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The ice cream cup was thrown into the trash can, and Shen Zhifei took out a wet wipe from his pocket to wipe Zhang Yao's hands. Looking at her soft eyebrows and eyes under the light, some charming thoughts suddenly came to his mind.

In fact, both of them are 27 and [-], and they have the title of girlfriend and girlfriend. Even if they live together, it is justifiable. However, one is reserved and the other is cowardly. Up to now, they are still in the stage of kissing and hugging. The most intimate The time is limited to sleeping side by side and head to head in the same bed.

Knowing the taste, Shen Zhifei felt that the relationship between the two of them was really too dull. When they were together before, Zhang Yao was concerned that she was underage, so the two of them would naturally not have any behavior beyond the distance.

But now she is almost 27, and Zhang Yao is about to be 29, so if they don't do anything, the two of them might as well become monks together.

"Will you go to my house tonight?" Shen Zhifei blinked, innocent and pitiful, "I live alone in such a big yard, so I'm so scared."

Zhang Yao stared at her steadfastly, making Shen Zhifei a little guilty, so she flashed a smile without a trace, and said, "Okay."

This guy is pretty good at talking nonsense with his eyes open, as if she wasn't the one who didn't change his face and interact with the ghosts in the haunted house that day.

Seeing the client's cute and pitiful appearance, the ghost-playing staff probably wanted to scratch her face.You liar!

Shen Zhifei succeeded in abducting Zhang Yao back home again.

Brand new underwear was prepared at home, and when Zhang Yao saw Shen Zhifei's sparsely clothed clothes on the clothes rack after taking a shower, her cheeks turned red.

It would definitely not be appropriate for her to find someone who was more conservative, so Zhang Yao had no choice but to blush and put on the material of the suit, and then covered it tightly with Shen Zhifei's nightdress.

Before going out, she checked the mirror again, and after confirming that there was nothing irregular, she slowly opened the bathroom door.

The light in the bathroom shone brightly at the door, and Shen Zhifei's figure was reflected on the opposite wall, slender and tall.She was looking intently at Zhang Yao who came out of it.

The woman came against the light, with a soft halo all over her body. At this moment, in Shen Zhifei's eyes, she looked like a god above the nine heavens, so dazzling that she couldn't take her eyes away.

Shen Zhifei looked at Zhang Yao without blinking, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curved slightly, his eyes were shining with stars.

Zhang Yao is the star that supported her along the way. Tonight, she tried to catch the star in vain, but she wondered if she could overturn that star among the clouds and rain.

For this reason, Shen Zhifei took nearly half an hour longer than usual to clean himself up.She carefully selected a thin silk nightdress, with a double-breasted collar folded over her chest, and a rather shapeless bow hanging loosely from the belt around her waist.

Looking at himself in the mirror with his clavicle and a little white tender skin on his chest, Shen Zhifei raised his head slightly, his long and narrow eyes were half-closed, his winking eyes were like silk, and a natural seductive look emerged from the corners of his eyes and brows.

In this way... Zhang Yao can't hold on anymore, can she?She is not the contemporary Liu Xiahui.

She pinched the fabric of the neckline and shook it slightly, opened the opening even more, and then smiled with satisfaction.

You don't need to cover it too tightly, and you don't need to tie it too firmly, it will be easy to take off after a while.

Only two bedside lamps were turned on in the bedroom. When Shen Zhifei came out, rubbing his half-dry hair, he saw the man leaning on the bedside, flipping through a book she put on the bedside table to relieve boredom.

The brows and eyes are always cold, like the lotus pulled out of the mud, the cold temperament makes people involuntarily have some thoughts that they dare not approach, but they boldly want to pick her beauty.

Her eyes are a little dull, and she rarely sees people with any emotion.

Except when it contained Shen Zhifei, those eyes were always warm and affectionate, and they could easily move the strings in Shen Zhifei's heart.

Shen Zhifei swallowed uncontrollably, the charm and beauty that had been in front of the mirror just now were all subdued at this moment, and she couldn't show a single bit of it, she just stared blankly at the person who put down the book and smiled at her.

"Come here." Zhang Yao squeezed the neckline. Shen Zhifei's pajamas were all V-neck, and the neckline was very low. She pinched her shoulders uncomfortably and lifted them back, "Are you going to sleep standing there?"

Shen Zhifei took every step very obediently, like a stuck robot, until she sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers touched those warm hands, and intertwined with hers, she felt something real.

She's really, really here.

Without warning, a layer of watery light covered her eyes, dyeing those black pupils even brighter.Zhang Yao seemed to understand why she was crying, but she didn't seem to fully understand.

She just felt distressed that her girl grew up alone.All her sufferings were without her own company.

Following his own heart, Shen Zhifei stroked Zhang Yao's chin, then his lips, rubbing his thumb lightly on the bead of the lip, and saw that it was dyed a bright crimson, like a fruit waiting to be picked, no need to think about it. You know, the taste of the fruit must be extremely beautiful.

Shen Zhifei held the fruit in his mouth.She pecked and kissed lightly, she just wanted to swallow her into her flesh and blood, and never separate her.

Breathing gradually became short of breath, Zhang Yao parted her lips to welcome her slightly reckless visit, inserted her long fingers into her wet hair, and gently combed the soft hair, soothing her anxiety bit by bit.

