Beauty is destined

In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight shines into the floor-to-ceiling windows, revealing the messy scene in the room in broad daylight——

The door of the bathroom was wide open, and there was a crumpled white bath towel on the floor at the door, all kinds of private clothes were scattered on the floor of the bedroom, and even more than half of the quilt on the bed fell on the ground, and the quilt on the bed Half of it is draped over a woman's lower body, and the edge of the quilt just sticks to her waist, touching or separating from her skin as she breathes.

"Hmm..." There was a soft groan from the messy bed, and the silver hair slid down from her shoulders with her slight movement, revealing a smooth and white bare back, with sexy butterfly bones slightly protruding, like an angel small wings.

Akina Fujiwara closed her eyes in the morning light, breathing slowly, as if she was still immersed in a sweet dream and refused to wake up, the honey-like light made her face more holy, as if her face had been kissed by God , the introverted brilliance made him unable to move his eyes away.

Atobe Keigo held her in his arms with one hand, and she was almost lying on his body, as if she used him as a bed in her sleep, and she herself became his quilt.

——This is really a fragrant~yan morning.

He couldn't help curling his mouth, and the fingers of the hand holding her slowly slid down her spine until they reached the holy vortex. The heat quickly climbed up his skin, which made him have an illusion—as if he had merged with her.

The sun climbed higher and higher, and the warm sunlight kept harassing her. Qiu Nai's eyebrows were furrowed together, her lips were slightly parted, and a strand of hair on her face was accidentally held between her lips, and she pursed her lips uncomfortably. Lips, the kissed red lips and silver hair set off each other, like red plums hidden in white snow, or catkins flying among red cherry blossoms.

Atobe Keigo moved himself little by little, and stopped immediately when he saw her move, and finally he was on the same level as her lips without waking her up.He pressed his index finger against her brows and gently rubbed them until all her frowning eyebrows were loosened.

"Akina...Akina?"

He tried to call her carefully, Fujiwara Haruna snorted twice in a daze, but still couldn't help being sleepy, and there was no answer after a while.

He smiled, moved close to her lips, kissed her lips that were holding his hair, and then hooked his little finger to hold her strand of hair in his hand. Suddenly turned over.

"Hiss—" She covered her head, frowned deeply, opened her eyes, which still had a layer of mist, and looked at him in a daze.

Atobe Keigo looked down at the few strands of hair that he had accidentally pulled off in his hand, coughed lightly, and quickly hid the strands of silver hair behind his back.

"Wake up? Anyway, today is a rest day, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

She covered her mouth and yawned, with a tear in the corner of her eye, which looked like a dewy rose in the morning, charming and charming.

He waited patiently for her to actually wake up, like waiting for a flower to bloom.

Akina Fujiwara stretched her hands upwards, her toes slightly opened, her chest pushed forward, and she stretched charmingly, while her soft softness was gently rubbing against his chest, making the man who was originally impulsive in the morning even more I can't bear it.

Atobe Keigo stretched out his hand to comb her hair, and carefully held her hair in his hand, so as not to hurt himself when she was rolling around, but as soon as she woke up, she immediately acted badly and put her finger down She leaned forward and grabbed his weak point with a smile. Once her lingering gaze touched his sight, it was like a thin thread was threaded through his heart. When she pulled it, he felt pain.

"Jingwu..." She had just finished speaking, but she pursed her lips and smiled again, "No, no, I should call you—"

Qiu Nai blinked innocently, her voice became softer and sweeter, "Anata, good morning."

As she spoke, she leaned close to him, and wetly licked his lips with the tip of her tongue, like a kitten smoothing its fur.

It became more and more unbearable for him.

"This early in the morning, you started again..." He was both sweet and helpless, "Didn't you satisfy you last night?"

Akina Fujiwara showed a cute smile, but she did the opposite behavior - she let the naked skin of the two touch each other, rubbing slowly, deliberately arousing his anger.

"No, as long as it's Jingwu, I'm not enough."

