For some reason, I saw the smile on Lin Huayin's face. Although it did not take off, the obviously bigger part gradually eased down. It was like a strong mantra of great compassion, which instantly wiped out the emotions and desires in my body. Some were just heavy tenderness from the internal organs.

He covered his palms with shower gel, and his eyes were filled with impurities for bathing Lin Huayin. The latter did not refuse unexpectedly, even if he covered her proud plumpness, even if he wiped her round and perky buttocks. She endured it with a gentle expression. Maybe she didn't enjoy it, but she would never reject it.

After washing and rinsing, Xiao Zheng stretched out his arms and hugged Lin Huayin, who was naked, and strode back to the bedroom and lay on the bed.

Covering the quilt, Xiao Zheng lay flat on the bed. Although this was the only time the two of them were lying naked in the same bed, feeling each other's warmth, Xiao Zheng did not have any irregular movements or thoughts of being honest.

He just stared at the ceiling silently, with a calm smile hanging on the corner of his lips. He looked pure and desireless, yearning for Plato's kindness and unspeakable holiness.

A long silence, a long silence. Lin Huayin, who was still tired, suddenly turned over, and a light flashed in his eyes, but a small trick that may have appeared on his face that every woman had appeared or would have retained for the rest of her life: "Who did you think of me?"

This is a question.

A question is about the phenomenon that Xiao Zheng will change from big to small after his appearance is ordinary and very ordinary.

Who is this person?

"No one thought." Xiao Zheng understood and instantly understood Lin Huayin's intention. But he turned over gently and once again faced Lin Huayin's eyes. There was a hint of cramping in his eyes, but it was absolutely not bad.

"Is that true?" The questioning in Lin Huayin's eyes did not fade.

She is a woman and has seen many men.

She believes that every man’s aesthetic taste is strange, but no matter how strange it is, beauty is the permanent pursuit of men.

At this point, the rational Lin Huayin would not desire Xiao Zheng's preferences. Otherwise, it would be too domineering and too hard for others.

"In your heart, what does an angel look like?" Xiao Zheng stared at Lin Huayin's beautiful eyes and asked word by word.

Lin Huayin was stunned.

Angel?

What is the problem?

"Beauty, purity, is the messenger of God." Lin Huayin gave the definition.

"Then who else can I think of?" Xiao Zheng smiled on the corner of his lips.

You are already an angel.

How could even the most unbearable angel become ordinary?

appearance?

To put it slightly self-respecting, if you just have outstanding appearance, Xiao Zheng will be willing to stay. Maybe they will never meet for the first time.

Angel?

For the first time in Lin Huayin's life, it was too late to bear it.

What a great image. What a powerless image?

But at this moment, Xiao Zheng gave it to her.

This gift is more precious than a hundred beautiful skirts and heavier than a thousand pairs of sexy high heels.

What is love?

As Shen Manjun said, everyone’s view of love is different.

And this is Xiao Zheng’s view of love: people believe in God and love angels.

Xiao Zheng's lips approached Lin Huayin and were gently printed on her red lips. Sweet and fragrant, like morning dew drops and water drops on lotus leaves. It was so pure that there were no impurities.

Lin Huayin did not refuse or resist. She opened her eyes and looked at Xiao Zheng's eyes, deep and pitch black, like two precious black gems.

She never admired Xiao Zheng's eyes so carefully. Perhaps his appearance was not the most outstanding man Lin Huayin had ever seen. But those eyes must be the most charming one Lin Huayin had ever seen.

After a year of accumulation, what is waiting for is not a thunderous thunder, nor is it a beauty woven with promises and vows. It is very plain and dull, but whose happiness is achieved through the end of the world?

When a seed is buried deep in the land, strong storms cannot promote its growth. Only warm and fine water can make it thrive.

This is not the first time Xiao Zheng kissed Lin Huayin. If we included the first meeting that had nothing to remember or remember for both of them, this is the third time.

But after a long year, this kiss seemed to be the first time the two met. They were not intense, not inspiring, and they spoke to each other in plainness.

After a long time, the lips parted.

Xiao Zheng was still staring at Lin Huayin sideways. However, his pretty face turned red after this kiss. This time it was not a physical reaction, but a psychological change.

How can a woman not blush or heartbeat when she is kissed by a man?

What's more, is it a man who treats her as an angel?

"Go to sleep." Xiao Zheng tightened the bedding on Lin Huayin's neck and said warmly. "I will catch a plane tomorrow morning."

Lin Huayin nodded softly, lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling, and whispered: "Good night."

After a year of time, Lin Huayin lying in bed so freely for the first time. She no longer felt that lying alone in bed was more comfortable and comfortable than two people. She no longer had to control her sleeping position. Although her sleeping position was originally comfortable, she would not be as upside down as Xiao Zheng.

She believed that the sleep tonight must be the highest quality and most reliable one this year.

At some point, Xiao Zheng slowly held Lin Huayin's left hand, and his fingers were not numb, but Lin Huayin did not break free as quietly as before and then placed it on his lower abdomen. This time, she gently tightened Xiao Zheng's palms, leaving no gaps in the palms of the two.

"If I guess correctly, is your cup c?" Brother Zheng suddenly asked.

In normal times, Lin Huayin was absolutely not interested in responding to such boring questions. It was like Xiao Zheng who had inquired about Lin Huayin's measurements, but he still did not have a specific number.

“90.”

This time, Lin Huayin gave a specific number to ask Xiao Zheng’s question.

"How big is that?" Xiao Zheng's eyes widened.

"Based on 90, the thinner the more you said the cup is," said Lin Huayin.

"What about your weight?" Xiao Zheng asked curiously.

Perhaps it was too straightforward. Lin Huayin was silent for a moment before answering: "36d."

"God really favors you." Xiao Zheng tightened his palms.

"Go to sleep."

After answering Xiao Zheng's question, Lin Huayin slowly closed her eyes.

Discussing similar topics without being naked is indeed not something Lin Huayin can say. The more he says, the less he feels uncomfortable.

"8.20." Xiao gave a set of data before closing his eyes.

This is a set of data that is absolutely unfamiliar to women. Without reminding, it is difficult to develop associations and determine the location.

Lin Huayin closed her eyes, hoping to rely on her own wisdom to figure out and understand the meaning of this set of data. But after five minutes of analysis and research, she still couldn't figure it out. In the end, she didn't know whether it was curiosity or to give Xiao Zheng a face, and asked in a low voice: "What is it?"

"Size." Xiao Zheng said that, shook his waist hard, and then Lin Huayin's lower abdomen was subjected to a soft and strange "attack". "It's 8 now."
Chapter completed!