Chapter 490: It will rain in the sky

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Yuna's crisp voice is higher and higher.

"It's a shameful voice."

"Then it's more shameful?"

"Whatever you want, I belong to you now, and I'll show you anyway." Yun'er launched Yunzhi's temptation, and her naughty expression made Jiang Haoran suddenly have strength, leaning forward, and her abdomen was against her back.

"Hand up!"

"Inner~"

Yuna is lying on her stomach, her forearms supporting the pillow, like, a, small, dog.

"Hurry up, I can't help it."

"Well, I can't help it." I have to say that the one Parker gave is so easy to use, Jiang Haoran doesn't feel the slightest sense of hindrance.

Resolutely move forward! Like a crazy soldier with a submachine gun, the crisp slapping sound, no, the bullets rang out.

The nerves were all tense, the beads of sweat on the two of them were increasing, their voices became muffled, and their muscles were tightening.

The fawn of the wild waves is screaming, relieved with joy. The speed of the soldiers' charge is getting faster and faster, the elk is moaning louder and louder, and the most primitive sounds are quickly emitted from skin to skin, covering the sky and everything.

His longing meets her loneliness, and out of the darkness gives birth to another kind of darkness, which is bound to turn into madness.

The tide flooded the dike, the water overflowed the golden mountain, and he reached the limit! Clung to the place, his hands clasped around her arms, and he lay on top of her.

Underneath the delicate. The tender body trembled wildly, and Jiang Haoran smelled a smell, very relaxed. The taste of swinging.

the.last.time.

Overlapping, entwining, life merging.

His body shook at the same time, as if he had been hit by a shotgun. Yuna turned her head and lips to meet, her eyes blurred.

At this moment, prostration and satisfaction fill their senses, and in this moment, they have each other.

They have no distance, and they have a negative distance.

Jiang Haoran held the hot and soft body in his arms, what he had been looking for, what he had been thinking about, and what he had been thinking about, seemed to have the answer at this moment.

"Haoran, it's more tiring to do this than to hold a concert." Yuna lay softly on her back, her voice small.

"Well, I won't do much in the future."

"Won't get pregnant?"

"No, there is this." Jiang Haoran took out the balloon.

Yuna, who smelled a man's scent, was flushed.

"Actually, Nuna understands, right?" Jiang Haoran propped his head and played with the rabbit.

"I want to sleep, but I like to sleep in my underwear, and you've stripped me naked......"

"Sleep, I'll dress you."

"You put it on first......" Yuna sneered, Jiang Haoran looked like a model now...... The naked kind.

"Hmm."

"Can you not touch it?"

"I've tried not to touch it, my hand is too big to blame me!"

"That...... Help me wipe ......"

"Poof...... Do you want to stick in? ”

"No!"

Jiang Haoran dressed Yun'er, dressed himself, changed the sheets and quilts, and hugged Yun'er, which had nothing to do with Fengyue.

"Drinking saliva is a lot of physical exertion."

"I can't drink it."

"I'll feed you." Jiang Haoran took a big bite and handed it to Yun'er.

"Take advantage of me again."

"No way, you're leaving tomorrow, cherish it."

"Won't you touch other women?"

Jiang Haoran was silent.

Yun'er was also silent, as if she knew Jiang Haoran's thoughts.

This silence lasted for dozens of minutes, and Yun'er, as her sister, nodded Jiang Haoran's nose: "I know your favorite is Xiujing, right?" ”

"The ......"

"That's it."

"Mianae." Jiang Haoran didn't deny it, stared at Yun'er's eyes shining in the moonlight, and said.

"You did the right thing, you don't need to apologize, I did the right thing, between us, if you miss it, whether it is fortunate or unfortunate, we will regret it."

"Nuna, I don't know what's wrong with me."

"It's not your fault, if it's really your fault, then it's your fault that you're too good, it's her luck to like Wuli Xiujing."

"And the woman who was the first time with you, should also be desperate, and you are also sincere, I can know."

"Huh? Nuna. ”

"Hee-hee, the body doesn't tell lies."

"It's me who used too much force, so don't go to the main match tomorrow, your body is important."

"I can bear this, and don't divert from the topic." Yun'er nodded Jiang Haoran's nose again.

"I don't know why I'm like this, since I met you, I've started to pay attention to you, pay attention to everything about you, and it has nothing to do with you entering the NBA, I really like you, Haoran."

"You like me too, I know." Yun'er saw that Jiang Haoran was about to speak, and covered Jiang Haoran's mouth with her hand.

"Xiujing is the most suitable marriage partner for you, age, personality, and her more lonely soul make her have a natural attraction to you, as if it was destined by God? I paid attention to it from the time you said that she was your ideal type, and then, Xiujing is the junior I like very much, and I also know her character, of course, I can also know what kind of person she likes, and you are really suitable for her. I'm a good fit for you, too, eh, I don't know what to say. ”

"Okay, say the last sentence, I will explain to Xiujing to listen to my relationship with you, and I will always love you, go to sleep." Yuna took her palm away.

"If I could, I wish I could have a few hearts."

"Even if you don't, you have to have us, because we can't do without you, sleep, wait for time, you will know your sincerity, and we will give everything for you."

……

The sun in Toronto is soft and weak, as if disdainful of competing with the cold.

Jiang Haoran woke up, and the people around her were gone, but the scent of the pillow proved that she had existed.

"Nuna, why can you look so open?" Jiang Haoran thought of what she said last night, "Your sincerity will make us give everything for you." It seems to be still in his ears, but why does Jiang Haoran always feel that he has not done enough, and he still hasn't changed?

Did his identity change him, or did his sincerity change her?

Who can tell the difference between right and wrong? Children are right and wrong, what they do is what they do, everyone has no regrets, we all love each other deeply, you are too good.

The clothes Jiang Haoran was going to wear neatly folded on the table, and hot bread and milk were placed on the table.

Next to the milk was a piece of paper, the familiar Yun'a's crisp handwriting.

"Haoran, didn't you ask what our relationship is like?"

"I replied that the clouds and the sky were close to each other, but they could never fit together."

"Now, let me tell you the second half of what I didn't say: the clouds and the sky sometimes merge because of the rain, the sky rains, and the clouds move."