Perhaps this day would have been destined for him when he came back from Ding Changhe. An Ran was bearing it while thinking wildly.
But it was so uncomfortable. It reminded her of her wedding night, which caused her to endure great pain for the first time.
So An Ran was very indifferent to things between men and women, and there was nothing but pain.
Feeling An Ran's tense muscles and stiff body, Ding Changhe couldn't help but be a little more patient. ?.?????.???
He suddenly thought that this was the second time the two of them were close.
He was confused the first time, but it was definitely not good for An Ran, so An Ran was very resistant.
Ever since Ding Changhe first met, women have always been trying to please him. He never knew how to please and please women because he didn't have time to spend time on it.
But at this moment, he could clearly feel An Ran's resistance, and even disgusted with this kind of thing.
Ding Changhe felt a little guilty when he thought about his wedding night.
But at this moment, he didn't want to let go, he didn't want to let go, he knew what he wanted.
After a long time, Ding Changhe stopped moving.
Ding Changhe still pressed on An Ran, raised his upper body with his hands, and asked, "You are very resistant."
"It's very uncomfortable, it hurts."
Ding Changhe smiled, lowered his head and kissed her gently on the lips, and whispered: "It won't hurt anymore."
"It hurts every time, don't do it again."
Ding Changhe knew that the shadow of the first time was still there, so he said patiently: "It won't hurt next time, An Ran, don't be so cold to me. I know I broke your heart, but we still have a future. "
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"But I really don't like this, it's really uncomfortable. Why don't you go back to Fucheng? There are so many women in your house, and they all like you more than me."
Ding Changhe was a little unhappy and stood up and said: "Don't mention those people, they all have small calculations."
"What's the meaning?."
Ding Changhe said in a low voice: "My position was not high at that time. They wanted to use me and guard against me. Placing people around me was the most common method."
Then he grabbed the cloth that he had just wiped his head with, wiped it himself, and then lifted the quilt to help Anron wipe it.
An Ran stopped him quickly and said, "I'll do it myself."
An Ran put on her coat and went to the clean room.
An Ran didn't understand anything. She cleaned herself up. When she walked back, she felt her face was wet and hot. When she touched it, she knew when she became so tearful.
An Ran went back, twisted the towel and wiped his face before returning to the room.
"Why did it take so long?"
An Ran said nothing and lay down on the kang.
Ding Changhe supported his head on his arm, looked at An Ran lying next to him, and stretched out his hand to turn her head to him.
"You're crying, just because of this matter." Ding Changhe spoke softly.
An Ran opened Ding Changhe's hand and said, "I don't care about your business, and you don't need to worry about mine."
"That's funny."
"Have I not been laughed at by many people in all these years?"
The last thing Ding Changhe wanted to mention was the past, because he was indeed in the wrong.
Ding Changhe touched An Ran's cheek with his hand and said, "Cry for the little stone in the morning and cry for me at night. Okay, I am considered different in your heart, right?"
An Ran was speechless and didn't want to say anything, so she closed her eyes.
"Why, you don't want to talk to me anymore."
"I don't have the energy, I don't want to say it."
Only then did Ding Changhe remember that An Ran hadn't eaten all day, and he couldn't help but feel angry again.
"Little Shitou just goes to Fucheng to study, and you don't eat for a day. What will you do if he goes to the battlefield to kill the enemy one day? If Little Shitou knows that you are like this, he will guard you for the rest of his life and never go anywhere."
"No, just this time, you are not allowed to tell him."
Ding Changhe snorted coldly and said: "It depends on what you do in the future, otherwise I will really tell him that his mother can't bear anything. If he leaves, his mother will die. Look at Xiaoshi What will happen?”
An Ran quickly sat up and said, "I told you, no, you are not allowed to tell Xiao Shitou, let alone hinder his future path."
Ding Changhe propped his head up to look, An Ran sat up and exposed a large area of skin at his collar, which was shining white in the moonlight.
Ding Changhe lay down, just looked at it, and said, "I said, let's see what you do in the future."
An Ran lowered her body, stared into his eyes and said, "If you dare to tell Xiao Shitou and block my son's way, I'm not done with you."
Ding Changhe said "Oh" in a good mood, "Why is it not over yet? Let me tell you."
His hands wrapped around An Ran's waist again.
It took An Ran a moment to react. She was half leaning over Ding Changhe. The situation between the two of them was too ambiguous.
An Ran retreated hurriedly, and Ding Changhe pulled An Ran back into his arms with a strong hand.
The two of them just looked face to face.
"You haven't promised me not to talk nonsense in front of Xiao Shitou."
"Little Shitou is also my son. Would I destroy my own son? What a stupid woman."
Seeing An Ran's face relax, Ding Changhe pressed his hand hard, An Ran and him were closer, and he turned over and pressed on An Ran.
An Ran was startled and pushed him hastily, "No, I feel very uncomfortable and I don't have any strength."
Ding Changhe remembered that she hadn't eaten that day, and the fire in his heart was about to come out.
He snorted, lay down and held An Ran in his arms.
This posture makes An Ran uncomfortable
