His head hit the edge of the cushion, and the soft edge of the cushion blocked the force of his kneeling down.
He no longer had any worries.
He kowtowed respectfully, each kowtow heavier than the last.
The solemn and majestic statue of the god in the depths of the temple has an expression of compassion for all living beings.
Everyone in the world has something to ask for.
All he wanted was the opportunity to worship and offer sacrifices to it.
not enough!
not enough!
It’s never enough!
He was willing to dedicate his entire body and soul to the gods.
This made him feel happy.
This gave him peace of mind.
worship!
He is willing to serve for his whole life!
I surrender!
Kneel down again!
He is her eternal believer!
A breeze blew, lifting a corner of the white blanket.
It covered the girl's hands that were tightly grasping the blanket, but it couldn't hide the graceful movement of her arms shaking.
The hot spring water flows slowly, and two figures are reflected in the water.
The wind blew the figure in the water constantly.
Luo Qingqing's confused gaze fell on the large floor-to-ceiling window in the bedroom.
The floor-to-ceiling windows at night are like a mirror.
The two of them could be seen clearly.
Her face flushed with embarrassment.
Xie Muchen didn't let her be distracted.
He leaned over to her ear and whispered sweet nothings in her ear.
He takes good care of her.
He said, "Be good, let me eat first, and then I'll get you a midnight snack."
She responded: "Okay, I want milk tea."
His voice was suddenly filled with seduction, "Okay, here it is for you."
By the time the confused Luo Qingqing understood the deeper meaning of his words, it was already too late.
Tonight, Luo Qingqing ate the milk tea and barbecue she wanted.
But the price was a sleepless night.
One week.
Xie Muchen completely transformed into a curious baby, taking her to explore every place inside and outside the villa.
Swimming pool, a fusion of ice and fire.
Hot springs, the collision of fire and heat.
On the shore, there is an unobstructed view of honesty.
The flowers are a combination of beauty and fragrance.
The room is a chord of warmth and tranquility.
The restaurant is a delicious feast.
On Saturday night, the two of them quietly embraced each other and soaked in the hot spring.
Even after a busy week, Xie Muchen still didn't feel tired.
He kissed every inch of Luo Qingqing's skin over and over again.
He had a seductive look.
He whispered, "Darling, I want more."
Luo Qingqing instinctively refused: "No! I'm tired."
He has been tormenting her these past few days.
She used the cooling ointment on her body, using up tube after tube.
Whenever she thought of him, her heart trembled, half with fear and half with desire.
She had a very complicated attitude towards that matter.
She always resisted at first, but then she threw herself into it.
Xie Muchen liked to admire the process of her changing from alienation and resistance to enthusiastic acceptance of him.
He was patient enough to tease her body's love for him.
Xie Muchen took a bite of the ice cream in her hand, then bent down and kissed her.
His lips were half cold and half hot, and the feeling was transferred to her, making her feel both uncomfortable and happy.
Her eyes quickly became blurred.
He picked her up and made her sit.
The soup they took today was milk soup.
The milky white warm soup spread out layer by layer, hitting the smooth marble wall.
The waves are like tides, one layer higher than the other, one wave heavier than the other.
Under the light, there are bits of light scattered like stars.
The night is charming and the warm soup is fragrant.
Luo Qingqing's rosy skin became pinker and pinker as the warm water gently patted her, until it was almost red.
She pinched the man's broad back with her ten fingers, but he felt nothing.
Several hot spring pits are close to each other, one connected to the other, like a bunch of grapes.
The milky white warm soup surged more and more powerfully, finally crossing the stone wall and flowing into another soup pit.
Amidst the waves, a charming voice came out of Luo Qingqing's mouth.
Xie Muchen hugged her tightly.
He kissed her sweaty cheek and whispered in her ear.
"My dear, my dear."
"You're so nice! You're so nice!"
"I love you, I love you, let me love you until I die."
"Let me die like this! Ah!"
.......
Luo Qingqing did not respond to her.
She looked up at the deep blue sky and felt like she had become a fairy floating in the sky.
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