The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Walking over to the window, he lit a cigarette, then opened half of the window, looking at the night view outside.

There was some feeling of satisfaction from getting payback, for the contents of his chats with Ian actually made him very uncomfortable.

By venting all his feelings on Sophia, the stuffy sensation in his chest was finally gone.

So what if they got divorced? So what if they had bought a ring? Tonight, when they were both clear-headed, he still had her underneath him.

John smoked his cigarette quickly. Soon, only the cigarette butt was left.

He threw the cigarette butt out of the window, and then blew out the cigarette smoke.

After closing the window, John returned to the bed. At this time, Sophia was already deeply asleep, her body curled into a small ball.

John looked at her. After taking a shower just now, the gauze on Sophia’s leg was taken off, and the wound was now exposed.

The wound was actually not that big. He had been careful when washing her just now. The wound was fine after the shower, and seemed like it had healed.

But John still went to grab the first aid kit.

He was very patient as he helped her bandage her wound again before lying down.

After that, he turned off the bedside lamp. The bed was huge, but the two of them slept on each side, separated.

Sophia didn’t wake up until noon the next day, and John was long gone by then.

the bed for

slowly returned, and Sophia finally remembered what exciting things had

scratched her hair, not feeling

when they did it, and so was

took the initiative

if they were keeping score, she

last night, she had already done it with John many times before anyway, so it wouldn’t matter if

wondering right now was what John’s

be that a man’s body and

that was the case, then it would

up. She put on her pajamas and went to the bathroom to clean herself up.

son of a b*tch.

her collarbone in the mirror, that gentle feeling

was her

hickeys somewhere so

mean I have to wear high-collar

It was terrible.

brushed her teeth and washed her face, she

quite quickly. Before Sophia could speak, he said, “Last night, you and I had sex. There

was clear-headed yesterday. Wouldn’t I know this? I just wanted to ask you, these hickeys on my neck,

murmured a perfunctory assent. “How could I hold myself back in a situation like

turned red

is this guy

wasn’t like

not knowing what to say in response to

die down,

again, “You must be exhausted

This

swore out

a new skill

Sophia didn’t say a word and

stood still and took two deep breaths, then

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