How deep the love is but shallow the fate (21)

Mo Feifei suddenly felt that she could not breathe. Something was tugging at her nerves. She frowned and her clear little face was slightly pale. Her head was in a daze and she felt a splitting headache.

She stood up, went to the bathroom, bent down, and splashed water on her face.

Looking at the pretty girl in the mirror, he was in a daze. As he looked, he realized that a man had suddenly appeared behind him.

The man slowly wrapped his arms around the girl's waist and pulled her into his arms. Then, he pressed his entire body against her, his chin resting on the top of her head.

He used a little less force, but he wanted to bury her in his arms.

"Don't be like this, I'm washing my face. " The girl said shyly.

"You wash your stuff, I'll carry mine." The man's tone was gentle. He tilted his head slightly and kissed the girl's hair, her ears, his neck ...