Electro-optical Phantom [Entertainment]

The clothes they wore were all silk, and their bodies were soft. They were soft as silk but burned like flames, and the outer layer was covered with a layer of sugar.

A sweet uncomfortable.

Xiaoyuan was suppressed on the door panel, feeling the waves of women’s unresistible attack. She was about to suffocate, and she couldn’t stand still. It seemed like a swamp with honey under her feet, which made her slide down continuously. Can make a faint, slimy begging for mercy, "Frances, I don't, I can't call...uh!"

She could feel Wei Zhuang's desire for her, and she also clearly knew her desire for her. The two people's lips parted slightly, and even the breathing air was hot.

The woman wrapped her arms around her waist, Xiao Yuan wrapped her neck, in her blurred and weak mind, she remembered her goal-to gain the upper hand. She rubbed her body gently, instinctively responded to the woman, teasing her...

The two were attached very tightly. There was no light in the room. In the gloomy space, Wei Zhuang’s low and unbearable breathing seemed to drip into the oil, making them even more unable to hold it, and it was difficult to separate in the dark. Intertwined lips and teeth.

Not turning on the lights seems to make them feel more fresh and exciting, as well as a long-lost miss and nostalgia.

The two cuddled and hugged, moving forward and back. I don't know who opened the bedroom door first. They entangled and walked in unsteadily. They didn't know who pushed the door.

There is a familiar faint lavender scent in the room, which is commonly used by Wei Zhuang. She was very worried and hugged the woman in her arms and walked forward. The small garden entangled her, and the two of them could not stand steady, and they stood together. Fell to the bed.

The space is further reduced. Only the lights of the residential area outside the house illuminate the white gauze of the bay window. There is only this little white light, and the rest is dark and breathtakingly quiet.

Xiaoyuan felt dizzy because of weightlessness, so she lost her first opportunity and was completely suppressed by her. Wei Zhuang's movements were not as gentle and gentle as before. Her breath was urgent and her intentions were obvious.

Xiaoyuan was so stunned and fascinated by her that she softened into a ball. The woman's lips fell to her ears, her palms comforted her hot and red cheeks, her dull voice whispered in her ears, Xiaoyuan Bewildered, he received a few words intermittently, "Xiaoyuan, I think, yes, you..."

"For a long time……"

Xiaoyuan gasped heavily, her eyes were misty, she couldn't think at all, she was already under the control of a woman, she couldn't escape, she could only sink in with her actions...

Xiaoyuan was preempted by her, and she lost her chances, and then fell back again and again. She didn't hold on for long before disarming and surrendering. She clutched her face and almost suffocated. Although the skirt was messy, it was still on her body.

Next, all the foreign objects were gone, and they were shining brightly in the dark.

Xiaoyuan finally caught a little bit of strength and fought back. Wei Zhuang was caught by her, breathing harder, pushing her back, leaning over and struggling with her.

"You...unfair, big villain..." she complained weakly and murmured, "I'm going to be angry...I'm angry..."

"Very angry...well...

The two kissed together again until the lack of oxygen, Wei Zhuang's eyes were deeply locked in her, and her red lips curled up, "Don't be angry." Then, she lowered her face...

...

Xiaoyuan trembled again and again, biting her lip and whimpering...

This night, they indulged in them, they knew their tastes, they had forgotten time and space, their past misunderstandings and heartaches, and they were intimate and intimacy until they fell asleep to exhaustion.

Cabbage rolls went downstairs to buy breakfast in the morning, bought a drawer of fresh steamed steamed buns and rice balls, bought two cups of soy milk, went upstairs, arrived in front of the door of the small garden, unlocked, carried them into the house, and placed them. Restaurant table.

"I haven't gotten up after nine o'clock. I must have drunk too much wine last night." Naiju murmured a few times, "I will definitely have a headache when I get up later."

He was worried, turned back to the kitchen, soaked a cup of warm honey water for her, and knocked on the bedroom door.

"Yuan, Yuan'er, are you awake?"

"Does the headache hurt? I made a glass of honey water for you and brought it in for you?"

There was no sound in it, and Cai Juan knocked again, "Are you awake? It will make your stomach feel better after a sip...Huh? Yuan'er, I opened the door."

He didn't hear the sound, and just about to twist the doorknob, a cold strange voice came from the room, "Leave it outside."

Not Xiaoyuan's voice! ! !

There can only be one person staying in the small garden! ! !

That is! ! !

Naijuan's eyes widened, and he slammed his mouth, almost spilling the water, "Oh, oh, good, good."

He turned around in front of the door, bit his finger to react for a while, put down the water glass, and raised the volume, "I, I, I will leave, morning, breakfast is on the table, I, I, I will leave immediately!"

He pulled out his leg and walked out of the door, patted his chest and exhaled, pursed his mouth and chuckled twice, and then carefully closed the door.

Xiaoyuan didn't hear the sound of Caimun's door, she woke up faintly, and rubbed her forehead with a sour sound all over her body. The familiar breath next to her made her open her eyes.

The woman's face turned against the light and gradually became clear, her eyes converged, and the details of her experience last night emerged one by one.

Xiaoyuan's cheeks were blushing, "You woke up..."

"Woke up?"

"Ok."

"Ok."

A moment of silence.

Wei Zhuang lowered his eyes slightly and said softly, "I want to take a bath."

"Well, okay, I...cough, I'll find you clothes." Xiaoyuan's throat was dry and dumb, and he cleared his throat.

Wei Zhuang lifted the quilt, glanced around, picked up his shirt from the ground, and stood up for a while.

