Dyed

Her legs softened and she sank into the recliner beside her, her eyes blurred from drinking.

Ming Chengyou put his hands on Fu Ran's side, and gradually pressed down, the lust in his eyes spread to his lower body like a fire, and Fu Ran's chest heaved violently in his shirt, almost opening several buttons.

He squatted beside Fu Ran, took Fu Ran's hand and kissed it lightly on his lips, biting his lips with the wet tip of his tongue, sometimes light and sometimes hard.

The moment Ming Chengyou raised his head, Fu Ran saw several clear tooth marks on the back of his hand.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her up. Fu Ran fell into Ming Chengyou's arms because she got up too violently. He turned around and pressed Fu Ran and fell into the swimming pool next to her.

The overwhelming water rushed towards her, and she didn't want to wrap her arms around Ming Chengyou's neck. He held the bracket by the pool with one hand, and lifted Fu Ran out of the water with the other hand.

She took a sip of water, laying her hands on the edge of the pool and coughing uncontrollably. Fu Ran wore a pair of jeans underneath, and his hoarse voice stuck to Fu Ran's ear, "Are you ready? I want you now."

The hot and naked words burned her cheeks red.

Although the water in the swimming pool is at a constant temperature, it is still a bit cold in June after all.

It's just that the fierce water passing between the two of them has already boiled a pool of water to a boil.

The trousers and underpants floated on the water. For two years, Fu Ran has kept herself clean.

Fu Ran held the edge of the pool with two arms, and the rippling water in the pool poured several mouthfuls directly into her mouth.

A strong sense of discomfort came from the limbs.

After a long time, Ming Chengyou saw that she was uncomfortable, and patted her on the shoulder, "Let's go to the room."

Regardless of the disheveled clothes, Ming Chengyou picked up Fu Ran and walked to the second floor, and pushed open the bedroom door to let her take a shower first. Fu Ran's legs were trembling, and he walked in by leaning on the wall.

When she came out, she couldn't see her fingers in the room. Fu Ran probably knew where the switch was. Before she reached out, Ming Chengyou grabbed her in the palm of her hand. She was wearing a nightgown. Ming Chengyou carried her to the bed and tore her, "It's unnecessary."

Fu Ran didn't stop her, her body followed her feelings without even rejecting her heart, she stretched out her hand to touch the unclothed man, "Have you taken a shower?"

"It was washed on the other side." Ming Chengyou buried his face in her neck, "Who is as prudish as you, wearing a nightgown when you come out."

Fu Ran replied, "Who is as dishonest as you, thinking about..."

Ming Chengyou crushed her with gravity, and said hoarsely in her ear, "Fu Ran, I've missed you for two years, if I had been thinking about this all day long, I would have taken you to bed."

She stretched out her hand to hook Ming Chengyou's neck, pulled him down and kissed him proactively.

The kingsize bed is big enough, and the bedding has been rolled into a ball.

If it is said that the compatibility of the two also needs timing, for Fu Ran, she finally handed over her trembling heart, and tonight is the best opportunity.

She always treats her feelings like walking on thin ice. She couldn't have a heart-to-heart relationship with Ming Chengyou before, because Ming Chengyou never intended to give her his heart.

Now, Fu Ran believes that she is right.

After a long time, he hugged her comfortably, and only slightly loosened his strength, "I thought I was going to die on you."

Talking is really nasty.

Ming Chengyou turned over and got out of bed, went to the bathroom to take a shower, put on his nightgown when he came back, he carried Fu Ran in, but she was so tired that she fell asleep.

After cleaning up for her, the two hugged each other and slept on the bed. It was actually still early. Fu Ran was lying between Ming Chengyou's legs, leaning against him with his upper body, and the TV in the room was turned on.

Fu Ran snatched the remote control and tuned the channel, but Ming Chengyou didn't argue with her.

He put his arms around Fu Ran's waist and lifted her up. Fu Ran sat between his legs and patted Ming Chengyou's hand off, "Why do you wear pajamas but I want to be naked?"

"Aren't your clothes all wet?"

Fu Ran pulled his arm, "But I can wear your clothes."

Ming Chengyou smiled and hugged her tightly, rubbing his chin lightly on the top of her head, "What are you wearing, I have to take it off later, trouble."

In fact, there was no trouble. After watching TV for a long time, Fu Ran fell asleep with his pillow on his chest.

Ming Chengyou put her on the bed, wrapped his arms around Fu Ran's waist, but couldn't fall asleep with his eyes open.

The next day, Fu Ran woke up naturally from sleep, her eyes were still open, but there was a strong smell of smoke lingering in her nostrils, the whole room was filled with this smell, it was disgusting.

Fu Ran frowned tightly, she stretched out her palm but didn't touch anyone beside her, she rubbed her eyes, turned around and saw Ming Chengyou's back.

The man leaned in front of the balcony railing, half a cigarette in his hand, and the door connected to the bedroom was open, no wonder the room smelled of smoke.