Floating like a dream, live up to your first love

As soon as she stretched out her hand, Hua Qiangu realized that she was only wearing underwear. She let out a small "ah" in shock, and immediately retracted her hand under the quilt, pulling the quilt to the top of her head.

Burying her face in the quilt, she asked in a muffled voice, "Where are my clothes?"

Bai Zihua also felt quite embarrassed, and explained: "Your original clothes are covered with blood, I'll go get you a new set." Turning around, he was about to get her clothes.

"Wait," Hua Qiangu poked out half of his head quietly, revealing a pair of eyes blinking, although he found it difficult to say, he still asked, "Who took off my clothes?"

"It's Yunying." There was a flash of injury in his eyes, Bai Zihua paused, and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Gu, we are husband and wife."

As if aware of his displeasure, Hua Qiangu pursed her lips, "Wait...wait a minute, I'm not in a hurry to get up." Reaching out to grab the corner of his clothes, with dodgy eyes, she whispered, "I'm cold. "

"Cold?" Bai Zihua was slightly surprised, and looked out the window. Although it was winter, the climate in south of the Five Ridges was always mild, otherwise the fairy world would not have chosen to camp here.

She bit the bullet and nodded, "Well, it's cold..." She was desperately thinking about what to do between husband and wife.

Bai Zihua waved his sleeves to increase the temperature in the room, "Is it better?"

"It's still cold." She moved her body slightly into the couch and whispered, "Master, come and lie with me for a while and you won't be cold."

Bai Zihua couldn't help laughing, it turned out that she had this idea, so she was wrapped in a quilt, took off her shoes, and lay down carefully beside her.

The bed was only used for him to meditate on weekdays, Hua Qiangu lay on it alone and it didn't feel narrow, but Bai Zihua lay on it again, it looked smaller, which forced him to turn sideways to face her.

Facing her, facing her shy and timid eyes, Bai Zihua asked softly, "Is it better?"

Seeing his hands neatly placed by his side, Hua Qiangu was not happy, she wrapped herself in the quilt and rubbed against him, and said softly, "Master, hug."

Bai Zihua smiled, and stretched out his hands to hug her, when he suddenly remembered that he had hugged another woman with his hands, he immediately retracted, his eyes darkened a bit.

Hua Qiangu grabbed his arm, put it on her waist, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "We are married, you said it yourself, I am your wife."

Gently hugging her with the quilt in his arms, he said in a low voice: "But, we haven't worshiped yet." He buried his face in her hair and took a deep breath, the long-lost breath made him feel heartbroken. Swaying, the arms became tighter and tighter.

Does she know how much he misses her?

Rubbing his chin affectionately with her temples, Hua Qiangu chuckled lightly: "You are my husband, who dares to say otherwise?"

Slightly pulling some distance away from her, Bai Zihua shook his head, "We're not a real couple yet."

"Why? Because there is no worship?" She waved her hand indifferently, "Master, I don't care."

Because of waving his hands, the quilt slipped from her body to her neck, revealing her small and fair shoulders, Bai Zihua's eyes darkened, "Because we haven't done what we do between husband and wife." .

"A matter between husband and wife? What is a husband and wife..." She got up subconsciously, causing Bai Zihua to hurriedly pull the corner of the quilt for her to prevent the spring from leaking out.

"Lie down!" I don't know whether it was suppressed for too long or the room was too hot, but from the moment he lay next to her, Bai Zihua felt his mouth dry and his body getting hotter and hotter. Under the tension, his voice unconsciously raised his voice. several tones.

Being pressed on the couch by him, Hua Qiangu said aggrievedly: "You are fierce to me."

He closed his eyes and tried his best to suppress the crazily growing desire in his heart. He said in a hoarse voice, "Isn't it cold? Just lie down when it's cold." He suddenly regretted why he listened to her and lay down and went straight to fetch her Isn't there nothing to do without clothes?

Wrapped by him like a silkworm chrysalis, she nestled obediently in the blanket, Hua Qiangu let out an "oh", and lay down quietly for a while, then became dishonest again, rolling her eyeballs, seeing the sweat oozing from his forehead , then reached out and wiped it for him.

While wiping, he wondered, "Is it really that hot?"

Stiffening his body and letting her fingers touch his forehead, Bai Zihua could only feel a fire burning in his lower abdomen...

After groping on his forehead for a while, Hua Qiangu found that the master was sweating more and more, even his cheeks began to turn red, and his breathing seemed not quite right...

Master, it is really hot...

Seeing that he kept his eyelids tightly closed, she rolled her eyes, suddenly leaned over her face, pressed her lips on his forehead, tapped lightly, and immediately retracted into bed.

Bai Zihua's mind exploded, his closed eyes suddenly opened, he turned over, and pinned her under him.

Looking at him timidly, she stammered, "Master...Master..." She saw flames jumping in his eyes.

After staring at her for a moment, Bai Zihua suddenly lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, lips and teeth intertwined.

He desperately wanted to suppress the crazily growing desire in his heart. He didn't want the two of them to be too close when they met. He was afraid of scaring her, but she provoked him again and again. Did she know that her unintentional For example, how tempting is it for him?

Sucking her soft lips, sticking out the tip of her tongue, carefully tracing the corners of her lips, and then going deeper, entwining her tongue tip...

Her taste, he thought about it for too long, read it for too long...

Hua Qiangu couldn't help moaning, and wrapped her arms around his neck, deepening the contact between the two. She finally knew why he was so hot...

Before she knew it, the quilt on her body had slipped aside, and what her palm touched was the woman's warm and smooth skin.

The slender fingers slid down along the shoulder, inch by inch, and held her palm.

Because of holding the sword all the year round, her palms became thin and hard calluses, soft and delicate no longer, fingertips moved slightly, silver shimmered slightly, and a pair of jade bracelets were put on Hua Qiangu's wrists.

She became curious, avoiding his lips and tongue, panting: "What...what?" She raised her hand to take a look, but he held her down, covering her lips and teeth.

Gradually, he couldn't just be content with talking to each other. What he did to her 200 years ago just jumped into his mind. Follow through.

"Stop...stop!" She dodged his entanglement, turned her head sideways, and frowned and shouted, "There is something on you that bothers me."

Bai Zihua turned a deaf ear, lightly bit her earlobe, all the way down, lightly pecked at her thin neck, her collarbone.

It has been three years, and she has really grown up. A girl is different from an adult woman. The woman's figure has already taken shape, and her slim figure is close to him. Even through layers of clothes, he can still feel her softness. skin.

She pulled her hands from under him vigorously and put them on his chest. She asked, "Master, is this a matter between husband and wife?" Treated myself that way.

Raising his eyes from her chest, Bai Zihua nodded, and said in a hoarse voice: "This is a matter between husband and wife, Xiaogu, are you afraid?"

Hua Qiangu was taken aback, "Wait, wait...um...you haven't..." She still hasn't figured out what to do.

Waiting for him to wait, waiting for her to let go of her knot, waiting for her to accept him wholeheartedly, but he can't wait, waiting for too long, waiting to lose her time and time again.

He waited for her to wake up, and gave her a grand wedding, but he was afraid. He got married twice, divorced once, and farewell once. He was really afraid! He couldn't wait any longer!

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