Heart Attack Guide [Sword Three]

(Continued from Chapter 28, the following content may cause psychological discomfort, high-energy warning first, it is too late to quit now)

"How do you keep the lights off?"

The world line seemed to be at a standstill for a second, Cen Hao unhurriedly hugged Lin Yan who was throwing himself into his arms, as if ignorant, asked: "What are you doing?"

His voice sounded lower than usual in the dark night, and every word hit the heart.

"Do, do..." No matter how straightforward she was, she couldn't say that word, she just gritted her teeth and said aggressively, "You took advantage of me in the morning, so I'm going to sleep with you so I won't suffer!"

"Okay, come to sleep."

That tone was as normal as saying yes to eating cabbage today.

Confused, she pulled his face closer and kissed him, because it was too dark to see clearly, and almost bumped into his straight nose.

It was not the first time to kiss, nor was it the first time to use her tongue, but it was the first time she took the initiative. The freshness brought by the first attempt made her feel hot all over. As soon as the long kiss ended, she immediately retreated from his embrace. Open, for fear of being discovered by him.

"Little Yan," he chuckled, "you can only do this?"

Be looked down upon!

Novels and comics have grown up since childhood, who knows how to drive!

She crawled back again, pinned his shoulders, and pushed him down on the bed, rubbing her body to the left and right.

Even through a layer of cotton T-shirt, he could still feel her soft and full breasts pressing against his ribs, and with a lift of his hand, he could caress her slender and smooth legs.

Turning off the lights is indeed the beauty of turning off the lights. Anyway, I have finished watching everything that should be seen in the morning.

And now she suddenly regretted it.

The guest room is not too far away, wouldn't it be too embarrassing for Zifeng to hear something.

She quickly straightened up, "Forget it, Master is next door, another day—"

He turned over and changed his position, pressed her all over, and lowered his head to speak in her ear: "Is it exciting to play hard to get?"

The scorching breath flowed all the way down the base of her ears, and she defended in a low voice: "No, I owe you first..."

His hands were already under the hem of her loose T-shirt.

"You!" His movement made her freeze.

"It's all like this, and you still owe it?" He hooked his fingers, and then went a little deeper, "You want to run after teasing? Huh?"

She was like a rock, not daring to move, letting him grope, then he lifted her waist and took off the little piece of fabric.

When it was over, the car drove to the curve of Qiu Mingshan and couldn't stop.

After a while of rustling clothes rubbing against each other, there was only the sound of breathing more and more heavily in the room, occasionally mixed with her short exclamation.

"Cen, Cen Hao." She came back to herself in the middle of the emotion, and felt something pressing against her, as if it could break through the line of defense at any time, and the sense of shame came from somewhere, so she moved up involuntarily, "To tell you the truth, I didn't even have my first kiss for a month. Isn't this progress too fast?"

It's as fast as sitting on a sky monkey, and it's going to heaven in no time.

As soon as she finished speaking, she secretly scolded herself for being hypocritical, and she still cares about these things after the first night, she is simply sick.

There was a smile in his voice, "First kiss?" He supported the bed with one hand, and rubbed her lower lip with the other, "You think I haven't done anything in three years?"

"Eh?"

"You fell asleep so many times in front of me. I have already charged interest for the first kiss. As for the principal, it will only be calculated after three years in arrears. I think it is too late."

He clasped her waist and stood up.

When he bumped in, she let out an "ah" and put her hand around his neck, "Wait a minute!"

Sudden braking is the most likely to cause accidents, but he still stabilized, buried his face in her neck to adjust his breathing, and asked soothingly, "What's wrong?"

"Don't move yet," she breathed loosely, panting thinly, "I'm in pain."

He took a small piece of skin on her neck and sucked it gently, and said slowly and clearly: "The more you do, the better."

"...Is it hard to answer this kind of words!"

"Hey, come up a little more and the pain will stop immediately."

In the process of rolling the sheets, she kept reminding herself not to make too much noise, so as not to really scare Zifeng under the same roof.

However, in the stillness of the night, every slight sound was like a drum, no matter it was the unbearable whisper, the sound of wet water, or even the violent heartbeat, she couldn't suppress or control any of them.

Desire does not mean love, but the combination of love and desire makes the feeling so strong.She clings to him tightly, sinking into endless waves of warmth.

After the passion had subsided, he had withdrawn, but still held her, running his hands up and down her bare back.

