Our Glamorous Time

For the first time in Li Zhicheng's life, he felt a heroic breathlessness.

Carefully distinguish, the touch under your fingers is indeed separated by a thick layer of soft objects. He was silent for a moment, after all, he was unwilling, and reached out and pressed again at her place, only to press her body slightly, and then got up and returned to her body.

Under the blurred lights, the woman stared at him with wide eyes. There was guilt and distress in that eye, but there was also a hint of cunning.

"Hello, will it be uncomfortable?" She reached out and gently pushed his chest.

Li Zhicheng knew very well that this woman returned to normal after a short period of distress, and deliberately began to flirt. At this time, she also seemed to forget that she was lying half naked in his arms. With this movement of raising his hand, that beautiful * showed a more vivid and attractive silhouette.

Li Zhicheng's eyes grew deeper and deeper. But Lin Qiang apparently didn't notice it and looked at him with a grin: "Go and take a cold shower. Next time, next time, it will be smooth."

The smile was like a sweet light, and his eyes burned more than the naked body.

He doesn't plan to endure anymore.

As soon as she raised her hand, she grabbed one of her hands.

He slowly lay down beside her, putting her on one of his arms, and the whole person was still in his arms.

"Lin Qian, help me."

Understanding his intentions, Lin Qian only felt that a burst of blood was rushing to the top of his head, and then rushing to the hand that was firmly grasped by him.

Staring around, after a moment of silence. She answered softly, "Okay."

This is really the first time Lin Qian touched the man's body. In the dim light, she clearly heard her breathing, as well as the heartbeat in Li Zhicheng's chest, which was very close.

The hand was pulled by him and came to his sturdy waist. Two hands together, his hand, her hand, slowly eased the belt. Lin Qian felt his cheeks covered with heat. But the heat was nothing like Li Zhicheng holding her hand and holding it.

When Li Zhicheng was touched by her cool fingertips, there was a short pause in breathing. He reached out and clasped her head tightly against his chest, letting her hand knead jerkyly and randomly below.

Lin Qian is a clever man. Although he hasn't done it yet, the principle is clear. After Li Zhicheng whispered a few words, he quickly found the doorway. Between going up and down, Li Zhicheng held her hand and tightened slowly. His heartbeat seemed to be getting faster and faster.

At first, she was a little nervous and shy, but after a while, she was too nervous, and she slowly let go. So he lowered his head and looked down secretly.

And he started to play tricks on his hands. At the same time, he smiled and looked up at Li Zhicheng: "How is it?"

Li Zhicheng was agitated by her naughty blood, and held her chin with her hand, looked down at her, and said word by word: "Tonight, I will give it back."

Lin Qian: "..."

...

Towards the end, Li Zhicheng asked Lin Qian to take a towel over and place it between them. Then he held her tightly and pressed her repeatedly to kiss. The scene of the men's emotional, very visual impact, finally made Lin Qian feel uncomfortable. Very uncomfortable. Deep inside the body seemed to have an extremely dry and astringent sensation, which made her sick.

The feng shui took turns, and the one who made it the second time was her.

Wan Lai is silent, and the night is darker.

Lin Qiang was lying in the arms of Li Zhicheng, holding his tight and symmetrical muscles in his chest. Li Zhicheng looked at her expression and smiled slowly.

She took her hand, kissed it, and whispered, "How many days?"

Lin Qian froze for a moment before he realized what he was asking. Slightly embarrassed, answer: "About four days."

"it is good."

So Lin Qian's heart jumped again, sweetly panicking. He buried his face in his chest and rubbed it repeatedly, as if he could pull it back to a city.

The midnight was long, and the two embraced each other. This sleep actually fell asleep three times in the sun, and even the famous Golden Summit sunrise was missed.

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Since coming to the famous mountain, how can you not climb the summit? So despite Lin Qing's discomfort, after waking up, he insisted on continuing up the mountain. So Li Zhicheng accompanied her and walked slowly to the top of the mountain.

When it reached the golden dome, it was already noon.

It was the hottest part of the day, and there were not many people at this point. Sunlight shines through the clouds, and the distant mountains and forests are stained with misty golden light.

