When I woke up my girlfriend was gone

The guitar strings plucked the last syllable, and the resident female singer on the small stage also sang her last song. No one really cared about such a background music that didn't resonate. There were only sparse applause around.

No one noticed what an ambiguous drama was going on in this dimly lit no-man's corner.

Zuo Yin got up and pressed towards the woman, a huge shadow enveloped the woman's head.

The thin lip stained with a little wine was caught off guard on the woman's lips.

Soft and close.

The girl's thin lips have not been picked by anyone, even though they look so cold on the surface, the petals are still soft and full of warmth.

It doesn't matter whether Zuo Yin is self-taught or she is very talented, she just put her hands on the back of the low chair, lowered her body and kissed the woman's lips lightly.

The woman's eyes were full of surprise.

She was imprisoned on this high stool by Zuo Yin in this way, her thin back had nowhere to hide and she could only lean on Zuo Yin's arm supporting the back of the chair, cramped and nervous like a helpless little girl forced to a tree. cat.

"...Hmm." Finally, the woman found the space where Zuo Yin was panting lightly, pushed her shoulder lightly, and separated her face from her lips. The thin shoulders shrugged up and down, and every breath Throwing up in a panic.

I don't know if it's really because of the strong alcohol, but Zuo Yin still curled his lips into a smile, and while stroking the woman's back, he whispered in her ear: "Sister, what does it taste like?" Sample?"

The woman turned her head away, the dim environment deprived her of sight and amplified her sense of touch.The girl's cool fingers landed on the butterfly bone behind her, which made people feel surprisingly comfortable.

Zuo Yin could clearly see the woman's expression of relaxation slowly, and the bones under her palms also slowly stretched out.The bad roots hidden deep in Zuo Yin's heart and nurtured by Zuo Lan climbed out of its buds.

"Huh?" Zuo Yin intentionally leaned close to her ear and snorted again in a nasal voice.

Without exception, the warm breath that spewed out from Zuo Yin's lips landed on the woman's ears and neck.The woman pinched her neck slightly, and the secret wrapped in alcohol was churning in the woman's heart.

She looked up at the young girl looking down at her.

Because of the kiss, Zuo Yin's face was very close, and her eyes could only hold the girl's thin and sparkling lips.Under the thin skin of the lips, there is some cherry pink from the inside out, shining brightly like a tempting fruit to pick.

Zuo Yin saw a flash of light in her eyes that made him difficult to understand, and then the tight eyebrows seemed to have let go of most of their defenses, and suddenly stretched out in the darkness, showing a few more charms in the charm. gentle.

The woman raised her slender long arms, hooked Zuo Yin's neck, lowered her body slightly, and softly commented in her ear: "It's not that good."

The same inferiority.

Zuo Yin was successfully aroused by the woman's desire to conquer, she raised her hand and sent the woman into her arms, and asked back: "Really?"

Before the woman could answer, the faded lips were printed on the woman's lips again.

Gentle and close, Zuo Yin's lips brushed against the woman's cheek, and reminded her with a smile: "Sister, you need to open your mouth when kissing."

Obviously women look bigger than Zuo Yin, but they don't even understand this most basic skill.

The alcohol magnified the hot air from Zuo Yin, and penetrated into the woman's ear canal, making her fair little face turn red.

She half leaned on Zuo Yin's arms in embarrassment, and let out a voice from her lips with difficulty: "...um."

What a great answer.

Seeing the appearance of the person in his arms, Zuo Yin raised the corners of his lips slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes and eyebrows.

She lightly lifted Zuo Yin's face, and it was much gentler than the messy kiss just now, and it was printed on the woman's lips, prying her lips and teeth apart, invading this gentle land.

In fact, Zuo Yin's kissing skills are not very good, maybe it was too ambiguous this night, which gave them countless rights to tolerate each other.

They embraced each other, explored each other, turned greed into tenderness little by little, and yearned for each other's sweetness.

Gradually, women also began to try to possess and explore like Zuo Yin, and Zuo Yin also handed over the initiative to women, allowing herself to be wrapped in her gentleness and softness.

She felt as if she had fallen into the clouds, and her whole body was about to be melted away by the kiss of the woman in front of her.

Amidst the rising ambiguity in this corner, a few people's conversations sounded not far away, and they got closer and closer, and finally nailed to the booth not far away.

