rose with snow

It's not difficult to simply tie the bouquet, but when you think about the specific requirements...

With a little guilty conscience, Song Yingshi followed Huai Xu into the room.

She was thinking about things to herself, and didn't notice that the navigation had already reached her destination, so Huai Xu took a step and she followed.

Huai Xu stopped suddenly, and she also stood behind him.

Huai Xu turned around and stuffed an orange into her hand:

"Go and play, peel it off and put it there, I'll eat it later."

The tone is like coaxing a child, full of patience and a little smile.

"..."

Song Yingshi threw the oranges on the table, and seeing Huaixu opened the suitcase and began to put things away, she glanced at the countdown to the task with less than 2 hours left.

Saying that you are in a hurry is not in a hurry, Song Yingshi felt a little hard to describe.

Strictly speaking, it's not about the anxiety and spurring when the task time is approaching, but the strange feeling of finally doing something that I already knew would happen.

Constantly simulate the scene in my mind, speculate on possible situations, overthrow and start again.

She pretended to be calm, so no one could see her true emotions.Nervous and anticipating.

Huai Xu became the eye of the room, and every move made the air swirl.

Song Yingshi simply took back the orange and peeled it to divert her attention.

It's just that the scent of oranges on her hands is hard to stop her thoughts. She moved away from Huai Xu's body out of the corner of her eye, and fell back again in less than a minute, and went back and forth three times.

Huai Xu put the clothes into the closet, next to them were Song Yingshi's clothes, and when they were put side by side, there was no intimacy. Huai Xu took a closer look, and a sentence came from behind:

"Rang, get the clothes."

Huai Xu stepped aside as he said.

Song Yingshi's nightgown was easy to find, she hugged the nightgown and rummaged through the accessories drawer in the closet for a while, and picked up a very familiar white headband.

During the training camp, she used this hair band to cover Song Yingshi's eyes.

Huai Xu held the hair tie at the tail end:

"What are you doing with this?"

Song Yingshi took a look:

"Use it later."

As Song Ying said, she let go of her hand, but the hair tie remained in Huai Xu's hand instead.

Huai Xu raised his eyebrows and looked at the other party inquiringly.

Song Yingshi didn't seem to notice it, she turned around and went to the bathroom, and after a while there was intermittent sound of water.

Before Huai Xu finished tidying up, she casually put the hair tie on Song Yingshi's bedside table.

After Huaixu finished washing, blow-drying and combing her still-heated hair, she turned her head and saw Song Ying was covering the camera.

Huai Xu looked at her with a smile: "Aren't you afraid of being heard?"

The relationship between the two has just been clarified during the post-holiday holiday.At this time, there are trainees and camera white towers everywhere, as if there are many more eyes watching them, especially when they are alone, some things are even more difficult to restrain.

Even if you don't do anything, it's hard to guard against leaking secrets in just a few words.

Hearing this, Song Yingshi really raised her hand to unplug the power, and turned her head to look at Huaixu with deep eyes.

Huai Xu was puzzled: "What?"

Song Yingshi shook her head.

Huai Xu has been acting more and more quietly lately, it was the first time she saw Huai Xu digging a hole for herself, not to mention, it was really cool.

Song Yingshi was inexplicably relaxed, and she became more and more confident about the next thing.

After solving the camera, Song Yingshi turned to turn off the lights, leaving only two small overhead lights by the bed.

The wine-red nightgown fluttered and fell as she walked, and the soft and smooth silk satin was undoubtedly revealed. She was like wearing layers of flowing red wine, intoxicating in the dark night.

Song Yingshi was so attractive, Huaixu put down her comb, put her hand on the table and got up, suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Huaixu changed direction on her toes, and walked over to open the door instead.

"what's up?"

"..."

In front of the door, Xing Huan blinked, looked over Huai Xu to see half of the bedroom was dark, and when Song Ying was wearing a nightgown, she suddenly felt that she shouldn't be here.

It turns out that they are the only singles who are still in high spirits, and they are already going to bed with nightlife!

The embarrassment of adults is on their feet and not on their faces. Xinghuan put on a fox face and said solemnly and quickly:

"Tomorrow the business will start at 6:[-] and I'll say good night to you."

After finishing speaking, Xinghuan took the initiative to close the door, and walked to the next door with a dull head.

As a considerate teammate, she consciously rolled.

inside the door.

Huai Xu looked at the closed door and laughed, her back felt warm, her hands came from behind her, her eyes went dark, and she was covered with some cool cloth.

She suddenly remembered the hair tie.

Song Yingshi silently rubbed her chin against her shoulder, Huai Xu smiled lowly, raised her hands gropingly to rub her hair, and turned her face to smell the fragrance of her hair.

Huai Xu murmured: "What do you want to do?"

Song Yingshi didn't speak, a long and narrow shadow filled her collarbone.

The lamp was on at the bedside, and they lingered together in the darkness, like fluffy moths entangled in a tangle, tending toward the light and heading for the lamp.

Huaixu tripped and fell onto the bed. Before she got up, Song Yingshi jumped on her.

She let go of her hand, the hair band hung loosely on the bridge of Huai Xu's nose, and the two ends were scattered around her ears and in her hair.Song Yingshi took advantage of the trend and brushed her long hair.

At this time, she knelt on both sides of Huai Xu's body.

Song Yingshi didn't notice that her nightgown was rolled up, revealing her plump, white and greasy thighs.

