Hey, My Twins Babies

Leo should belong to her. From the day she saw him, she felt Leo was her destiny, but why did it end up like this?

Emily was grievous and felt heartache. She could not control her emotion, hugged his neck and kissed him

Her kiss was taking the taste of alcohol, mixed with love and hate and reluctance to leave Leo.

Emily’s sour tears flew into Leo's mouth, which him guilty and painful.

He did not expect that he would hurt Emily so deep. He brought Emily pain, or her tears would not be so bitter.

Leo knew at the moment it was not suitable for such passionate kiss, but he was unable to control himself. He wanted to more and wanted to hold Emily in his arms forever, so that she could not fly away.

Leo's response made Emily came back to her sense. She suddenly pushed away Leo and then smiled in embarrassment.

Tears still flowed, but a smile crept up her face, which was heart-wrenching.

"Goodbye kiss."

“I don't hate you. I want you to be happy.”

Emily said in a trembling voice and said to the driver.

"Stop the car, I'm home."

The she was to open the car door, Leo thought it was dangerous and pulled Emily.

"You are not home. We are still in the hilltop."

Leo was frightened by Emily’s move.

"I want to get off, otherwise you want to explain again of. It is pointless, why do you explain?"

Emily said in gibberish, but Leo understood her that she was afraid of his explanation. She did not want to hear what she did not want to.

"I won't explain it if you won't listen."

"Sure?"

With tears still on her face, she seemed to be relieved after hearing Leo's words.

"Yes, as long as you are happy, I will not explain, I will say nothing."

Leo guaranteed and did want Emily to stay away from him like he was a ghost.

"Ok, don't talk. Don't you say anything. I want to sleep, I want to sleep."

Emily did not get off, but closed her eyes, and feel asleep with her heard leaning behind.

Looking at Emily shaking back and forth, he wanted her to sleep comfortably, so he held Emily's head on his shoulder.

Feeling the familiar smell of her body, feeling the symmetry of her breath, he felt it was natural and logical. But why they had to separate, why they could not be together?

even did not give him a chance.

returned to her room after the

lying on the

and lied next to Brian, quietly looking at

moment she thought of nothing but those words, and was happy enough to look at the man

corner of her mouth raised, even the beautiful dimples were

tried to pull back her lips, she was suddenly

"You are up?”

clever eyes

really that handsome? You've been looking at me for so long and you're not tired of

naughty in

hadn't slept. He was dizzy and closed his eyes. But this woman lied on his side watching him and

rarely kissed

think I watch

that, she knew he was not asleep but just lied there enjoying to be watched and kissed.

not

me, are you tired of

with a smile, waiting for Winnie's answer with expectation.

be tired

certainly, because she was sure that she would love Brian for a lifetime, how could she be tired of him? She would never be tired of his appearance, his body, his character, even his snore, she would remember them for

satisfaction, and then said to

either. You will always be my

you get so

such a powerful and domineering man would say such

I? There will

and then kissed Winnie's lips, so that she could not say

became from a tender kiss to a passionate one. Through the alcohol force, passion grew to the extreme in

of passion still lingered in the big bedroom. Winnie nested in Brian's

have any discomfort, do you have a

low and soft. She had been worried if

and I didn't drink that much.

and embraced Winnie into his arms.

me write my diary. You made me too tired

Winnie was

not. You drank

for you. But where shall I write

Brian's forehead, then stood up and put on Brian's

in the drawer. I also have a pen. You write it down,

closed. His diary was in the study, but he wanted Winnie to write here, wanted to

sleep and I'll write for you."

Brian cover the quilt and then got out of

on the dresser. Then she looked in the drawer for a pen

first thing she saw were not pens and

second one and third one had the picture of the woman. Thinking of the picture, Winnie felt her heart like

in her body. It gave her