Chapter 8 in the palm, in the womb

The girl said that she loved her boyfriend very much, and her boyfriend loved her very much.With him, she felt as if she was held in his palm and loved. To be loved in the palm of your hand must be very happy, right?He is a giant in the kingdom of giants.One palm was bigger than the roof, and she was held in his palm, as if walking into a playground, she could jump up and down casually.He is also like the Tathagata Buddha, his palm is as wide as a grassland, on which she can run and rest.If she accidentally fell into his fingers, he would catch her and not let her fall. It is not enough for a man to be able to turn his hands into clouds and turn his hands into rain.He wants to hold his woman in his palm and take care of her. When she is tired, she can sleep in his palm, and when she is unhappy, she can bite his fingers.

A woman loves a man not by holding him in her palm, but by taking him into her womb.A woman's womb is the warmest and safest, and a man just comes out of that place.She loved him as if she had him in her womb, he was a part of her body.He could hear her breathing and she could hear his heartbeat.He could do naughty somersaults in her womb, and he could cry in her womb.She is willing to protect him with her body and provide him with nourishment.As long as he needs, he can go back to her womb at any time. What is love?Maybe it's just that you know there's a place to go.Either the palm, or the uterus.