Personal security

Chapter 15: A sweet dream

The two of them took turns guarding each other and took a shower, only to realize that their worries just now were unnecessary. Several long-necked women who originally lived in this house had actually disappeared at this time, and there was no trace of them.

At night, the air in the mountains gradually becomes colder. Zhao Jianhui and Nong Lan were wrapped in quilts and sleeping in rooms on the east and west sides of the main room of the bamboo building. They could almost hear each other's breathing. The sound insulation effect of this kind of house is really bad, but it also makes the two of them feel at ease. As long as there is any movement in the other person's room, they can hear each other.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, Zhao Jianhui was suddenly awakened by an earth-shattering sound. From another bamboo building separated by a thin layer of bamboo fence, there was a sound like a wild beast biting madly, as if in Zhao Jianhui's house. It felt like there was an explosion in my ears. It looked so majestic in the silent night sky, it could be considered as shaking the earth.

This is absolutely terrible! This kind of sound does not seem to be inspired by the most primitive activities of human beings at all. It is more like the sound of a man and a woman with deep hatred fighting, pounding, and impacting on the bed. The sound of Nong Lan standing on the bed next door, tossing and turning, could also be heard intermittently. She must have heard it more clearly over there...

The melee between strong men and weak women has been coming intermittently, slowing down for a quarter of an hour, and then starting again, becoming more intense, faster, and deeper. It was so real and clear, as if it was ringing in my ears, and at the same time it was so long, it seemed like it would never stop. I don’t know how long it took, but the panicking sound finally stopped. Then there were footsteps again, giggles, and a crisp sound, like the sound of a cruel hand hitting a bare bottom. The man and woman actually talked and laughed as if no one was watching, and went out from the room over there to take a shower on the terrace.

Looking out from Zhao Jianhui's bed, under the moonlight, the powerful and muscular bodies and the feminine bodies of Jiao Na are like the silhouettes of beautiful animals, lingering with sweetness and pain. The sound of their shower water splashing on the bamboo seems to be able to smell the elegant fragrance of flowers. It makes people feel that it is not the spring water flowing at all, but the coolness and fragrance gushing out. It was not a cluster of flowers at all, but the happiness and noise of flowers embracing each other. It is not skin, but the warmth and elasticity of skin. It is not confrontation, but the fight and capture of confrontation. The form of human beings reverting to animal instinct is very primitive, very scary, and also very fascinating.

Damn, people who live in such a place don’t know whether they are closer to primitiveness or have a deeper understanding of the true meaning of mandarin duck bathing. The “fight” between the two just now was already more heart-warming, and this warm bath is even more It makes people's blood swell, make them dizzy, and make them confused about east, west, north, and south.

After drifting off to sleep, the sound completely disappeared.

As the saying goes, what you think about every day is what you dream about at night, but even if you are not thinking about something, you may still dream about things that you have never thought about before. Just as he was talking sweetly and warmly, Zhao Jianhui felt Nong Lan running into his room with bare feet, trembling lips and said in a low voice: "It's so cold, I'm so cold, hold me tight... hold me tight ………”

"You're so hot, why are you saying you're cold?" As if he asked casually, a soft and delicate body with coolness had already lifted the quilt and got in. The fragrant and fragrant feeling is so real, it's not like a dream, but like what happened in reality.

Anyway, this is a dream. There are some things that are difficult to say in reality. At this time, Zhao Jianhui said it without any scruples. If it’s a dream, it’s not reality, right?

Finally, it started to get brighter, and the room was still hazy and a little blurry. Zhao Jianhui was sleeping sweetly when he was suddenly woken up by someone. When he opened his eyes, he saw Nong Lan lying next to him with a red face, and a pair of almond-shaped eyes looking at him shyly. He couldn't help but said in embarrassment: "Nong Lan, you're awake. Ah..." I was very panicked in my heart, thinking, didn't I just have a dream? Is this all still a dream? But isn’t this dream a bit too real now?

Nong Lan stretched out her hand to cover Zhao Jianhui's mouth, feeling the gentle smoothness on her little hand. Zhao Jianhui's heart swayed, and he stretched out his tongue to lick the palm of her hand. Nong Lan quickly retracted his hand like a frightened rabbit.

Zhao Jianhui lowered his voice and said, "Is this really a dream? How wonderful it would be if I didn't wake up like this..." A hint of shyness suddenly flashed across Nong Lan's face, and she nodded lightly and followed closely. He shook his head and whispered: "Do you think this is a dream? Then you can continue to dream. I'm much better, but I feel exhausted. Thank you!" He lowered his eyelids.

She said thanking herself, but for what reason was she thanking herself? Zhao Jianhui couldn't understand. If you don't understand something, you need to think about it carefully. Only when Zhao Jianhui concentrated his energy did he realize that the woman in his arms was very hot. This also made him understand that he was definitely not in a dream now. Staring at the red-faced woman in his arms with wide eyes, Zhao Jianhui asked eagerly: "You have a fever, what's the matter?"

"I...I don't know what's going on...I've been feeling dizzy since midnight last night. I...actually understand in my heart, thank you!" At the end of the sentence, his voice was almost inaudible. Does she understand it in her heart? So she knew everything he thought he did to her in a dream last night?

Thinking of this, Zhao Jianhui's face suddenly turned red. Seeing Zhao Jianhui just staring at her blankly, Nong Lan said shyly: "You...you...what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, why did you suddenly have a fever? I'll see if I can find some medicine. You can continue to sleep." Zhao Jianhui said as he got up. Nong Lan said anxiously: "Do you know where the medicine is? Let's wait until those people get up and ask them."

As the two were talking, the sound of fighting and collision between men and women suddenly came clearly from the next door. Zhao Jianhui looked at Nong Lan a little embarrassedly. Nong Lan had already pulled the quilt to cover her head and hid herself deeply.

However, the exquisite curves under the quilt trembled slightly, which made her even more attractive.

Zhao Jianhui jumped up quickly, and didn't even have time to put on his shoes. He ran out with his shoes on. *** Beast, who has such great energy? He worked all night yesterday and is busy again before dawn?

It was not until they were far away from the bamboo building and could no longer hear any sound that the fire in Zhao Jianhui's heart slowly dissipated and his mind calmed down.

***, all this was actually true, not a dream, it was really something that shouldn't have happened with that woman. In Zhao Jianhui's heart, it was hard to say whether he was happy or annoyed. He just felt a little melancholy.

At this moment, Nong Lan, who buried his head in the quilt, was also in a very complicated mood. His low voice sounded so good in the quiet night, and his crazy movements seemed to be repeated on his body now. That feeling was so real, so delightful, and so shy.

Nong Lan's heart was mixed with mixed feelings. This man and his intersection were like two fallen leaves drifting in the wind. Once they met, they would immediately go with the wind. He and he were destined not to be enemies, but also not friends. The moment of separation, leaving me with sadness and loneliness...

In fact, from the moment he held my hand and jumped into the river, I no longer hated him, even though he had hurt me before. In fact, Nong Lan herself couldn't tell why she went to his bed in the middle of the night. Was it because she no longer hated him, or was it because the couple in the bamboo house next door made a sound that tempted her last night? She was afraid of having no self-esteem in front of him and being despised by him. This was a very strange feeling.