Xiao Yuan's gaze hurriedly glanced at the woman's smooth back, not daring to look more, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze, and moved around with the quilt wrapped in it.

She walked to her small cloakroom, first quickly looked for a nightdress to put it on, and then found another longer skirt and underwear.

When she came to the bathroom door, she knocked on the door, "...Can I go in?"

"Ok."

After he agreed, Xiaoyuan opened the door and went in.

Xiaoyuan's bathroom is not small, dry and wet are separated, the shower room is foggy, and a shadow that makes people's heartbeat can be seen vaguely, she hurriedly moved her eyes.

She put the clothes away and said, "The underwear is newly bought. I haven't worn them after I wash them. Put them on after you take a shower."

"Ok."

Xiaoyuan pursed her lips, and realized something after she came out. He wanted to turn around and go back, but was stuck again.

Hey! No, she can't be in front of Wei Zhuang...

She put on her shoes, ran out of the living room anxiously, opened the door to the next door, twisted the door and ran in. When the cabbage in the living room saw her in surprise, Xiaoyuan waved her hand and went directly to the bathroom.

After solving her physical needs, she came out.

Nai Juan poked out gossiping, watching her giggle.

"What are you laughing at?" She glared at him.

"Nothing is nothing, hahaha, you are free."

"I'm back." Xiaoyuan held back a smile at the corner of his mouth, and gave him a blank glance.

"Would you like to prepare lunch for you?" Naijuan covered her mouth with a smile, and then distressed, "What do you want to eat, oh, this is really distressing, I'm afraid that what I do will not suit her taste, and ordering takeaway is not good Right?"

"Hey, don't worry about it..." Xiaoyuan remembered that it was still a working day. Maybe Weizhuang had to go to the company, so she hurried back.

"That's right, don't care about it." Caijuan pursed his lips and chuckled. He really doesn't care about what he eats. Whoever eats the two of them, they decide on their own.

"You are free! You are welcome!"

When Xiaoyuan returned to the bedroom, Wei Zhuang just walked out, her hair draped over her shoulders, and a faint scent of good smell lingered on her body, which was the fragrance of her shower gel.

"Have you finished washing?" Xiaoyuan asked dryly.

"Well, you go and wash it." Wei Zhuang looked down at her.

"Oh, good..." Xiaoyuan took two steps obediently, then stopped and asked, "Are you going to the company?"

The woman thought for a while, "I will see it later."

"Yeah," Xiaoyuan lowered her head and went to find the clothes. When she came out, she saw Wei Zhuang clean up her bed. Her face flushed all of a sudden, "Hey, you don't need you..."

Wei Zhuang looked up at her with a look of puzzlement, as if saying, "Can't I clean it up?"

Xiaoyuan was silent, rubbed her hot face, and took the bathroom door without saying anything. The next second, the door moved away again.

She whispered and shyly said: "There is breakfast on the table, you can eat some."

Wei Zhuang lowered his head to pack the clothes scattered on the carpet, and the corners of his lips curled up unknowingly.

When Xiaoyuan came out of the shower, she found that the sheets had been replaced with new ones, and the clothes they changed last night were also packed and placed on the bed-end stool.

She walked slowly to the restaurant and saw this scene:

The woman's eyelids were drooping, she was holding her phone intently, a cup of soy milk with a straw inserted on the table, and a bite of the rice ball next to her.

Her white home skirt is relatively short on her, revealing a pair of slender and thin white legs. The side of her black hair is behind her ears, and she has a casual softness.

She seemed to be typing, her eyelashes blinking slightly, and the morning sunlight softly crawled in through the blinds, acting as a warm and not faint background color.

Xiaoyuan stopped in a daze. It was a bright and magnificent morning.

She looked at her for several minutes, until Wei Zhuang picked up the soy milk and took a sip. She didn't seem to swallow it immediately, but slightly pursed her lips, and then swallowed it again after a second.

This action made her rare and childish.

Xiaoyuan didn't blink, and suddenly smiled.

She smiled, and Wei Zhuang followed his reputation.

The air was still for two seconds.

Wei Zhuang beckoned to her, Xiao Yuan walked over, Wei Zhuang had already inserted a straw for her, and pushed another cup of soy milk in front of her.

Xiao Yuan's eyes bend, and she sits down beside her, picks up a small steamed bun, bites it through, pursed her lips and sucked up the sweet soup, and then bit her mouth.

The temperature was just right, as if it had been heated in a microwave oven. She raised her lips and smiled, very fond of Wei Zhuang's initiative to familiarize herself with her house.

"Are you accustomed to eating"

"It's okay." Wei Zhuang picked up the rice ball and took another bite. "Eat quickly."

Xiaoyuan is really hungry. She ate four or five small cages in one go, then stared at the rice ball in the woman's hand, acting like a baby, "I want to eat the ball."

Wei Zhuang had a meal, but did not refuse, and handed the rice ball to her, Xiaoyuan smiled sweetly at her, opened her lips, took a big bite "Wow", moved closer, and her eyes flickered at her, meaning nothing to say Self-evident.

The woman glanced at the rice ball without squinting, then calmly took a bite and continued to eat.

Xiaoyuan's cheeks rose uncontrollably, and he took a few mouthfuls of soy milk to cover up.

Suddenly, the thin white onion fingers came over and gently tapped in front of the white plate where the Xiaolong Mantou was placed.

In the bright and warm morning light, Wei Zhuang suddenly curled his lips and raised an eyebrow at her.

She held her breath slightly, her face was even hotter, picked up a small cage and brought it to her lips.

After the woman finished eating, she looked at Xiaoyuan's reddish ears and smiled almost impossiblely.

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