"It's all sweaty, don't touch it." She pushed him away in an ugly way, "I'm going to take a shower." As a result, she just got out of bed and knelt down as soon as she stood up.

Do · achieve · legs · soft · is · kind · what · experience · experience!

She recalled that she wrapped her legs around his waist the whole time just now, no wonder she was going to be useless now.

"I can't walk anymore!" She lay on the edge of the bed and yelled, "It's all your fault!"

He got off the bed and hugged her horizontally, with a rare laziness in his voice, "Let's wash together."

"...then don't turn on the lights."

"Heh, is there anything on you that I haven't seen?"

Walking to the bathroom in the dark, Lin Yan asked Cen Hao to put her down, and searched for the switch of the water heater from memory. The bathroom in the master bedroom is relatively spacious, so even if two people stand there, it won't look crowded.Even though they met naked, she didn't feel particularly embarrassed because of her blurred vision.

The hot water at a suitable temperature relieved fatigue and washed away the stickiness all over her body. She couldn't help sighing comfortably.

His voice pierced through the rushing water, and sounded in the darkness: "I am the one who moved, why are you more tired than me?"

She rolled her eyes, and blurted out, "It's a matter of posture." Thinking about how explicit the words were, she temporarily changed it to: "The posture you're using is wrong."

"Oh?" He smiled very lightly, "You know a lot."

"I just lack practical experience, and have a lot of theoretical knowledge. Who told me to be diligent and eager to learn."

He turns off the water heater.

"Hey, don't turn it off, I want to wash for a while."

"Wash after you're done."

"It's over." She protested dissatisfied, still ignorant of the fact that she had committed a fatal death.

He dragged her by the middle, found her lips precisely, and kissed her breathlessly before long. While she was dizzy, he picked her up and sat on the washstand. The artificial marble countertop touched her skin, It was so cold that her teeth chattered, almost popping out.

"What are you doing?" she asked warily.

"Correct the mistake and change the posture."

"what?"

The modal particle quickly changes from the second tone to the fourth tone.His hands passed over her body, rubbing gently and slowly, burning all her senses.

She wanted to avoid his tongue that was too present, and mumbled "No", but her whole body was as limp as a boneless one, she couldn't move, her hands rested on the marble, and she leaned back slightly.

After going on like this, I can no longer look directly at the washstand.

As if he heard her heart, he hugged her off the table.

It's okay, it's okay, the bathroom play is really... what the hell? !

He turned her over, pressed her hand to support the edge of the washstand, and the two bodies were close to each other, intimate, and she was sensitive to his intentions.

She was dumbfounded.She was shocked.She panicked.

"From the back, from the back?"

He bit her earlobe and blew, "Mingjiao has a bonus in output behind the scenes."

...It makes sense, but she was speechless, who the hell was Mingjiao who planned and designed it, she promised to kill him!

She was knocked forward and kept leaning forward. Occasionally she raised her face and saw the shadowy figures of the two of them in the mirror, unable to reveal half of the expressions on their faces.

"Cen Hao," she cried intermittently, almost unable to complete a sentence, "You, are you satisfied?"

"Very." He stopped all movements, pulled her up straight, hugged her from behind, and asked softly, "Did I scare you?"

"How could it be?" She shook her head and said shyly, "It's a bit cold standing here, can you go back to your room? I want to watch you."

Turning on the bedside lamp, the two of them rolled onto the bed again.

Under the warm yellow light, he was as handsome as before, with affectionate eyes, and his intoxicating eyes were always focused on her alone.

Three years less love, how can I pay him back.

Is one life enough?

She straddled his waist, leaned over, and asked with a smile, "Do you know the name of the Beyond song that Deng Ziqi sang?"

The corners of his lips curled up in a bewitching arc, and his hands pressed down on both sides of her waist.

"I don't like you, I love you."

The author has something to say:

I originally planned to post a side story after the main text is finished. Check the time, today is the first day of the May Day holiday, and the time of this side story is synchronized, so I just wrote it by hand.I already had a premonition that the pure baby might be frightened after it was released, and then it would be dropped from the collection.It's okay, the old author is fearless, and he will never repent. It will only make the cohabitation chapter more shameless if the following text enters the cohabitation chapter. If you feel psychologically uncomfortable after reading this episode, cancel the bookmark immediately. My Hong Kong is really (serious face.JPG)

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