Dual heroines1v1
Shen Shiqing ran through all of Song Zhen's life.
The youthful girlhood, the bewildered student days, and the confident doctor days.
Loved, complained, reunited; hated, pitied, and kissed.
Shen Shiqing prefers to cover each other's eyes when kissing, feeling the feathery eyelashes quivering under her palms, as fragile as butterflies. He took a small bite with bad intentions, feeling the other person's frown, and sighed helplessly.
"Don't make trouble."
"No trouble."
The conversation will end because of the constant chatter, which interferes with the kissing.
He prefers to restrain the other person's hands and watch the red silk and satin hanging down from his wrist like a raging flame, but Song Xun is born fair again. Get a glass of red wine, pour it slowly against your collarbone, staining your shirt red.
"This is not easy to wash."
"Then throw it away."
She knew that Song Zhen would indulge her, even if he went too far, he would still smile and look at her with his passionate eyes.
It seems that they want to make up for the five years of separation in the days to come.
Reach out and the other person will know to close their eyes. They had such a tacit understanding. Shen Shiqing gently stroked her face and raised her chin.
"Speak."
"Huh?"
"I taught you what to say at this time?"
He was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud. The thin back was outlined by red wine, and the smile on his face was so obvious that it was no longer polite or gentle, but a joy from the heart.
He raised his eyes, tilted his head, and kissed his wrist reverently.
"I love you."
