The night was dark, the door was ajar, and only a faint orange light came through the crack of the door.

It was very quiet all around, and everything was still.

Given was leaning against the soft pillow, leaning on the bed, his long eyelashes stretched quietly, watching ginger tea, a nervous look flashed through his black and white eyes.

At this time, no amount of words are superfluous.

Cold white fingertips curled up.

Ginger Tea has silky black hair, vermilion lips, snow-white skin, and star-like eyes, which are extraordinarily bright under a light. She stares at Givenchy seriously, her expression slowly softens, and she kisses gently and attentively. Kiss the tip of her nose.

"relax for a moment."

Givenchy's pajamas are cross-neck lace-up, the black silk shines satin softly under the dim light, and thin knots hang down and are tied around the waist.Jiang Cha leaned close to her, hugged her waist, gently kissed her earlobe, buried her head in the socket of her shoulder, kissed her collarbone lightly, and took another bite.

The force was very light, and when the lips were applied, the wet and soft touch seemed like a thin snake, which suddenly got into Givenchy's collar, and she couldn't help shrinking back.

There was a strange feeling, like water flowing, and the instant softness and warmth caught her off guard.

"It will be very comfortable."

Jiang Cha said softly, "Don't be nervous."

Jiang Cha's hand touched her lower back, through the soft and thin silk material, she stroked her slender and soft waist vigorously, her fingertips deftly tore open the tie.

"do not."

Given gave her a push: "I..."

Jiang Cha raised her eyes: "What's wrong?"

A look of embarrassment flashed in Givenchy's eyes, she turned her head, her long hair fell on her shoulders, her white earlobes were red, and she was so hot: "Are we going too fast?"

"What's too fast."

Jiang Cha looked at her, some water was on her soft red lips, and under the light, her eyes, which were as clear as glass, were slightly watery, and she was indescribably beautiful.

Given was fascinated by watching, there was an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

"Aren't you used to it yet?"

Jiang Cha kissed her between the brows, pressed against her smooth forehead, and said softly, "We used to do this kind of thing."

Given's slender eyelashes were very close, and his eyes were innocent. He blinked lightly, and the soft tip brushed the tip of ginger tea's nose one after another, causing a slight itchiness.

It's not that I'm not used to it.

It's just that it doesn't seem to be the same as what she thought.

Given searched her memory for a moment, she remembered that in this kind of thing, one party dominated and the other passively accepted.

But what kind is she?

"Have we been like this before?"

Given looked at her: "I don't think it's right."

"In the past." Jiang Cha pinched her fingers hidden in the soft quilt, kissed the fingertips, and said without changing expression: "It has always been like this in the past."

Given blinked: "No, this kind of thing is divided—"

Jiang Cha put her index finger on her lips, and said, "I know what you mean." She smoothed the pillow on Givenchy's back, put it against her ear, and whispered, "You are a pillow princess. Yes, understand what I mean?"

A soft voice pierced through the ear, breathing thinly.

Itching slightly, Given turned to look at her: "Princess Pillow?"

"It means pure acceptance. Just lie down and don't move. Leave the rest to me." Jiang Cha said firmly.

The hut is like a boat, and there is a drizzle outside the window, and there is the sound of fine raindrops hitting the glass window, rustling.

Ginger Tea's hair was loose, black and soft, and when she lowered her eyes, it covered her side face, revealing only the tip of her nose, which was as white as jade.

"take it easy."

Ginger Tea gently kissed her ears.

Her voice is beautiful, like a gentle stream in the mountains, soft and clear, calming people's hearts carefully, and it sounds very comfortable.Given's initial tension and confusion were resolved in this boundless tenderness, and he slowly relaxed, his fingertips touched her waist in response.

Jiang Cha unbuttoned her loose pajamas, kissed her collarbone lightly, all the way down, the tip of her cold nose touched her warm chest, sucked on the soft snow-white place, rubbed her narrow pair of waist He moved his hand behind her and unfastened the metal buckle.

The sound gradually became blurred, and in the quiet night, only the slightly trembling warm exhalation of the person below could be heard, matching the rhythm of the drizzle outside the window.

The veil-like light sprinkled down, illuminating the woman on the couch.

Given's snow-white body was buried in the deep black soft silk, and on the plump skin, the bright red color seemed to be falling cherry blossoms, ready to bloom.

Such a quiet rain, in the spring night, the charming atmosphere slowly ferments and spreads, which is very suitable for such ambiguous and intimate things.

"Is it comfortable?"

With a mass of soft peaches wrapped in her palm, she reacted, like a little white dove, gently pecking at her.

She didn't like to touch her like this before, so this piece of skin rarely had such direct contact, it was too clean and too sensitive.

very sensitive.

Jiang Cha smiled lightly.

Given drooping soft long eyelashes, very quiet.

It's just that the eyelashes trembled slightly, feeling extremely at a loss.

Ginger tea kissed her earlobe, from the nape of the neck up, gently kissed her fair skin one by one, and sprayed the slightly hot air slowly.Her kiss was very gentle, the foreplay was long and soft like warm spring water, washing away one after another, making her relax and soothe.

The skin in the palm of his hand is very delicate, ginger tea gently rubbed it for a while, and Given began to breathe in his ear trembling slightly, hot, ginger tea found her lips, kissed her, and stretched his soft white fingers into her thick hair In the forest, holding the back of her head.

Sensing her thin sweat with her fingertips, she asked in a low voice, "Is it hot?"

Givenchy's lips were bright red, his body was slightly hot against the ginger tea, he was panting slightly, and his chest heaved.

Ginger tea is still kissing her.

A light kiss, from the forehead all the way down.The center of the eyebrows, the tip of the nose, the chest, and the lower abdomen are thin and soft, as soft and fragrant as peach petals.

Such soft lips kiss her body, patiently and gently.

The drizzle outside the window seemed to be a little smaller, only sporadic rustling sounds, and the sound of the rain hitting the leaves was extraordinarily soft and moist.

There is a moist fragrance between the skin, which is warm and moving. The ginger tea lowers its head and slowly moves down inch by inch.

The fingertips slid across the inner thigh skin and rubbed lightly.

But then, Givenchy, like a frightened bird, suddenly bent his long legs, and even removed the quilt to cover a certain part.

作者有话要说:感谢在2020-06-1723:23:36~2020-06-1900:16:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: 2 for nn; 1 for cubs and professional passing by;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Youyue; 1 bottle of Qin Xian;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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