The wedding ring gleamed on Lacey’s ring finger.
Jaxton took her into his arms again.
He bowed his head and k!ssed her, with only one thought in his heart: I love her-this sentence is simple and common, but he couldn’t find a shorter and more powerful substitute for a while. He tried his best to be sensible, but he had already gone crazy with joy. Gradually, no matter how hard he restrained himself, he k!ssed her more enthusiastically.
Lacey’s bones were half soft. She fell backward unconsciously, Jaxton put her arms around her waist, picked her up, and carried her to a single bed inside the cabin.
Lacey lay on her back on the bed, clenched his shirt with both hands, and pulled out the messy creases. The beauty of this school uniform is even more obvious-it represents the warm memories of middle school, and it also induces her Break through all the shackles.
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