crimson greed

In a silent space, no wind passes through, and there is a faint fragrance in the air.

Shui Xuanai had already fallen asleep, and a silver moonlight slipped in from outside the house, clearly outlining her extremely beautiful face.

Song Ran came to the bed cautiously, saw that she was sleeping very soundly, and her sleeping position was unusually soft, swallowed her saliva inadvertently, raised her chin with her fingers, the dark tide surged in her eyes, and gently printed her lips on it.

This feeling is really about to break through her brain.

A kiss makes my heart skip a beat.

It's all because this woman is so beautiful and always seduces her.

Taking advantage of the fact that Shuixuanai has no signs of waking up,

Song Ranse regained his heart, lowered his head and continued to taste the sweetness of her lips and teeth, slowly wrapped his arms around her waist, finally the little tiger bit his teeth, poked, and kissed her water-colored lips hard.

My heart is like fireworks blooming, and like a child who has eaten candy, the spirit is quite excited, and he hurriedly ran to his room.

This feeling is completely different from when Qiao Yan was together. How many cold nights, she and Qiao Yan have lived together holding hands, watching the bright night sky together, and counting the starry sky that she thinks has a soul.

And Tongshui Xuanai is another expectation.

I hope to see her every day when I open my eyes, to be close to her, to breathe the fragrance from her body, to hear her gentle voice, and to see her smiling like a camellia living on an iceberg, gradually melting the frozen wind and frost.

Love is not only heart-pounding, but also looking forward to the perseverance of staying together for the rest of your life.

The bedroom was silent for a long time, Shui Xuanai slowly opened her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, turned over and touched the softness of her lips, and sighed quietly.

The mouth hurts from being bitten.

Early the next morning, Song Ran slept late, woke up in a daze, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and went to the hall to see the breakfast that Shui Xuanai had prepared, and was quite moved.

Besides Qiao Yan, she was the second woman who treated her well.

This made Song Ran feel hopeful.

She rushed into Shui Xuan'ai's bedroom excitedly. The other party forgot to lock the door. As soon as she entered, she saw the undressed woman holding a corset in her hand. The thing almost shakes off.

Song Ran opened his eyes wide in a daze, quickly covered his eyes with an ah, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Shui Xuanai rubbed her head with a headache, and said softly: "Can I go out first, I'll change my clothes first."

"Fox spirit."

"..."

Song Ran blushed, turned around and ran away, thinking of the graceful curvy and soft body in his mind, his whole body was numb to the marrow.

She is more beautiful than a vixen. This woman is so beautiful that she is almost surpassing Miss Qiao, who is the number one in her heart. She has such a good figure. The poor girl has small breasts and short legs, so there is no comparison at all.

How can such a self compare to her.

The sudden surge of passion faltered in an instant. She lowered her head, returned to the table dejectedly, picked up the bread and gnawed it.

Shui Xuanai changed her clothes and walked out to eat breakfast with her, the process of eating was interesting.

Song Ran chewed the bread, blinked at the woman across from her, and kept swallowing.

Those eyes almost swallowed her up as lunch.

Shui Xuanai chewed and swallowed slowly, looked up at her, stretched out his hand to wipe the bread crumbs off the other's lips, "Eat slowly, no one will grab you."

"That, young lady."

"Call me auntie."

"Then I'll call you little beauty. If you were an aunt, wouldn't I be older." Song Ran coughed lowly, sat directly beside her, and asked in a low voice, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Please say."

"Do you have someone you like?"

Shui Xuanai lowered her head in thought, smiled, and said nothing.

"Is there?" Song Ranshan asked persistently as he approached for a few minutes.

"No. I once liked a woman, and that woman is just a liar, not worthy of my memory." Shui Xuanai said calmly.

There was silence at the table.

Song Ran put the steamed buns in his hand on the dinner plate, turned around nervously, and asked, "Hey, little beauty, what do you think of me?"

She looked at her suspiciously, with a smile in her eyes: "You are small, short and tender, and you are a good helper."

"Who told you this, I said - I will be your girlfriend, okay?"

Shui Xuanai's expression froze, and the bread in her hand fell directly to the ground. She suppressed the surprise in her eyes, and frowned displeasedly, "What nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense, I just like you." Song Ran rolled his eyes and said with feigned disdain: "It's not because you are old and no one wants you, so I will reluctantly get along with you."

"No, I'm fine by myself." She didn't need anything, and she didn't feel lonely.

"Shuixuan'ai, you have to know that in the past, others begged me to like her, and I didn't even bother to respond, so don't lose face." Song Ran felt a little embarrassed, and pursed her lips angrily.After living for 25 years, she confessed her love for the first time, and she hasn't been rejected by anyone yet. This woman didn't even think about it, and directly cut off her thoughts.

Shui Xuanai pursed her lips, put the dirty bread aside, and glanced over with her watery eyes, the beauty of which made people dizzy.

"Why do you like me?"

Song Ran was not so clear-headed, and said without thinking: "You are kind to me, you are gentle and beautiful, it is the first time I have seen a woman who is more beautiful than my lady, and with you, I have lived Very happy, the important thing is that I want to live with you."

She nodded approvingly, and then said: "Then this is not love, but dependence, it's just a habit, or my face gave you a good impression, not love from the heart."

"No, I just like you. When I get close to you, my heart feels like it's on fire. You say I don't like you. Could it be that I'm bewitched?"

"..." Shui Xuanai really had a headache for her unreasonable troubles. She regretted bringing this little thing home, but she didn't expect the other party to take a fancy to her face.

She leaned against her chin, her eyes were soft, she looked at the little girl with a crimson face in front of her for a moment, and said in a low voice: "So you really like me?"

Song Ran nodded resolutely. She had witnessed the love between Qiao Yan and Fei Li. Every time there was a gap between them, she was the one who made peace. After all, they have different views on love, and she believes that love can be persuaded.

She can persuade others, but when it comes to herself, she is like a reckless little lion, bent on catching prey, making herself dizzy and desperate.

In short, if she likes it, she will not let go, she will stick to it until the end, even if her heart is twitched by abuse, she will continue to like it.

This point is a bit similar to Qiao Yan's point of view.

"Alright then." Shui Xuanai smiled softly and said reservedly: "Then what do you want to do?"

"How to do it?" Song Ran bit her lip, held her chin and thought hard, her dark eyelashes fluttered like a beautiful butterfly, she raised her delicate and small face, tilted her head and smiled and said: "Let's date, from today When we start dating, gradually you will discover my goodness and fall in love with my strengths."

"Little girl, don't say your love lightly, or you won't be able to take it back."

"Then would you like to date me?"

Shui Xuanai suddenly became interested in her persistent appearance, propped her face sideways, and smiled slightly: "Okay, I'll go on a date with you."