The emotions in those little deer eyes flickered, which was very alluring.
She pursed her lips and suddenly chuckled, "Hey, can you smile more?"
The tone was like that of a gangster.
Suddenly I felt like I was back in the cave five years ago, when I first saw him, fearless and fearless.
Cen Yue had just calmed himself down when he looked up when he heard these words.
When he met Song Yiyi's gaze, his dark eyes were filled with soft ripples, as if countless threads of love were entangling the person in front of him.
Cen Yue smiled silently.
His eyes curved, and a smile suddenly spread across his lips, revealing two faintly visible fangs.
Like willow leaves blown by the spring breeze.
With a natural youthfulness.
The man who always had a cold and aloof aura relaxed his brows, and his handsome face, which was exquisite and superior, was like the surface of a long-frozen lake, which suddenly spread out circles of gentle ripples.
All the gloom in Song Yiyi's heart disappeared, replaced by endless warmth.
Someone was born in Rome.
There are people in the stable.
So what?
So what!
The pair of eyes as clear as glass curved slightly.
Song Yiyi fell forward without warning.
Cen Yue quickly stepped forward and took her into his arms, "Yiyi, go to sleep, okay?"
The person in his arms didn't answer.
After a few seconds, just as Cen Yue was about to lower his head, he heard muffled laughter.
Song Yiyi laughed more and more happily.
She raised her face, cupped Cen Yue's cheek with her hands, looked him over carefully, and murmured softly, "Cen Yue, you look like a fox."
Cen Yue lowered his eyes and stared at her, "Hmm?"
fox?
Is it ugly?
Cen Yue was still thinking about what kind of description this was.
Song Yiyi pinched his tall nose and continued to ramble, "If you shaved your head, you'd still be a flower monk, with a face full of worldly desires, a true demon."
The voice soaked in alcohol was warm and soft, "Cen Yue, I like you so much."
A few words came out of nowhere.
It was like a heavy hammer, smashing open Cen Yue's heart.
The dark color in his eyes surged.
Cen Yue bent down and stared at Song Yiyi closely. His throat was tight and his voice was trembling slightly. "Say it again."
This was the first time he heard these words from Song Yiyi.
Cen Yue's heart felt like it was entangled by dense silk threads, making it difficult for him to breathe.
These words.
He waited too long.
It's been so long that after asking once, even if I open up, I don't dare to ask again.
He even comforted himself.
As long as she is willing to stay here, stay with him, nothing else matters.
Cen Yue's eyes were dazed for a moment, and he lowered his voice and spoke carefully: "Ancestor, can you please say it again?"
There's an unreal feeling like I'm dreaming.
Cen Yue's shoulders were tense, and his eyes were full of expectation and desire as he looked at Song Yiyi. The palms that were shackled on Song Yiyi's lower back became hot.
Time seemed to be stretched out.
There was a buzzing in my ears.
Until those clear eyes curved, Song Yiyi opened her red lips and said, "I like you, I really like you."
As she spoke, she unbuttoned the top button of Cen Yue's shirt.
"Cen Yue, can we have a child too?"
“Although this world is unfair, I believe it is beautiful.”
"With you, I am here, and with our family and friends."
"I can eat so many delicious foods and hold such warm hands. I just want to bring a new life into the world, let it see the beauty of this world, and do my best to support it."
"I want to hear it cry and see it laugh."
The most important thing is that they will go from being two people with no blood relationship to three people with the same blood.
Song Yiyi had never longed for Cen Yue's hug more than at this moment.
She couldn't unbutton her clothes, so she placed her arms weakly on Cen Yue's shoulders and asked, "Okay?"
Cen Yue was possessed, his heart tightening. He raised his hand to help Song Yiyi tuck the hair away from her ears. "Yiyi, I can only promise you the first half of this sentence."
Despite his surging emotions, he still retained a trace of rationality.
The process of giving birth can be.
Can't have children.
After a few gentle kisses, Cen Yue hugged Song Yiyi tightly in his arms, with undisguised desire in his deep eyes.
The hot breath came rushing over with passionate emotions.
The last bit of sanity burned out in an instant.
Cen Yue picked up Song Yiyi and his kiss gradually became domineering.
Very fierce.
Song Yiyi grabbed Cen Yue's shirt with one hand, and soon, the area was squeezed so tightly that it was unrecognizable.
The two fell into the recliners.
The cushioned recliner rocked back and forth, creaking in protest as it bore more weight than it could bear.
Song Yiyi got up in a daze and wanted to leave.
Cen Yue pulled her back and she fell into his arms.
The messy and rampant beauty arouses all madness and evil.
Clothes scattered.
Under the dim light, two overlapping figures were vaguely revealed.
......
Song Yiyi was woken up by a kiss.
She was extremely sleepy.
He exudes laziness all over his body.
She turned over to avoid it, but was held back by strong arms. Before she could catch her breath, she was kissed heavily.
Song Yiyi was so annoyed that she raised her hand and slapped him.
There was a snapping sound.
Song Yiyi woke up instantly, and when she opened her eyes, she met narrow eyes filled with a gentle smile.
Cen Yue was slapped on the neck, but he seemed to feel no pain at all. He stared at Song Yiyi without blinking, and said in a clear voice: "Awake?"
Song Yiyi was stunned for a second.
She had no memory loss and remembered every detail of last night clearly.
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