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    The mist of the desk lamp was gentle and soft, and the light was like a transparent gauze, grazing An Junhe's back and shining over it. In the gap between the silhouettes, the girl's charming look was reflected in the light.  \

    Yoona opened her eyes wide in the warm halo. Her eyes were probably the most beautiful part of her body. Her eyelashes were long and curved. When the light slid from the side, it could even cast a reflection on her eyelids, and the shadow trembled.  Like a small brush, gently brushing the lover's heart.

    So the young man¡¯s impatience suddenly disappeared. An Junhe tightened the girl¡¯s hand and pulled her to sit on his lap.

    Yoona, who had been dissatisfied just now, suddenly became embarrassed, her cheeks were red with embarrassment, and she half pushed her to sit down.

    Reflected in An Junhe's eyes, the vision at this moment was that of a girl who was still trying to talk. The shyness of lowering her head and casting her eyes was clearly outlined by those clean and flawless eyes. With the slight light, she seemed to be dipped in  Liuli full of water.

    An Junhe couldn't help it, and he didn't want to. He held her face with both hands, kissed her eyes, eyelashes, and slid across the tip of her nose. When the girl trembled and responded impulsively, he took her into his arms and kissed her.  Lips.

    The moment their lips and teeth intertwined, Yoona's response was still green, but her breathing became increasingly intense.

    How long has it been since this happened?

    Yoona had almost forgotten that her still-growing body couldn't bear the stimulation. She only chased and played with her tongue a few times, and her mind went blank. Her slender arms couldn't help but climb up An Junhe's neck, exerting unbearable force, and her breathing became heavier.  Urgently, as if she wanted to rub herself into his body.

    The shadow cast by the light lingers for a moment.  The heavy breathing continued for a while in the quiet study, and then it became quiet again.

    After all, this is not a good place to invest, so it¡¯s just a taste. After a short period of lingering, Yoona seems to have just squandered all her strength. She lazily shrank into An Junhe¡¯s arms and hugged him hard, with a blush remaining on her cheeks.  .

    Originally, it shouldn¡¯t be like this at home, but at this moment An Junhyuk didn¡¯t know what to say except holding the girl¡¯s soft body.

    "I'm sorry oppaI" Lying on his chest.  Yoona said dullly.  Her fingers kept tugging at the fuzz on his chest.

    "¡­¡­it's not your fault."

    An Junhyuk¡¯s voice was low and hoarse.  Time flows like water, with all the vicissitudes of life in it. Until today, his relationship with Lin Xiujing and Lin Yuner has gone round and round.  Until now, I can no longer distinguish between the camps.  Intertwined with each other.  Messy as a penny.  But since he can't let go and has made a choice, he will carry some things.  Even if you know it is wrong, there is no need to pass on the responsibility just to feel better.

    That¡¯s not what a man should do.

    Although his wife and daughter lived upstairs, it was ironic for him to say this now that he was holding another girl in his study.

    Not wanting to linger on the topic of right and wrong, An Junhyuk stroked Yoona's long hair and asked, "Did you go to school today?"

    When Yoona arrived in Japan, the winter vacation was not over yet. According to her idea at the time, she planned to stay in Japan for a while and return to China when school started. However, after arriving in Japan, everyone including Ahn Junhyuk forgot that she still had to go to school, and the girl felt at ease.  I missed more than two months of classes.

    Yoona chuckled.

    "Did the teacher say anything?"

    "No!" Yoona looked relieved when she mentioned this, "I didn't even ask, I just asked me to keep up with my study progress and so on."

    "Hmm It seems that your studies are too poor. The teacher wants to give up on you, so he doesn't care about you."

    "It's disgusting! There's no way." Yoona pretended to be angry and punched him, but she was actually very guilty. She blinked her eyes and buried her head in his chest, acting like she was angry and didn't want to say more.

    An Junhyuk laughed.

    Then it fell into silence again, and the two of them hugged each other like this. There was no heavy work, no talk of right or wrong, no talk of study. The girl listened to the heartbeat of her beloved, comforting the hesitation that had existed for a long time.  And he was looking at the ceiling of lights and shadows, wondering what he was thinking.

    Yoona accidentally raised her head, looked at his frown, stretched out her hand, and rubbed the center of his eyebrows.

    "Um?"

    "My brows are wrinkled, not good-looking." The girl pouted.

    Ah¡­¡­

    He liked her simple words very much, so there was a smile in his eyes. However, when he looked at Yoona with that look, Yoona was not satisfied.

    The look in his eyes would often make her mistakenly think that he was looking at a child.  Lin Yoona has not been in so many relationships. He broke into her heart too early, too late to breed the buds of the girl's spring, and then she quickly fell into love.??Sometimes she feels that she is very mature, and sometimes she is very ignorant. There are some things that she is sure about, and there are some things that she cannot distinguish.

    Just like this, when he looks at her with that smiling look, Lin Yoona always thinks, is the tenderness in his expression love?  Or do you just like it?

    If you are an adult, you will probably not be entangled in such things. Like or love are words that you only worry about when you are in your dream age. For adults, being able to be together is enough, because there is life after that.

    "True love needs to be tested by life. Before that, it is meaningless to talk about love or liking.

    So Yoona started doing meaningless things. The girl pushed herself up hard and rubbed her head up so that An Junhe could see herself more clearly: "Oppa, does it look good on me in a skirt?"

    Of course Ahn Joon Hyuk would say it looks good.

    "TodayI met my old friend at school." The girl suddenly started talking about something unrelated, "She has a boyfriend!"

    "Well, then?"