This was a scene that made him wake up laughing from his dreams, and he almost melted into the sweet words she delivered early in the morning.

but……

Atobe Keigo pressed his waist calmly. This night was more tiring than playing tennis all day. I don’t know how Fujiwara Haruna has such good physical strength for this kind of thing. Looking at him, like a goblin who wants to squeeze him dry, the man's self-esteem does not allow him to stop first, so the two of them changed various positions, from the bathroom to the corner, from the carpet to the window...

I have never seen Qiu Nai have such a big desire in her previous life. Could it be... this is the real reason for her divorce?She had been pretending to be satisfied to comfort him before, but in fact he couldn't satisfy her?

For some reason, such an unbelievable idea made him feel extraordinarily reasonable at this time. Although he could accept it intellectually, his face turned dark.

"Huh? It's intriguing for Jingwu to show such an expression..." She smiled slightly, "It's as if you are dying, but you dare not tell me."

"Who said I can't do it anymore!" He gritted his teeth, pulled Fujiwara Haruna over and pinned her under him.

"Ah—" Qiu Nai exclaimed, but was suppressed by his violent attack.

In broad daylight, silver hair slid across his thin but muscular arms like flowing water. Her fingers inserted~ into his hair, and because she lost her mind and couldn't control her strength, she grabbed him hard. .

The feeling of sweetness, joy and tingling pain intertwined really made him want to stop, but his bare back exposed to the sun had already been scratched with red marks, and some were even scratched out of blood. , formed a layer of blood scab.

"You little wild cat, one day you must cut all your nails." He pressed her wrist and gasped softly.

Qiu Nai took several deep breaths before saying with a trembling voice, "Liar, you love me so much that you won't be willing to part with it."

He stared at her, but the sweat oozing from his forehead slipped from the corner of his forehead into his eyes, melting into his deep blue sea-like eyes.

With a "meow", Fujiwara Haruna curled up under him, completely tearing off his precarious sanity.

She was born to overcome him.

After everything was over, Akina leaned against the head of the bed with the quilt in her arms, looked at Keigo Atobe who was coming out of the bathroom with a smile, and blew a whistle.

"Your Majesty the King is in good shape!"

The top two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, and his hair was drooping wet. Although he didn't sleep much all night, he was very energetic and had an attractive look.He tugged at the sleeves of his shirt, sat on the edge of the bed, pinched her nose with his fingers and shook it, and said hoarsely, "These are not all yours."

She raised her eyebrows and said deliberately: "That may not be the case, I may not be the first to see it."

Hearing what she said, Keigo Atobe frowned, originally he didn't care about it, but because it was her, he still said: "I even have a private bathroom in the tennis club, how can anyone see it? "

Qiu Nai raised the quilt secretly, looked around, and said in a muffled voice: "Then who knows? It's not like the first time for you, hmph—"

He was speechless for a while, touched his nose in embarrassment, and looked up at the ceiling.

However, his look of looking around and not talking made Qiunai jealous, she kicked his ass with her foot, "If you want to think about others, stay away from me."

There is no one else but you.

Now that the two have filled out the marriage certificate, there should be no more concealment between the husband and wife. Besides, he doesn't want to be misunderstood by her over and over again because of non-existent things, although when Qiu Nai is jealous, he will be happy that she has something in her heart. He, but this kind of her also made him feel distressed.

"Qinai, I want to tell you something." He grabbed the quilt covering half of her face and whispered, "I want you to know that I only like you from the beginning to the end."

He took advantage of the opportunity to hold her fingers that were holding the quilt, and looked at her seriously, as if he wanted to show her his heart, "If I'm proficient in this area, it's because of you." He pulled her He put his hand on his lips and kissed it lightly, while Qiu Nai still wore the shiny gemstone ring on his finger, the light of the gemstone reflected in his eyes and melted into the gentle ocean.

"Perhaps what I've said may feel like a fantasy to you, but since you have given yourself to me, I hope you can know all of this."

