starry night orchid

Sikong Zhaixing just lowered his head slightly, and kissed Rongrong's lips with ease. In the past, the fragrance of orchids was even more scented with traces of powder, and Sikong Zhaixing's kiss became deeper and deeper under the emotion of Sikong Zhaixing.When he let go of his lips, Rongrong was leaning against his arms, extremely docile, Sikong Zhaixing stretched out his arms to pick up Rongrong, and gently placed her on the bed.

Rong Rong's entire face was flushed red, her hands twisted her clothes, her shyness and nervousness were clearly visible.Sikong Zhaixing kissed the corner of her lips, and said with a light smile, "Rongrong, don't be afraid." But these words were of no use at all, the red on Rongrong's face seemed to be a little deeper.

Sikong Zhaixing covered his upper body, but was careful not to press down on Rongrong, he supported her head with one hand, and gently opened her tightly twisted hem of the clothes with the other hand, moved it to his mouth and kissed it.Fingers intertwined, Sikong Zhaixing's kiss landed gently on the center of Rongrong's eyebrows and on the tip of her nose, and slowly moved down. Before moving down her lips, the free hand had already gently removed Rongrong's outer shirt, and then moved to the belt.Rongrong pressed Sikong Zhaixing's hand nervously and opened her mouth to speak, but she didn't know how to speak because she knew that what she said at the moment seemed strange.

Sikong Zhaixing just smiled gently at her: "Rongrong, don't be afraid, I'm here, and I will leave everything to me." After saying that, he kissed Rongrong's eyes again.Rongrong seemed to relax a little bit, her hands dropped loosely, and Sikong Zhaoxing easily untied her belt.

Sikong Zhaixing, who is used to stealing treasures from all over the world, is now slowly approaching the most valued woman in this life.Slightly callused hands slid into Rongrong's underwear, just like caressing those treasures in the past, touching the treasures of his life, the woman's skin is smooth, just touching it everywhere is irresistible.

Rong Rong twisted her body a little uneasily, whether she was shy or timid, she involuntarily turned her head to the side and closed her eyes, but in this way, the feeling of Sikong Zhaixing's fingers and palms was more clear, and those nimble hands were touching her. Sliding across her body, it seemed that she wanted to completely touch and occupy every inch of her skin.Realizing that this was exactly what Sikong Zaixing was trying to do, Rongrong was forced to groan slightly by Sikong Zaixing's caress deliberately slowed down.

Rongrong was biting her lips in annoyance, but Sikong Zhaoxing let out a chuckle, and covered her lips again.It was no longer a gentle touch but a domineering and plundering ferocity, like a declaration or a promise, which made Rongrong unable to react for a while, and could only respond passively.The clothes of each other were messy, and their skins touched casually, and Rongrong felt that the temperature on their bodies was constantly rising.She finally couldn't bear such heat, and her eyes gradually blurred.

The skirt of the woman under him was in disarray. This was his wife. He could hold her in his arms justifiably. She was the only existence he could have in this life.Sikong Zhaixing felt a little hot in his eyes, stroked Rongrong's eyebrows, eyes and face, the area captured by his lips and tongue spread to his fair neck, and the palm of his hand took off Rongrong's clothes presumptuously, stroking the soft jade that belonged to him without any hindrance. Urgent and fanatical.

The moment their skins touched, they realized that they were both hot.Sikong Zhaixing's lips have moved down, kissing Rongrong on one side is plump, and kneading the other side with one hand, the soft and delicate body is in the palm of his hand, he can do whatever he wants, he can no longer control his strength, licking gradually becomes Bite, the gluttonous feast is in front of him, he savors it inch by inch.

Every inch touched by him was tingling, the feeling gradually swept through the whole body, unconsciously, Rong Rong's fingertips had already entered into his hair, she seemed to refuse and welcome, even she didn't come to a conclusion, her thoughts were chaotic, but she was constantly forced Moaning and trembling.Sikong Zhaixing gradually moved towards the deep ravines and valleys, slowly twirling gently, he was already unable to hold himself back, and finally stepped forward.

Red candles are flickering, and the room is full of charm.It's like being in a dream between the ups and downs and the ups and downs, and there are countless yaoyao.

