my neighbour

The warm and greasy touch in his hands made people reluctant to leave. Lin Wen's long fingertips trembled uncontrollably, or it was intentional, and the snow-white and soft flesh immediately sank into a shallow pit.Song Yin also gasped slightly.

Lin Wen immediately let go of his hand, his face was a little hot.

She's a total novice at this.

There were wet drops of water on Song Yin's face, and her eye circles were red, which was different from the inevitable and unpredictable smile in the past. At this time, she looked a little stupid, a little scared, and a little confused... ...Even if you rub your body, you can't feel much sex, but it makes people feel more distressed.

Lin Wen was extremely conflicted, he didn't know whether to take the next step or stop.

"Can't you?" Song Yin turned his face slightly with no surprise, his jaw line was clear and beautiful, "I'll teach you."

As soon as the words fell, Song Yin stepped forward and put his fingertips on Lin Wen's collarbone, and gently slid it to the side. For no reason, Lin Wen felt a slight electric current that could not be ignored from the place where he was stroked straight to the hair. tips and fingertips.

Song Yin was like an experienced "comer", a few fleeting teases had already made Lin Wen blush, his eyes flickered and he dared not look directly at the person in front of him.

There are fine drops of water on the top of the head, which are extra fine and soft under the warm yellow light in the bathroom. They hit the body continuously, and every hair is covered with tiny drops of water. It feels like a damp velvet to the touch, which is very sensational .

Lin Wen was wrapped in Song Yin's arms. Song Yin was already taller than her, and at this moment, it seemed that he wanted to wrap her whole body up.The temperature gradually rises with the touch and friction of the skin.

"Okay." Song Yin let go of Lin Wen, breathing a little short of breath, "Come on." She took Lin Wen's hand and stretched it down her flat belly.

Lin Wen was so ashamed that he almost fainted.

Obviously...she wants to be "up", why does she always have the feeling that she is still "down"...and this feeling is stronger than before.

Song Yin's body, movements, eyes, and even the smell of the hair tips are like fragrant and deadly poppy poison to Lin Wen, and he can't help but indulge and sink here.

The fingertips touched a soft, delicate and smooth touch, which made Lin Wen get goosebumps all over his body, and his whole body was stiff, and he didn't dare to move it on his own.

Different from the clear and smooth "water", the feeling from the fingertips is a bit stagnant and sticky.With a slight push, it slid open along the slit.

Song Yin let out a very light muffled hum.

Lin Wen was afraid that he would hurt Song Yin, so he raised his head hastily, but bumped into Song Yin's black eyes that had been washed by heavy rain.

Suddenly, her back felt cold, and her drowsy head seemed to have been poured with cold water, and it was more than half awake in an instant.

"Are you Song Yin?"

The cramped, warm bathroom fell into a hopeless silence.

"Is this important?" Song Yin hooked the corner of his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, the cluster of lights that made Lin Wen fearful also went out.

Lin Wen let out a long sigh of relief.

Fingertips were forced to push into the warm and moist tunnel, Lin Wen raised his head in surprise, Song Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, his breathing was a little short, and his lower lip was bitten up by a third, making it look more plump and delicious.

Lin Wen felt a soft "collapse" from a string in his brain, and then his strong instinct stepped on his rationality and clamored to press down on her.

Almost without any skill or tenderness, relying only on the impulse in his nature, Lin Wen wantonly sucked and bit Song Yin's water chestnut lips, and at the same time, his hands began to "attack" quickly and strongly.

Song Yin's expression became very impatient, and she exhaled tremblingly from her nose, but she was still enduring it.

Lin Wen was suddenly very unhappy.

She spread her two fingers slightly, but her eyes were fixed on Song Yin's face without moving away.At this moment, Song Yin was sluggish for a moment, his pupils began to tremble violently, and then an uncontrollable moan escaped from his mouth.

Entering without any pity, the regular sound is both shameful and sweet.

Lin Wen leaned over and bit Song Yin's round shoulder lightly, exerting a little force, forcing her to raise her head and look directly at herself in the mirror.

She put her hand around Song Yin's chest, stroked the ugly flesh-pink scar, and said softly and slowly, "It's beautiful."

Song Yin's tears filled her cheeks almost instantly. She opened her eyes, her expression showed no trace of sadness, but the continuous stream of tears gurgled down from her eye sockets like a burst embankment, dripping down her delicate chin onto the sink .

Lin Wen turned his head and kissed Song Yin on the cheek, and hugged her even tighter:

"I love you and I will always be with you."

A crack appeared on Song Yin's expression, and his slightly swollen lips began to tremble slightly.She closed her eyes tightly, squeezed out two more lines of tears, and said in a low and hoarse voice, broken and disjointed: "I'm in so much pain..."

Chapter26

"Then...then I'll take it easy." Lin Wensong said with strength.

Song Yin was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head slightly, his opened eyes were red but extremely clear.