Akina Fujiwara's heart trembled suddenly, she seemed to be unable to bear such a hot and sincere heart, her eyes could not help but put her eyes on the diamond ring - it was a sparkling diamond that belonged to her, but when she really got it , but she suddenly found that the enthusiasm she desperately wanted disappeared.

Although there is still love and lust, but... is this the feeling that has been obtained?

Fujiwara Haruna suddenly raised her head and interrupted him softly, "King Wu...you..."

Atobe Keigo waited for her to continue, her eyes lingered on his face, and her fingers traced his proud but docile eyes at this time.

He raised his face, looked at her tenderly, and let her move.

Qiu Nai put her fingers on his forehead and said "Huh?" Then she took his hot cheeks with both hands and pressed her forehead against his.

The two knew each other very close, and her cool eyes looked into his eyes, which were filled with the tenderness of drowning, "Jing Wu..."

"Huh?" He snorted.

She rubbed his forehead, "Your forehead is so hot, are you sick?"

He moved a little away from Qiu Nai, touched his forehead, and found that it was indeed a little hot, and his eyes suddenly lit up——

He couldn't exert himself, and he couldn't cope with Qiu Nai not because he couldn't do it, but because he was sick.

This answer made him so happy that he couldn't help laughing.

Qiu Nai tugged at his hair suspiciously, "Hurry up and see a doctor, you're still laughing." She got up from the bed and was about to crawl onto him naked.

Atobe Keigo pulled a men's bathrobe to wrap around him, and pressed her back into the quilt, while he kept away.

He pressed his forehead and warned with a straight face: "I'm sick, you should stay away from me."

"It must have been accidentally caught in the rain yesterday..."

"It's not your fault." He turned his head to avoid her guilty and wet eyes, raised and lowered his fingers, and stepped back step by step, "I'll call the doctor, and you can sleep for a while." His His fingers half covered his mouth, as if he was afraid of infecting her and kept pulling away.

"Before I recover, you still don't get too close to me."

"If you can infect me with the disease, and you can recover faster, that's not a bad thing." She lay on the bed, and the wide collar of the bathrobe revealed her fair and round body.

"Don't talk nonsense, my uncle isn't that fragile yet." He stepped back to the door, "You don't have to worry about me, I'm much healthier than you."

After saying that, he closed the door with a bang.

Qiu Nai knelt on the bed, the gentle morning light seemed to cover her with a layer of gold.

"I mean..." Keigo Atobe frowned and opened the door again, and stood at the door awkwardly, "I love you."

Akina Fujiwara raised a smiling face, her eyes were almost painted with the color of honey by the sun.

He pinched the door frame, his eyes were full of obsession, but he lowered his head in the next moment, and explained to her: "So, you know."

"what do you know?"

Even with years of experience with her, it's still a little embarrassing to mention this kind of thing.

Atobe Keigo raised his head suddenly, looking arrogant and arrogant, but actually he dared not look at her with guilt, "If I behaved badly last night, it was because I was sick."

Qiu Nai's eyes suddenly widened, and the next moment she covered her mouth and "cheated" and laughed.

"Why? Last night...you were very gentle, with so many tricks," she smiled gently, "I'm very comfortable."

"You... don't talk about this kind of thing anymore."

"But, I want you, Jingwu, to know how I feel," she said calmly, with thick tenderness in her eyes. Once he stepped on it, he couldn't get away.

She was speaking touching words to him——

"Because it's you, Jingwu, I feel comfortable. Not everyone can do it. I like it..."

I don't know if it was because her words were too hot, or because his condition got worse, Keigo Atobe felt dizzy for a while, and he was about to be unable to stand, so he quickly closed the door.

He leaned against the door, clutching his forehead in embarrassment, the corners of his eyes were red, his cheeks were red, the tips of his ears were red, and even his chain bones were slightly red. A feeling of shame and sweetness filled his blood everywhere. .

How can you say such cute things to him? It's a foul.