Zuoyin frowned, and the kiss was a little inattentive, the man's voice was too rough, and the bragging voice reminded her of that uncle Zhang who butchered a pig on the next street, it was really a sight to behold.

The woman clearly sensed Zuo Yin's distraction, and the hand that was walking behind her shoulder stopped dissatisfied.

She slightly parted their lingering lips, leaned close to Zuo Yin's ear and said two words: "Hotel?"

Obscure, yet bright and obvious.

Zuo Yin felt that she might be too indulgent, but the alcohol wrapped in desire had already invaded her brain, broke the string of reason, and pushed her to nod.

Beauty Invitation.

How can you not be moved?

The night sky is dotted with a few lonely stars, the downstairs of the hotel is still brightly lit and noisy, but the hotel room is also a different kind of madness.

The warm yellow light falls on the pure white and soft bed, and the woman is still wearing her pure black long dress. The parts of the fabric that cannot be scrutinized are as white as stagnant, with a little pink tenderness.

Zuo Yin lightly lifted the thin straps on the shoulders of the person in front of him, and with a light tug, the long, straight black hair hung down on the shoulders softly, dignified and reserved and decadent allure intertwined.

"You can still regret it." The woman narrowed her eyes slightly, lowered her body like a hunter, looking at the person trapped in the mattress.

Zuo Yin pursed her lips and smiled, stretched out her hand to lift the woman's long hair hanging down.With slightly cool fingers brushing against her warm pinna, Zuo Yin said: "Sister, don't regret it."

She is the hunter.

Zuoyin used sporadic kisses to invade Xuebai in front of her eyes, leaving a mark that only belonged to her, and then used soft fingertips to run through the slender hair, clumsily comforting the trembling in her arms.

Exhausting everything she knew in her mind, trying her best to please the person in front of her.

But Zuo Yin was still young after all, the woman couldn't bear it and softly hissed in Zuo Yin's ear.

Zuo Yin paused for a while, ready to receive the dissatisfied punishment from the other party, but when she raised her head, she got a softer kiss from the woman.

She stretched out her hand to hold Zuo Yin's hanging hand, interlocking her slender jade-like fingers, and said softly and patiently: "Be gentle."

There has never been a person who can make Zuo Yin feel so gentle.

The woman caressed Zuo Yin's hand, wrapping her tenderly from the most hidden place, letting her melt in her arms little by little.

"...Mmm." Zuo Yin clasped the wing-like thin butterfly bone on the woman's back, and let out a hot mouthful of hot air from her lips.

A woman's jade-like hands penetrated into her short hair, and the butterfly flapped only half of its wings to fly in it.

She gently twisted Zuo Yin's earlobe, and whispered in her ear: "Don't bear it, don't bear it..."

Zuo Yin stared at the unknown painting on the wall in a daze, being bewitched and seduced by the gentle voice over and over again, and finally let go of her suppressed nerves.

Undercurrents surged up in the bottom of the sea, and the waves beat, bringing her joy and making her addicted.

Let her conquer, and let her surrender willingly.

"Sister..." Zuo Yin brushed aside the woman's sweat-soaked long hair, stroked the half butterfly on her finger, and whispered in her ear.

The woman lay wearily in Zuo Yin's arms, turned her head and touched her lips actively, "...huh?"

Zuo Yin just laughed, lifted the hand that was being pillowed by the woman, and sent her under his body again.

It's been a long night, and the hour and minute hands of the clock hanging on the wall have just met.

They are all willing to hug each other and drown in this gentle spring sea.

next day

The sun fell into this messy bedroom with the scorching heat of the noon, the girl's pale cheeks sank into the soft pillow, and the thick and messy eyelashes like a weed hung down like a fan.

Alcohol makes people wanton, and the two will fall asleep until the sky is brightened.

Zuo Yin was gently awakened by the light from the window facing him, and before he opened his eyes, he felt soreness coming from all directions of his body.She raised her sore arms and rubbed her temples, which were throbbing violently due to the alcohol rush, and the few strands of bristling hair on the top of her head diluted the aggressiveness on her face, making it look like someone was alone The little girl sleeping in the hotel.

"Good afternoon."

Zuo Yin wanted to be a qualified lover, so he stretched out his hand lazily and considerately to greet the woman who was tortured by him last night.

then……

There's no after that.

Zuo Yin's slightly raised lips froze instantly, and something unbelievable happened to her.

The room was quiet, and her hands were empty.

The woman is gone.