There was a gap in the curtains, and the moonlight jumped in mischievously, and accidentally fell to the floor, lying lazily, watching the two entangled figures on the soft bed.

The corners of Zhang Yao's eyes were peachy, and her long hair was spread messily on the pillow, some tangled around her shoulders and neck, tied with Shen Zhifei's.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and what she saw was Shen Zhifei's downcast eyes intoxicated.The face hanging in front of her eyes was inherently charming, like a fox demon in a novel, full of coquettishness in her bones, and a small expression inadvertently was enough to seduce one's head.

Zhang Yao felt that her heart and soul had been completely taken away by her, and the hands on her shoulders were so soft that she could not use any strength, and she only held a little piece of fabric lightly, but it was inevitable that she would slip off her shoulders.

Also falling down was the nightgown that Shen Zhifei had never put on.

The white shoulders were round and smooth, and the two collarbones were dangling in front of her eyes. Zhang Yao took a breath, and then raised her hand to hook her back of the neck, catering to her kiss with all her strength.

A person who is as cold as a lotus can also approach a demon with enthusiasm, it just depends on who that person is.

If it were Shen Zhifei, she could be a little more coquettish.

Zhang Yao stepped on the cloud, stepped on the air from time to time, fell hard, and suddenly a pair of hands lifted her up, and gently threw her back to the cloud.

But the cloud suddenly dispersed, and she fell into the deep sea, struggling to breathe in the turbulent waves, like a stranded fish, longing for the touch of rain.

She raised her head, exposing her slender neck, and the next moment, her neck was gently kissed by a touch of warmth, again and again, the voice that was suppressed in her throat was released, and it sounded very faintly in the bedroom.

Shen Zhifei caressed the cheeks of the person under him, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, admired the blurred look in her eyes, dipped his fingertips in the red corners of her eyes, and set her on fire several times.

Zhang Yao couldn't hear herself making such a charming voice, her face and neck blushed completely, she regained her sanity in shame and embarrassment, pinched the back of the person on her body and whimpered, and buried her hot face into the person On the neck, the thin moan was drowned in other voices, "Slow...slower."

Shen Zhifei tilted his head, and a kiss landed on her side cheek, with a smile on his face, "Okay, whatever you say is what you say."

She really calmed down, Zhang Yao clenched her fists sadly, her brows were furrowed, and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead.

Shen Zhifei sighed softly in her heart, she still couldn't see her suffering, so she had to throw her into the clouds again.

The ceiling began to distort, everything was spinning, and my mind was as blank as a desert, and another beam of sweet spring gushed out, giving this long-drought land some ultimate nourishment.

Zhang Yao bit her lower lip, her breathing stopped suddenly, and it took a few seconds before she let out a long breath.

......

When she finally regained her senses, Zhang Yao realized that she was holding Shen Zhifei's long hair, which was still wet.Zhang Yao secretly rejoiced that she didn't lose control enough to pull her, otherwise it would hurt her.

She let go lightly and fell into an embrace.

Shen Zhifei hugged her tightly, kissed her hair, and then pressed his cheek against her forehead, staring at the desk at the end of the bed out of focus, as if muttering to himself, "We will never be separated, never again."

"En." Zhang Yao's breathing was still a little messy, she didn't care that the two of them were sweating profusely, she just nestled on Shen Zhifei's shoulders to relieve the lingering rhyme just now, "We won't separate."

Shen Zhifei hugged Zhang Yao, enjoying the long-lost peace, so satisfied that she wanted to cry.

This person has finally come to her side now, but in fact, she has missed her for many years.

Zhang Yao was almost relieved, so she moved her fingers slightly, and Shen Zhifei immediately closed her hand, "What are you doing?"

Zhang Yao blinked her eyes a few times, pinched her fingertips, and said softly: "I'm sweaty, I don't feel comfortable sleeping, can I take a shower?"

"Will you wash it separately?" Shen Zhifei's voice was a little low.

Zhang Yao looked up at her, only to see a faint grievance on the other's face, she thought of teasing her a bit, raised her eyebrows and said, "Otherwise?"

"Then I won't wash it." Like a rascal, Shen Zhifei hugged Zhang Yao without saying anything, and shrank down, leaning his head on her shoulder, "Just sleep like this!"

"Do you want to go together?" Zhang Yao chuckled lightly, lifted her face up a little while holding her chin, and said in a somewhat embarrassed tone, "I...I have no strength."

She has to go to work tomorrow.

Zhang Yao has been working overtime in the past few days to catch up on the design draft, and there is a trace of exhaustion in her eyes, but she still indulged her recklessness tonight.

Shen Zhifei tilted his head, and his lips fell on her palm, "I know you're tired, the two of you will wash faster, finish washing earlier and rest earlier."

Zhang Yao looked at her for a while, then let go of her biting lip, finally let go, and nodded.

In the dream of seeing each other honestly for the first time after reuniting after a long absence, there is no wind or rain, only the gentle kiss of the lover to sleep with.

The author has something to say:

Shen Zhifei shook his hands: Am I the kind of person who doesn't know how to control himself?

Zhang Yao panted with her eyes closed: You are.