I close my eyes and silently enjoy this sweet kiss, but --
Donald took out his mobile phone and raised his hand to take a photo while we're kissing!
Hearing the click sound, I immediately reacted. I ask him to hand over his mobile phone, "let me see, you secretly photographed me!"
"In order to meet your wish to take a picture with me."
"Who wants to take a picture with you?" I turned over his cell phone, " Is the angle good?"
"It's already beautiful." He smiled, rubbed my hair, held me in his arms and sat on the sofa.
I looked through the photos and saw that the angles were good. I was relieved, "do you mind if I go to paddy alone today?"
" If you don't think of me first, you should be punished." He plundered my lips again, wild and crazy.
"But you didn't tell me either at the first time." I finally had time to catch my breath after he asked for a kiss.
"Do you mean I go there without noting you?" He seemed to know what I was thinking. "If you want to know, I'll tell you everything."
"No." I don't doubt it.
"Trista, what do you like about me?" His hands clasped on my head and his eyes became focused.
I couldn't tell for a moment. I raised my eyes and looked at him. "Eyebrows? Bridge of nose? Lips? Chin? I like it anyway."
"Anything else?"
"Character?" I shook my head. "Sometimes your character is bad."
He was interested. "Do I look good?"
I'm so depressed. How could he ask such a childish question!
"Speak." He touched my face.
"Not bad..." I was almost pressed by him. "Well, well, I've answered your questions. Can you sit down quietly for a while, when can you change your habit of touching others?"
"I can't change it. We are husband and wife. Which couple is not like this?"
"Then pay attention to the time and place. It's in the car now!"
"I'm happy to be with you. I can touch wherever I want!" He pressed me down. "In fact, I want to touch another place. Now try it?"
I rolled my eyes, "Pervert!"
"What color do you like?"
"Color?" What do you want to give me again?
"Red, yellow, green, orange... You choose one you like."
Do you want to give me clothes? Or flowers?
"Don't give me anything more."
I really have too much!
"Choose quickly. You can only choose one."
"Red?" I was thinking, "green? What do you like?"
"Then red." He took out a pile of colorful condoms from the drawer and picked red. I was speechless and asked for a long time. He was asking this?
I wouldn't choose if I knew he was asking for the color of package of condom!
"Trista, I don't like the style of this skirt."
He looked for a long time and didn't find a zipper! I couldn't tear it off. He wanted to open the zipper, but he didn't know where the zipper was. He looked at me and complained, "where did this skirt come from?"
"You bought it."
"What brand?"
I thought it was funny. "Do you want it to disappear again?"
"It's just an acquisition."
"What style do you think is good? Pullover? Vest?"
"I like you to wear nothing."
"……"
He finally found the zipper and pulled all the way down. When he found that he had to untie the belt, he finally couldn't bear it, "this skirt..."
He gasped and his voice became hoarse and heavy. I was amused by him. "Is it so urgent?"
"Of course."
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The next morning, the sun fell in through the gap of the curtain, with a faint smell of grass in the morning.
I moved and found myself lying on the sofa. In front of me was the living room. The smell of sex we had last night was still in the air
"Awake?" Donald came out of the shower and was covered in steam. He came over and leaned over to give me a good morning kiss.
"Haven't we been home all night?" I asked.
"Fight until early in the morning, don't you think." He raised his eyebrows
"Did Lucy transfer?"
Donald combed my hair with his fingers. "I've already transferred her to another hospital, so you don't have to worry about it."
"Then..."
"Forget it. IRA will follow up on this matter."
"What did she say before she left?" I really want to know whether she was forced to treat by her parents or willingly.
"Kiss me and I'll tell you."
"IRA said she was still looking for you when she woke up in the morning. She was very happy to be transferred to the United States for treatment. She also asked IRA to bring a card and said that it must be handed over to you."
"Where is it?" I was inspired at once.
" Kiss me twice."
"You said once just now!"
" Three times, and four times if you hesitate."
I kissed him on the face. "Enough? Give it to me!"
He had a bad smile on his face. "No, it's perfunctory. It doesn't count. Again."
"You want to make me anxious?" I kissed him reluctantly on the face.
Unexpectedly, Donald changed from passive to active and pressed me for a French tongue kiss again.
I was almost out of breath when he kissed me. "Now you can give it to me."
"Just worry about others." He handed me a card.
"Miss Trista: when you saw this card, my family and I had already boarded the plane to the United States. Thanks to you, I didn't thank you face-to-face this time. I'm really sorry. the future is long, and I believe we'll see each other again. thank you for making me want to open up. I decided to put it down. I hope we'll be better next time we meet."
Seeing here, my heart warmed. It's said that every woman who has had an abortion can think of a lot of things on the operating table. It would be great if Lucy could forget that scum man!
"I'm going to France today and I'll be back in the evening." Donald touched my hair. "Come with me?"
"I have to go to work and have a ball in the evening."
"What ball?" He frowned.
"It's a party held privately by several jewelry companies. Ms. Gemma said she would take me. Anyway, you're going to France. I'm bored at home alone."
"Then I won't go. I'll go with you."
"No! Ms. Gemma has only one invitation."
"Then don't go. I'll go with you."
I've never seen such an unreasonable person, "how can you be like this?"
"I don't need an invitation."
"Stop it!" I rubbed his hair. "Y I'll go home when you return home, okay?"
"No!"
"I will be angry."
"Don't seduce others or be seduced by others." He gave me a childish hug and finally gave in. "If you dare to steal a glance at others, you will die! !"
"I see."
"I'll send you." Donald takes out a gift. It's exquisitely wrapped.
I answered suspiciously, "what is it?"
"Open it."
Untie the beautiful silk ribbon and open the lid of the box. I saw an exquisite Necklace lying inside, "Anna's hand? Isn't this the world's limited edition? Only this one!"
"It's precious. For the sake of this gift, go home early tonight?"
I knew he had a purpose!
I took out the necklace and looked at it. Although it was exquisite, It looked like lacking of soul.
"If you it dotted near the pendant, it will better reflect the elegance and charm of women."
"You want to transform it?" Donald looked at me with interest.
"Of course!" I got up to wash and go to work in the group.