Under her, Huai Xu let her hair tie cover her eyes, and in the dim light, she lowered her eyes and glimpsed the spring light from the gap.

At a glance, the white glaze flows like gold.

Huai Xu's eyes gradually darkened, she stretched out her hand, and was held by Song Yingshi halfway.

Song Yingshi counted her fingers slowly, condescendingly:

"Let you touch it?"

She raised her chin, her gorgeous face was full of aggressiveness, and the corners of her wine red skirt swayed in layers of enchanting waves.

Huai Xu was just doing what she wanted, but her mouth became parched after seeing it. She squinted her eyes slightly, and sat up with strength from her waist. Halfway through, she was pushed back by Song Yingshi's pocket head.

Like offsetting two springs, one advances and the other retreats.

The lights flickered.

Huai Xu whispered, "How can it be?"

Song Yingshi was breathless when she asked her, and with some malicious thoughts, this hand-binding did not wrong Huai Xu, it was simply a precautionary measure.

"Tonight, no."

After finishing speaking, she grabbed Huaixu and stretched out her hand, and then pressed the other hand on the pillow above Huaixu's head. Finally, she lowered her head, picked up Huaixu's chest hairband, and moved with it.

The end of the hair band slipped over Huai Xu's body, along the long neck and chin, and was bitten by another lip.

Song Yingshi glanced at Huai Xu, Huai Xu loosened her teeth, and the hair band was free again. It wiped the bridge of the nose, eyelashes and forehead, and fell to Huai Xu's wrist like a feather.

Although she is in a lower position, Huai Xu's eyes have always been ambitious, and when she watched Song Ying blooming recklessly, she secretly planned how to get her wish fulfilled tonight.

It wasn't until the hairband fell into her hand that Song Yingshi's intentions first appeared, her eyes opened slightly, and the eyes poured out unexpectedly.

Looking at each other, Song Yingshi smiled at her, and the next second, Huai Xu's wrists were tightly bound together.

Huai Xu struggled, but the hair tie did not loosen at all. She narrowed her eyes and said with a smile:

"What do you want to do?"

"It's not the first time I'm pulling you to do something stupid, didn't you know it earlier?"

Song Yingshi answered quite calmly and generously, and even asked rhetorically.

With a strange expression on his face, Huaixu said slowly:

"So, when will you tell me why?"

Song Yingshi didn't answer, just said: "Are you going to confess so soon?"

Huai Xu smiled: "Don't you want me to ask?"

If she didn't want to, she wouldn't have asked so arrogantly just now.

Song Yingshi was dumb for a moment, and muttered: "Forget it."

Huai Xu replied quickly: "Why forget it?"

After answering a few questions, Song Yingshi felt that Huai Xu was a bit annoying, so how could she concentrate on her task?

Song Yingshi simply straddled her, grabbed her collar and blurted out:

"We've only been together for a few days, and the girlfriend hasn't entered the body yet, so we need to be honest with each other? It's not necessary."

In the silence, Huai Xu looked up at her, with warm light reflected in her eyes, she repeated:

"girlfriend."

"..."

Song Yingshi said viciously:

"Why are you calling me?"

Huai Xu smiled sincerely, she seemed to recall it, that kind of expression made Song Ying's face hot when she saw it.Huai Xu moved her hands and shouted again:

"Girlfriend, untie it, I want to complete the prerequisites for soul honesty."

Her tone was calm, her eyes were full of scorching anxiety and gnawing waves.After finishing speaking, he even bent his slender legs and pushed it up.

Song Yingshi was unstable and almost fell on top of her.

Now Song Yingshi is even more thankful that she tied Huaixu. Thinking of her admitting that a commercial cp could make Huaixu lose control, Huaixu must be thinking...

Song Yingshi stopped thinking about it and reached out to turn off the last two lights.

The night fell in an instant, and in an instant, Song Yingshi seemed to be able to hear the roar of the tide.

She sat down:

"be honest."

In the darkness, there was the sound of Huaixu breathing in under pressure, and a warning:

"Song Ying, you should be more honest."

"Your waist isn't that bad, is it? It's nothing."

honest?What's the point of being honest if you decide to do it?The lights were turned off, the people were tied up, Song Yingshi had no worries, she completely let go of her shame, and said one after another:

"Just lie down and enjoy, let me do it."

Huai Xu sneered, obviously, based on past experience, she didn't think Song Yingshi had any abilities at all.

"You're only good at talking." You'll be hard-pressed in no time.

"Have you experienced it?"

"..."

Song Ying said it smoothly, but felt that this sentence was too sentimental after she finished speaking.She simply shut up and buried herself in her work.

There are only two specific requirements for the task. After polishing with Jinjiang brushwork, one is to stick with Huaixu, and the other is to rub it by the way.

Song Yingshi started to move.

After his eyes got used to the night, Huai Xu could gradually see Song Yingshi's shadow clearly.

Her body stretched, and after a while, the soft wine red silk flowed down to the waist of the bosom, swaying gently.

A hand fell lightly on Huai Xu's shoulder like a feather, lifting her thin shoulder straps.

She is like a flower that has been stripped of its pedicle. The petals have lost both support and restraint. At midnight, they are like snow-white soft double-petalled peonies blooming in layers, enchanting and holy.

There happened to be a red rose in the same ampule with her, taller than her, hanging down enthusiastically, the petals clinging tightly to her, kissing her softly from time to time, refusing to leave for a long time.

Like a red candle melting and dripping onto the white peony, it is red, smooth, moist and hot.

Set two people on fire.