    "Oppa, don't you think it's strange?"

    "What's so strange about this?" An Junhyuk said unconcernedly, "When I was in high school, it was normal for students in school to fall in love. Do you have them in junior high schools now?" South Korea has strict etiquette, which means that after the 1980s,  It was not until the film rating system was implemented in the late 1990s and the sexually liberal culture was introduced that some old concepts truly began to be liberated.

    Until now, this is evident from the fact that most public schools do not allow boys and girls to be in the same class.

    Just finished speaking.  An Junhyuk was stunned when he saw Yoona's snickering expression like a fox stealing a chicken in a cartoon, and then suddenly realized: "Little girl, you can actually set a trap for Oppa!" while pulling her into a big boy.  Pie face.

    "I hate it!" Yoona giggled and struggled away. She quickly lay back in his arms again. She held his face with her slender palms and looked at him carefully. Her eyes were filled with confusion: "Oppa and I are talking.  In love?"

    After speaking, she added seriously: "The answer is correct. I will reward oppa!"

    "Heh. What's the reward?"

    Yoona didn¡¯t want to say anything, so she turned around and said, ¡°Answer me first!¡±

    An Junhe had that smile in his eyes again, and he tugged her nose, his voice full of endearment: "Fool. Of course."

    In those deer-like eyes.  The blur is like ripples in the water.  Warm breath came out, filled with the fragrance of sex: "Then, does Oppa love me?"

    "Is this the second question?"

    "Answer me. The reward is your favorite thing!"

    My favorite?

    An Junhe was surprised for a moment, and after thinking about it, he didn't seem to have anything he loved most, but the little girl was always quirky, so he was too lazy to guess, so he nodded: "Love!"

    For him, love can only be proven later, and he should not say it lightly, but Yoona doesn't understand that at her age, and he doesn't want to pretend to be deep and make her think wildly.

    Hearing his answer, the girl looked very happy indeed. She bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth, and her face was so red that it looked like it was about to overflow.

    An Junhe looked at her with a smile: "Okay, I've finished answering, where's the reward?"

    "Bad guy!"

    "Huh?" An Junhe was confused.

    Yoona ignored his confused look, gave him a green but charming look, straightened up from his chest, looked down from a high position, tried hard to pretend to be calm, but couldn't suppress the trembling hidden deep in her heart: "Close your eyes.  "

    "Uh, is there really a reward?"

    "Stop talking, close your eyes!"

    An Junhe had no choice but to shrug and close his eyes.  The moment his eyes closed, darkness surrounded him. Perhaps the loss of vision stimulated other senses, and hearing and touch became extremely sensitive. He could feel that Yoona's body left his own, and seemed to take a few steps back. The light of the desk lamp  When it shines on the eyes, it turns into a dazzling red that seems to blend with the darkness.

    His keen ears heard some movement, rustling, rustling, and a familiar body fragrance suddenly became strong. He suddenly understood something, and his heart skipped a beat.

    The next moment, a woman who was familiar but seemed strange at the same time sat tremblingly in his arms again. The girl's delicate palms were filled with cold sweat, and she held his hand.

    Time seemed to be boiling, and the sound of rushing blood rang in his ears. When he tried to calm his heartbeat and his senses recovered again, what fell into his fingers was as smooth as gelatin.

    Her lips were next to his ear, and her breath was hot:

    "oppaoppa, do you like it?"

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    ¡°Whew¡ª¡ª!¡±

    In the dimness, the girl far away in Quanzhou suddenly opened the quilt and sat up. The faint light reflected her figure. Her lovely face was already covered with sweat, her pupils were shrunk, and the feeling of her heart contracting still remained.  Throbbing!

    While she was panting violently, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground and a short cry of pain that suddenly stopped brought her mind back to her wandering mind.

    He looked around blankly, and saw a little girl on the ground not far away, rubbing her butt sadly and trying to get up.

    Seeing the other party, Taeyeon immediately woke up: "Xiayan, why are you not sleeping in my room?"

    "Uh-" Xia Yan panicked for a moment, but quickly reacted, and he looked nothing about: "No, nothing, come and see if you fall asleep."  Yan, I miss you so much, I want to sleep with you today, okay?"

    Taeyeon was too lazy to care about what this little brat was planning to do. She smoothed her hair feebly and said expressionlessly: "No, I don't want to sleep with you at all!"

    "Humph!" Xia Yan looked angry and wanted to take the opportunity to run away, but as soon as she turned around, she turned back hesitantly: "Taeyeon, you sweat a lot, are you okay?"

    Taeyeon was stunned for a moment, and her tone became softer: "It's okay, I justhad a nightmareI'm much better now."

    "All right¡­¡­"

    "Wellif you want to sleep with me, justcome up"

    "No need! Haha, I know I'm not honest when sleeping, so I just said it casually, good night, Taeyeon!"

    "Uh, good night"

    With a bang, the door closed, and Taeyeon returned to the silent bedroom. Taeyeon was stunned, and suddenly thought, was she too cold towards Xia Yan?

    However, five minutes after she had sorted out her chaotic thoughts and went to the bathroom to wash her face, a sharp roar pierced the late-night tranquility of the Jin family: "Jin¡ª¡ªXia¡ª¡ªYan!"

    The girl rushed out of the bedroom like she was crazy. Under the dim light, her originally cute face was smudged with sweat because of the black ink around her eyes and mouth, with gullies flowing out. She looked extremely ferocious and looked like a ghost!

    It¡¯s the dark moon, the wind is high, and it¡¯s a murderous night (To be continued)
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