Li Zhicheng and Lin Qian looked for an empty space where there were no one, surrounded by trees and some rugged rocks. The two sat down on a round boulder, Li Zhicheng handed her the water, and asked, "How is your health, is there any discomfort?"

In fact, Lin Qian is quite unaccustomed to these days when a man cares about himself. Answer: "It's just that, it hurts a little bit, just ignore it." She is telling the truth, dysmenorrhea. It varies from person to person. Just pain.

Li Zhicheng heard this without saying much, and looked up into the distance.

Lin Qian looked at the vast mountain scenery in front of him, and also felt suddenly and cheerful. Naturally, I thought of Aida's career in the storm.

"Li Zhicheng." She asked, "Aito is now on the market. Is it the longbow you imagined? Is it a perfect longbow?"

She turned to look at him in the sun.

Li Zhicheng picked up the water bottle and raised his head to take a sip. Then put it down, still looking at the front and saying: "On this market, the most perfect longbow, only the best company can make it."

Lin Qing stunned, nodded, and said forcefully, "Yes, we are the best company on the market."

Li Zhicheng turned to look at her, her eyes were a little unclear, and Lin Qian couldn't see clearly. Sunlight projected from his side, making his outline look clearer and more handsome.

"Dare not look at my art of war before." He spoke slowly, and there seemed to be a faint smile in his voice. "Now I am a woman, but I dare not look at it?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Qian looked up and smiled, "I have my choices."

The last time he wanted to give her an investment plan, she refused to see it. Of course, the second and third styles of his current tricks will not be seen by her. So since they fell in love, neither of them mentioned this. Lin Qian didn't know why he raised it at the moment.

At this time, he heard him say lightly: "It's better not to look at it. However, don't be scared or cry when anything happens in the future. Remember everything, and ask me first."

Lin Qian was surprised for a while, later? What does he mean? Will there be big variables in the future?

His words instantly stirred Lin Qian's heart, but he could not ask. He walked up to her and crouched back to her: "Come up."

Lin Qian: "Why do you want to carry me?"

He turned his head to look at her: "Isn't your stomach hurt? Carry you down the mountain."

Lin Qian would like to say, but it hurts a little bit. But then he swallowed it again, climbed up to his back, and knocked on his shoulder: "If you are tired, let me down, I can go."

Li Zhicheng did not answer, carrying her, turned and descended.

This road actually went very fast. Li Zhicheng was carrying one person and two bags. His pace was as unaffected as it was, and he was as healthy as he was. Lin Qian sighed heavily on his back: "Are you completely special forces?"

Li Zhicheng: "Almost."

Lin Qiandun felt very happy, hugged his neck, and did not take care of people's attention, leaning on his slightly wet back, wiping him with sweat from his forehead for a while, and bowing his head to kiss his neck. Li Zhicheng was so served by her. Although she didn't speak much, it was obviously Longyan Dayue. The long mountain road soon finished.

In the evening, the two got on the bus back to Lin City.

Still holding the hand by the window, whispering softly. But Lin Qian's feelings seemed different when he came with him—more intimate and more dependent. You are familiar with every inch of the silhouette of the man's body beside you. Although he is not possessed by him, he has established a very close physical relationship.

You will feel that you really belong to him. He already belongs to you. This intimate relationship distinguishes the two of you from anyone around you. It's like a small circle that exists only between you two. A small exclusive world has finally formed.

When the car was about to arrive in Lin City, the cell phones of the two people rang one after the other.

Li Zhicheng received the call first, which was called by Gu Yanzhi. The shallow smile, almost imagining his fox-like eyes, must have narrowed slightly at the moment.

"Sincerity." He said, "Our Aito is basically done."

Li Zhicheng was holding the phone, ringing Lin Qian, looking at the prosperous city in the twilight, and a smile appeared slowly on his face.

And Lin Qian received a call from a competent subordinate of the marketing team. His words will be much more direct and enthusiastic: "Manager Lin! Good news! The data just calculated this afternoon, only one weekend, Aito has sold out all channels across the country!"

The author has something to say: Well, I have changed for two days and I am a little tired. I have to take it easy tomorrow. The update time is still at eight o'clock. The plot is going to run and the meat is about to run~~

see you tomorrow.