let loose

In the hotel near the bar in the shopping area, the furnishings in the bathroom are always tacit, and the huge glass mirror in front of the sink frames the entangled two people into the picture.

Jiang Zhou lifted the last piece of fabric from Song Mian's upper body with one hand, and the cold tiles were stuck on his bare back. The next second, Jiang Zhou pulled him into his arms vigorously.

There was warm and soft skin on the shoulder socket, Jiang Zhou squinted his eyes slightly, his slender and fair fingertips brushed across Song Mian's back like a touch of water, walked half a circle and stayed in the waist socket, and pressed his index finger in the center of the small circle like pressing an air conditioner button Press: "You don't learn well at a young age."

The remaining warmth of the fingertips lingered for a long time, and it felt like an electric shock for a moment.Like duckweed floating in the sea, you can't find a foothold after trying your best.

Song Mian couldn't help arching his body, his back arched in a smooth and perfect arc, his legs were so weak that he was shaking, and he felt his ears were tingling. Embarrassed: "Who said that! I am obviously very obedient..."

He twisted his body uncomfortably: "Brother, don't do it, you've made me feel..."

The two were in a tightly hugging position, squeezed in the corner of the bathroom, flesh to flesh.Song Mian's lower body was naked, and the change in reaction was obvious at a glance.

Song Mian's heart was beating wildly, she closed her eyes, and bit her lip tightly.

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The time jumped to twelve o'clock in the evening, and the snow outside the window continued.

The mobile phone by the sink buzzed and vibrated, so that the bottom of the phone was tilted and suspended in the air.After Song Mian finished blowing her hair, she waited for the flush on her face to subside completely before picking up her phone and leaving the bathroom.

The class private group is always lively, and those who make the most noise are those few.Click it in, and there is a row of Happy New Year, and occasionally two people who ask questions are brushed away in the cracks.

The atmosphere was created well, Song Mian casually popped a Happy New Year emoji, and exited to reply to the private chat.

On the private chat screen, unexpected red dots lined up in a row.The latest one comes from 'Xiaoxiao Muyuzigui'.Swipe down with your fingertips, except for the familiar ID of Chu Qingci, five or six of them are very strange.

[Xiaoxiao Muyu Zigui crows: Old Ban, happy New Year's Eve.Write me a note?I’m Xu Xiao, if I didn’t write it down, I’m writing it now, do you hear me! (pick nose)]

[Mr.six--Mr. Haohao: Brother Song, happy new year. ]

[かき&木Ⅴ: Dear Squad Leader, Happy New Year's Eve, New Year greetings to you, I wish you good health, peace and success in the new year! ]

[Fire: Zheng Qiran has been promoted to level 200.This thief is shameless, he bought a bottle of growth water for more than [-], and he is still talking in the group right now. ]

[2 goods are not second goods: Happy New Year, handsome little squad leader!Order a piece of "Compassion for the Farmers" as a gift to you who have worked hard for the class!You will continue to work hard in the new year, don't worry, I will try to avoid trouble as much as possible. (Wangcai) (Wangcai)]

In the first half of the second year of high school, Song Mian was the monitor of Class Six.

The school bully looks arrogant and arrogant, but his personality is not as violent as the rumors.During the four months of getting along, everyone has captured his lovely and gentle side.

As the girls say in private: with an impatient face, doing things to clean up the mess.Obviously feel troublesome but never walk away.

Although the school bully is still the high-cold school bully, it's hard to get close to him.But this does not prevent his original stereotyped impression in everyone's mind from gradually becoming three-dimensional.

Song Mian's mind moved slightly, she stopped, twisted her waist and leaned against the bathroom door, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, she pulled out the keyboard and typed seriously, replying one by one.

Shu Yan posted a circle of friends, looking at the crowds in the background, guessed it should be in the airport departure hall, and the wording was to go home.

The word "go home" seemed to have a special magical power, Song Mian looked at it warmly, dawdled her fingers for two seconds, and nodded her praise.

After turning off the screen, Song Mian wiped her face, suddenly her heart seemed to be filled with something.It's not uncomfortable, but faintly happy, so happy that I don't know where to put it.

The bedroom door was wide open, and Jiang Zhou put on a nightgown and leaned against the bedside to make a phone call.

The boy has fair skin, slightly bruised knuckles holding the phone, slender and beautiful.Those hands are extremely powerful, and once they are controlled, it is difficult to break free.Song Mian's thoughts jumped suddenly, and her face turned red involuntarily.

He shuffled onto the bed, stretched the two long legs that overlapped on the bed with both hands, bent his knees, and knelt between Jiang Zhou's legs.

The heater was turned on in the room, and Song Mian's face was so hot that he was sweating a little.Jiang Zhou retracted his open legs, raised his eyelids and looked at him lightly, and said, "I won't be back until noon tomorrow, so you don't have to wait for me for breakfast."

Jiang Zhou didn't turn on the loudspeaker, and Song Mian couldn't hear what the other party said even if he concentrated his mind.He simply gave up and refused to listen, curled up his index finger, and slid back and forth on Jiang Zhou's bare thigh like an ice skate.

"Just say that I have something to do outside. There is nothing special to explain." Jiang Zhou Meifeng frowned, shrank his feet, and lightly kicked Song Mian's back with the back of his foot.

Song Mian smiled maliciously, and raised his eyebrows provocatively at Jiang Zhou, feeling that it wasn't enough, he simply bent down and stuck out his tongue to lick the center of his leg.

Just one lick was not enough, so I licked it again.

A small area between the legs is wet and hot.Probably because it was really itchy, Song Mian saw Jiang Zhou's forehead twitching, arched his waist and half sat up, bent his legs between Song Mian's, and pushed his knees hard.

Song Mian was caught off guard and said "ah".The waist was pushed softly, and the whole person leaned forward in a daze.

This process lasted only a short time, only about two seconds. Song Mian was in a trance for a while, and when he regained consciousness, he had already fallen into Jiang Zhou's arms, sitting on Jiang Zhou's lap with his buttocks. Sitting face to face.

Jiang Zhou acted nonchalantly from beginning to end, pinched Song Mian's feverish face with his other hand that was not holding the phone, picked up a lump of soft flesh, hooked the corner of his mouth, and mouthed: "Fool. "

Song Mian's ears turned red with embarrassment, and she hurriedly reached out to cover Jiang Zhou's eyes.Jiang Zhou pretended to dodge without distraction, smiled a few times, hung up the phone in confusion, hugged someone who offered to throw himself into his arms, and pinned him down.

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