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The originally peaceful atmosphere was suddenly disturbed by Liang Yu's words.
There was no one in the dimly lit changing room, and every inch of breathing was forced to be clear.
His breath was extraordinarily real and extraordinarily easy to float on her undressed shoulders one by one, the breath expanded and landed on her ear, causing a void itching.
She suddenly realized the intimacy of this action.
It seems to be hugging, but his hands are still on her waist to tie her belt, and her hands are also vainly around his neck, but the heartbeat does not seem to be what it should be when hugging.
His unreasonable and ambiguous words made people think about it, and made Zheng Yimian think of every sudden stop, think of the blue veins on his neck due to forbearance, think of his red ears, ups and downs and Adam's apple.
The picture is doubled and magnified in front of your eyes, vividly in your mind.
Zheng Yimian's arms were stiff, and he didn't dare to move, as if it was just like this, he could feel some abnormal surges.
He lowered his head, and his hair swept across her shoulders, making her tremble slightly.
Then, he paused for breath, and kissed her neck with warm lips.
Her whole body went limp, crackling electric currents blasted along her sensitive skin.
It was a simple kiss without any hints, and because of its simplicity, Zheng Yimian was even more helpless.
It's like picking up a little milk cat that can only meow at you in the rainy night. It nests in your palm and sticks out its tongue to lick you.
As a result, your psychological defense line was defeated, and you retreated steadily, and you couldn't find a way to deal with it after searching your guts.
She turned her head, let go of her arms, and ran out with the sound of pattering footsteps.
The hair that flew along with her swirled in the air, passing his cheek unexpectedly but unexpectedly.
Liang Yu raised his hand, and the ends of his hair were about to fall away at the touch of his fingertips.
The fingertips rubbed together.
Very itchy.
After leaving the room, Zheng Yimian stood at the door and came back to his senses before walking towards Nanman.
"I've been wearing a belt for so long" Nan Man teased her with hooked lips, "The bow at the back is tied pretty nicely, how did you get it?"
"Really," Zheng Yimian touched the knot at the back of his waist, "I couldn't tie it enough, Liang Yu tied it for me."
Nan Man raised his eyebrows: "No wonder I said why I've been there for so long, it turns out that my boyfriend is in the room"
"It's really nothing." She clarified anxiously.
"I haven't said anything yet, it looks like you have no money here." Nan Man smiled even wider, "No need to explain, I understand."
Zheng Yimian whispered: "What do you know"
"All right, all right, I don't understand," Nan Man shrugged, "You just need to understand."
The party ends at ten o'clock.
A group of guests signed their names on the landing publicity board, and then left.
Zheng Yimian changed the skirt, put on the short sleeves and trousers she brought, and replaced the high heels with canvas shoes, put them in a bag and put them away.
The prosperous city is still brightly lit at ten o'clock.
The evening wind brought bursts of distant human voices, mixed with some broken songs.
Liang Yu's voice was blown by the wind: "It's late, let's take you home."
Zheng Yimian nodded.
The two of them walked all the way back to her community, entered the unit building, and got on the elevator.
With a sound of ding dong, the elevator signaled that the floor had arrived.
Zheng Yimian took two steps and found Liang Yu standing behind her, she subconsciously turned her head and motioned for him to follow.
Liang Yu smiled, pressed the button to open the door, and raised his eyebrows: "Aren't your parents at home? How do you get there?"
Zheng Yimian pursed her lips: "They are on vacation and went on a trip."
"Are you home alone?" He frowned, "Are you afraid?"
"I'm used to it," Zheng Yimian looked for the key in his pocket, "Every year they will go out for a trip alone, the community is quite safe, there are always people patrolling, I will lock the door and it will be fine."
Insert the key into the lock, turn it, and the door opens.
Zheng Yimian went in, stepped on the cushion under his feet, turned around and said to Liang Yu: "It's too hot outside, come in and turn on the air conditioner and drink some water before leaving."
Liang Yu was standing at the door, looking at her leisurely: "Aren't you afraid that I won't be able to leave once I come in?"
Zheng Yimian was taken aback.
Immediately, some thoughts that should not have surfaced emerged.
thesp; Such comfort seemed to be really helpful, she unconsciously relaxed.
But what should be hot is still hot.
Zheng Yimian faltered: "Liang, Liang Yu, don't put your hands on my lap, it's so hot"
He clung to her ears, his voice was hoarse, as if he came from the depths of the night¡ª¡ª
"Be good, baby, there will be hotter ones later."
? ? ? ?
What hotter?
Zheng Yimian didn't react at first, but he thought that under this situation, it was impossible for him to say any elegant words
I was thinking, but couldn't think of an answer, but soon, the practice told her¡ª¡ª
What exactly was Liang Yu referring to just now.
