else!
Looking at his magical eyes that didn't look like they came from the world, she seemed to be in the darkness and suddenly saw the bright light of the moonlight!
Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated!
A totem-like worship arises in her heart!
His eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, his fairy-looking and beautiful appearance are so charming, so charming and charming!
Around him, there seemed to be wisps of fairy spirit, with a calm expression, and a clear and uninhabited world, like a god who is not as good as a fireworks in the world, embracing all the golden boys of fairies in the heavens, falling into the world, and illuminating the earth!
Liu Rushuang is hypnotized, and she looks like a demon. She stares at the pair of beautiful star eyes emitting magical light without a moment, and she is reluctant to look away, or even blink.
Time froze in her heart, and she stared at her big eyes that were endlessly looking at her, wishing she could turn this moment into eternity...
Dividing lines
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