Sweet Sorrow

In such a beautiful atmosphere, the two adults were flirting with each other and naturally began to have intimate movements.

Although the pool was inside, Nicole was too shy that she kept her last trace of clear head.

After entering the bedroom, Jacob showed no more worries.

Maybe it was because they hadn't fought each other for days, Jacob and Nicole were more enthusiastic than before.

They didn't fall into sleep until midnight.

The night was short.

The next day, when Nicole woke up, she felt like she was run over by something heavy. There was not a bone on her body.

Alas——

Nicole signed in her heart and opened her eyes.

Jacob, who was lying beside her, had already gone. The only trace of him being pressed down could be seen that he had had slept there.

Nicole stared at the marks for a while. Thinking of how ferocious Jacob was, she blushed again.

She bit her teeth, burying her head in the pillow. She dared not to raise her head because of shyness, especially when she smelled the scent of Jacob left in the air.

She didn't expect Jacob to come back suddenly.

Last night, Jacob was so... It was so fascinating.

Nicole recalled for a while with a blush. Jacob had a strong waist, a sexy mermaid's line, straight and powerful legs

As a result, she could hardly restrain herself.

when she realized that Jacob didn't belong only to her, but to

kind of helpless feeling made

the other hand, Nicole did not think she was eligible to monopolize this man. They could

Jacob, they would be strangers

thought about it, the more depressed she became. She sighed heavily, and then stopped thinking about it.

waist. Nicole deliberately ignored that

a breakfast table, which

just

and began to have breakfast. She had used up all her energy in the last night as she had swim and had sex with Jacob. At this moment, she

of cake and drinking a cup of hot

trying to make me stay in

Nicole felt depressed.

it would be so bored if she had to stay in the hotel instead of going

she felt bored and took

on the tea table, each of which was as delicate as a porcelain vase.

her phone camera and began to

them as she

was not so bored anymore. She found herself a variety of angles to study how to make the cake more beautiful, how to repair the

she decided to make a customized cake, Nicole began to understand that taking photos was not just simply taking photos,

pictures might result in a great loss in the effect when it

to take a picture she liked. She

she was doing, stared at the smiling photo for a while, and opened the

home. After six or seven rings, the phone

"Nicole." Said Judy.

you doing now?" Hearing her mother's voice, Nicole couldn't

Today is a holiday. He can help me. What about you? Are you coming back

blame her mother too much, but answered with embarrassment, "Mom, I