The big bed in Song Yin's house was very soft, and the fluffy pillows made Lin Wen feel unreal as if he was sinking infinitely.There was no light in the room, only the faint light of the humidifier was flickering.Lin Wen hugged Song Yin's waist tightly from behind, and put his head lightly on her neck. Song Yin didn't have a strong scent of perfume or skin care products, only the smell of clean clothes, slightly sunny smell.Different from the usual fragrance that Song Yin has carefully "matched" with, this smell is extraordinarily simple and pure, like a poached egg with its shell peeled off.

Maybe this is Song Yin's original taste.

Lin Wen was half dreaming and half awake thinking.

The fluffy head in his arms moved, and then there was a rustling sound. Lin Wen only felt that a heavy spherical plush pillow was stuffed on his chest, rubbed it with his hands in a daze for a while, and then fell into a deep sleep past.

Song Yin got up very early and woke up at 6 o'clock.

Trying to minimize the movement of turning over and getting out of bed, he scratched his unkempt hair and walked towards the living room.

The signal light on the mobile phone that was left on the dining table last night and will not be charged in the future is constantly flashing. Song Yin walked over to unlock the fingerprint lock, and after seeing the message that popped up with a somewhat distracted gaze, his whole body trembled. stiff.

The phone slipped from the palm of his hand and hit the dining table with a "bang" sound.Song Yin took two steps back uncontrollably, but when she clung to the chair indiscriminately to support her body, bursts of familiar yet unfamiliar dizziness enveloped her again, giving her the illusion that she was about to drown.

Arms, legs, and the whole body began to tremble slightly. Song Yin took a while to straighten up and walked towards the bedroom.

Lin Wen was still asleep, half of his face was buried in the snow-white pillow, his hair was messed up, and he looked defenseless.Song Yin gently touched Lin Wen's soft cheek with his hand, brushed away the messy hair on it, and put a light kiss on his lips.

Time to wake up.

……

Both legs were as heavy as lead, and Song Yin got into the car slowly, and after a moment of daze, he started to fasten his seat belt.

The black car started moving slowly, and Song Yin couldn't breathe due to the heavy air. She used her hand to click the button of the car radio, but found that her fingers were trembling and she couldn't press it accurately, so she punched it down in a fit of anger.

The sound of music flowed out slowly.

They were red high heels.

Song Yin drove the car mechanically, and this song was repeated over and over again.My mind was in chaos, I never heard a single note of the wonderful music, and my mind was full of the nightmare words: "Do you believe in fate?"

Do you believe in fate?

……

"Why did you come here, let's go." Song Yin's "boss" saw Song Yin get out of the car, hurried up to greet him, and couldn't help but pull Song Yin and walked in.

Song Yin didn't say a word.

After entering the elevator, the man directly pressed the number at the top, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Why can't you get through the phone? The boss couldn't find you and made a big fuss about it. Can you stop hurting others all the time?" suffer together with you?"

Song Yin kept his eyes down, and only after the man complained, he said lightly: "I won't do it next time, I'm sorry."

The man looked at Song Yin in surprise, and let out a long snort from his nose: "For you to be sensible, for a person like you, just do what you are supposed to do. I really don't understand why she would let you come out."

Song Yin didn't answer.

The elevator door opened, and what came into view was a long corridor. The carpet with red background and black border was spread all the way to the end of the corridor. It was clearly the 21st century, but there were still candles on both sides of the corridor for lighting, and the white candles were burning. The dripping oil congealed into ugly shapes on the copper candlesticks.

The man flinched, but Song Yin walked forward without fear.

"Go back." Song Yin turned to look at the man behind him and said, "I'll go alone."

The corridor is very long, and the soft carpet absorbs the sound of footsteps, and every step seems to be stepping on a cloud.

Song Yin stood still in front of the door at the end of the corridor, put his hand on the wooden door and buckled it.

"Please come in." It was a woman's voice, very mature and pleasant.

Song Yin pushed the door and entered, turned around and gently closed the door, lowered his head and took off the high heels on his feet, unexpectedly just knelt and sat down slowly.

"Song Yin, long time no see." The owner of the voice came over from not far away, the sound of high heels stepping on the ground was clear and sharp, "Let me report the situation."

"Yes." Song Yin raised his head, but his eyes were still downcast, "Lin Yelian has two daughters, but to be precise, she has only one heir, Lin Jiang. Lin Wen left home two years ago and is no longer under the influence. Lin Yelian's control."

"Then she is useless." The woman's voice was a little low, "Is there anything else?"

"……No."

"Snapped--"

In the next second, Song Yin was slapped and knocked down to the ground, followed by a severe pain in the lower abdomen, sharp and split, the pain was very familiar, and Song Yin knew it was the pointed toe of a high-heeled shoe.

"Do you still need to say these things? It's really becoming more and more like a waste."

"Are you being taken over by that useless second child of the Lin family, or..." The woman squatted down, reached out and grabbed Song Yin's hair and forced her to raise her head, "Are they sisters together?"

Song Yin closed his eyes in despair.

The woman was silent, she let go, and Song Yin fell heavily to the ground like a doll without a soul.

"Can it still be done?" The woman's voice was much calmer.

Song Yin straightened up expressionlessly, raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him, his black jade-like pupils were spotless, bright as stars: "I can't do it."