When Rongrong woke up, it was already daylight.She was hugged tightly in his arms, with her back pressed against her warm chest, and under the big red quilt were two naked bodies facing each other, even sharing their body temperature.Her body was still a bit uncomfortable, thinking of last night, Rong Rong's cheeks became red again.Looking up, she could still see tears condensed under the dragon and phoenix candles. She couldn't remember when the auspicious dragon and phoenix candles were burned out, but she knew that the candlelight illuminated Sikong Zhaoxing's eyes on the wedding night of the bridal chamber. There is tenderness in his eyes.

"Are you awake?" His chest trembled behind him, and Sikong Zhaixing's voice sounded very close, extremely gentle.

Rongrong responded lightly, and wanted to move her body, but she felt sore and limp when she moved lightly, and she gasped.

"Still uncomfortable?" Sikong Zhaixing propped himself up, his Adam's apple twitched slightly when his eyes touched Rongrong's skin that had accidentally fallen outside the quilt, and when he saw the spots of cherry red on the skin clearly, he tried his best to stagger his gaze, and his palm fell on Rongrong Gently kneading her waist, "Is it better?"

Rong Rong blushed and said nothing, but the expression on her face relaxed a lot.

The room was still full of bright red, but both of them were quiet and didn't know what to say.No matter how close they were in the past, it didn't matter how close they were. Last night, the wedding ceremony was the first day of their wedding. Instead, the two became a little embarrassed, and gradually felt more awkward because of the same silence from the other.

"Rongrong..." Sikong Zaixing called softly, reached out and hugged Rongrong tightly in his arms, kissed her earlobe lightly, and whispered, "Lady."

"En." Rong Rong still responded softly, her face was already red to the point of bleeding.Even though they were so close last night, in this day and night, the two of them were still so close for the sake of every inch, but she couldn't say anything to make Sikong Zaixing stay away from her. He is her well-deserved husband, and his name is justified.

In the end, Sikong Zaixing got up first. When he was getting dressed, Rongrong turned her back and didn't dare to look at him.After Sikong Zhaixing finished dressing, he whispered in Rongrong's ear: "Go back to sleep, I'll go and boil some hot water." Then he blinked and said deliberately, "You were so tired last night, I didn't good."

Rongrong's first reaction was to pull up the quilt and cover her face, how could he have the nerve to say it!

Seeing his little wife's reaction like this, Sikong Zhaixing went out with a happy face.

After the sound of the door closing, Rongrong pulled down the quilt covering her face, covered her cheeks with her hands, but involuntarily raised the corners of her lips.It's different, this feeling of being close to each other physically and mentally, real and sweet.The promises of the past, the intimacy of the past, let them come to today little by little, no matter how simple everything is, they are already a couple who have worshiped the heaven and the earth, the heaven and the earth are the matchmaker, and the sun and the moon are the witnesses.

What a woman hopes for in her life is nothing more than a good marriage, a warm-hearted husband, married as husband and wife, and there is no doubt about their love and affection.Now she has a home, a real home that she shares with Sikong Zhaixing. She has traveled so many roads and experienced so much time, it seems that she just wanted to meet Sikong Zhaixing and let Sikong Zhaixing meet her.This is God's will, which is their luck and happiness.

The author has something to say: Magpie Bridge Immortal - Xiang Zichen

He is coquettish and flirtatious, and the mood of breaking hairpins overwhelms idiots and girls.This year, Yunwai fruit is in the deep stage, thinking but laughing, and the world is suffering.Haunting sorrow and hatred, green mountains and green waters, there are countless yaoyao.Ordinarily, there are still dreams that can come, but at this night, there is no place to find dreams.

↑This is a Song Ci that I originally wanted to use in one stroke. I heard that it is a erotic poem? →_→ means a little esoteric. .

The first time for Sikong Zhaixing and Rongrong==It is also the first time for the author to write meat by hand. .

=口= So finally this is meat?Meat slag?broth? ...or is there no meat at all? ? ?

〒▽〒No matter, this is the result of my stuck for two days. If you are not satisfied, just click the fork silently. Don’t tell me, huh. .

I regret, I had a caesarean section, I forgot to set the release time of the manuscript box Σ(っ°Д°;)っ