An Yitian's eyes were slightly closed, and when he said this, her hand was on his, his...

He almost cried out and wanted to pull it back, but a certain man wouldn't let go.

An Yitian was in a hurry and pumped hard, but not as strong as him.

She bit her lip, there was mist in her eyes, her face was so red that she seemed to be burning.

Because of her pumping and his exerting force, there was a change in this back and forth contest.

An Yitian could clearly feel that she was in a panic.

How to do?How to do?

The long eyelashes trembled, and that expression made her cry.

Serving a drunk person for the first time was too scary. It was an accident that she didn't want to touch him.

Lu Beichen's breathing became a little anxious. If she continued to make trouble like this, he might lose control.

So she let go of her hand and said something.

"Take off..."

An Yitian's hand was free, and she took a few deep breaths.

This feeling is so tiring. She feels that she is more tired than running for five kilometers. Her whole body is wet with sweat, and it is winter now, and the temperature in the house is only more than ten degrees.

She was sweating profusely, it was too painful.

An Yitian pushed Lu Beichen and called him.

"President Lu, Lu Beichen, villain Lu."

He didn't respond at all, An Yitian went to untie his belt, and when he pulled the zipper, he bit his lip tightly.

So embarrassed, so ashamed, so nervous.

When the expensive pair of trousers was pulled out by her, she almost collapsed, took a few steps back, leaned against the wardrobe, panting heavily.

And a man who has been freed feels comfortable all over and is comfortable hiding.

He stood up suddenly and looked at her.

An Yitian threw his pants aside in fright, "You, are you awake?"

Lu Beichen looked at the woman with disheveled hair, blushing face, and biting her lower lip, as if she had just been done.

It's so tempting, but she doesn't know it yet.

Lu Beichen narrowed his eyes slightly, "Uncomfortable!"

Faintly uttering these two words, An Yitian heaved a sigh of relief, she was not awake, she was still drunk!

Fortunately, he didn't see her take off his clothes, otherwise he would definitely tease her.

She will never admit to this matter.

Tomorrow, he will say that Zhang Ma took it off for him, and absolutely don't say it was her.

An Yitian hurried over, "Lu Beichen, are you feeling uncomfortable? I'll wipe your body for you, and you will sleep well, and you won't feel uncomfortable when you wake up."

She was like coaxing a child, and her tone was soft.

Lu Beichen listened and enjoyed it.

He hummed obediently, "Wipe, wipe..."

An Yitian went into the bathroom, came out with a basin of water after a while, and then wiped his face and neck with the warm hair, and then continued down.

After wiping his body, she covered him with a quilt.

Then she went into the bathroom, and she came out after a while.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at the man who was already asleep, she reached out and touched his nose.

To breathe, to be alive.

She did this almost all night until she was so tired that she fell asleep.

Lu Beichen finally waited until she fell asleep, opened his eyes, and looked at the woman lying asleep beside the bed.

The long eyelashes were closed, her face was fair and sweet, and she looked even more obedient after falling asleep.

He carried her to bed and wrapped her in the blanket.

With Wen Xiang nephrite in his arms, he was a little restless.

So he lowered his head and kissed her face a few times, as if the more he kissed, the more he wanted to kiss her, as if no amount of kissing was enough.

Finally, the lips moved to hers, took a sip, and then couldn't control it.

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