Her throat tightened.
Liang Yu's men didn't stop moving, but what he said was unbearable: "You still have one last chance to stop."
"Further on - can't stop, can't stop."
She muttered: "You really talk a lot of nonsense."
He raised his eyebrows and laughed deeply, his voice was low and pleasant.
Taking advantage of the opportunity he gave her to relax just now, he put his hands on her side and slowly sank in.
Originally, he planned to be slow, but he never calculated that he would be on her bed, with her breath and her voice everywhere, so naturally he couldn't control it.
The position of her headrest is high, and if she goes back and forth, if she is not careful, her head will inevitably hit the bed board.
A "bang" sounded, and both of them were dumbfounded.
Zheng Yimian didn't cry just now, but now she is crying.
Her teary eyes were dim: "Liang Yu, my head hurts so much."
"Then Ichange it"
After a while.
"boom¡ª¡ª"
Zheng Yimian annoyed in a low voice: "Liang Yu, you bastard Didn't say, take it easy"
"I can¡¡"
"Don't, I don't believe you anymore," Zheng Yimian persuaded, biting a soft nasal voice, "Your words have no credibility with me."
Like a person at sea, looking for a piece of driftwood.
In the ups and downs, she fluctuated with the water surface.
Zheng Yimian subconsciously hugged his waist, stretched out half of her hand, felt something was wrong, then hurriedly retracted it to cover her face, and disliked him with a crying voice: "You are so annoying"
But he didn't know whether he was disgusting him or hating himself.
Liang Yu thought it was cute, but he still couldn't help laughing, he bent his eyes
His plan was to torment her, but he didn't expect that he would be the one to be tormented in the end.
He panted lowly, resting his palms on the head of the bed to prevent her from bumping her head again later.
Facts have proved that this preventive measure has been done very well.
Because after a while, he made her cry again, and she hugged his neck and lay on his shoulder, complaining, "You hit me on the head again"
"Hey, don't cry, you'll be fine soon," he couldn't find any other way to comfort him, "You bumped into my hand"
Zheng Yimian hugged him tightly, she could feel the temperature of the sweat oozing from his skin with her chin, such a sticky touch made her feel at ease.
In the end, she seemed to feel something, and without speaking, a tingling sensation rushed up from her back that was so strong that it could not be ignored¡ª¡ª
She couldn't help it, and trembled slightly.
Liang Yu stroked her hair with his hands, and smiled lowly while smoothing it out.
It took Zheng Yimian a while to come back to his senses, and when he came back to his senses, he wished he could get under the bed immediately: "Don't laugh at me"
He stopped laughing, and his voice was in her ear, breathy, like punishment.
The night outside the window was just right, and the last light went out when the sound stopped.
A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold.
No, it's worth a thousand dollars.
After tossing back and forth for more than two hours, Zheng Yimian was exhausted, wrapped in a quilt and pretended to be dead.
Liang Yu put on a pair of pants, went to the bathroom in her room to get warm water, and wiped her body clean with a towel.
After wiping, he wiped himself, brought the crumpled sheets around her to the edge of the bed, picked up the messy clothes on the floor, and put them on the chair.
She didn't see it, even when she heard the voice, she felt that one head was two big, and she wished she could disappear immediately.
After doing this, he lay down next to her.
I don't know how long it took, but when she heard the even breathing of the people behind her, she thought that he must have fallen asleep.
After thinking this way, she dared to raise her hand, and quietly rubbed the top of her hair.
The person behind suddenly laughed: "Why, is your head still hurting?"
Didn't you sleep?
Zheng Yimian: "Hmph."
The people behind laughed harder and harder, and finally laughed out loud.
Zheng Yimian still speaks with a nasal voice now: "Get out of bed, don't sleep in my bed."
He hugged her tightly, and she couldn't break free at all.
"I was wrong, I hope you will forgive me if I picked up the clothes."
"I didn't let you pick it up"
"The after-sales service must be perfected," he said persuasively, "only then will there be a second chance for cooperation, right?"
Zheng Yimian:? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)I must have fallen asleep.
After thinking this way, she dared to raise her hand, and quietly rubbed the top of her hair.
The person behind suddenly laughed: "Why, is your head still hurting?"
Didn't you sleep?
Zheng Yimian: "Hmph."
The people behind laughed harder and harder, and finally laughed out loud.
Zheng Yimian still speaks with a nasal voice now: "Get out of bed, don't sleep in my bed."
He hugged her tightly, and she couldn't break free at all.
"I was wrong, I hope you will forgive me if I picked up the clothes."
"I didn't let you pick it up"
"The after-sales service must be perfected," he said persuasively, "only then will there be a second chance for cooperation, right?"
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