Beauty is destined

"Bang-"

He pressed his hands on the table behind her, squeezing her into a small space, his eyes fluctuated, and his voice was hoarse: "Qiu Zai is too much, sometimes I really want to crush Qiu Zai!" ..."

Her hands were as white as magnolia flowers, quietly curled up on his chest, and her icy blue eyes stared with a smile, "Why? Is it possible that A-Dun's heart is no longer toward me?"

Her palm was pressed against his heart, feeling his powerful heartbeat beating against her palm, making her palm a little numb.

"Ah—" he replied lazily, leaned over, and the long purple hair that fell from his cheeks slid across her skin, "That's because Qiu Zi, you are so naughty."

He folded his arms and hugged her tightly. His body was big, tall and strong. When he was pressed down, he was like a hill, pressing her hard against the desk.

However, even though the man on her body showed such terrifying coercion, Qiu Nai did not rush. With a lift of her calf, she gently rubbed against his leg, such a light force, such a soft touch, just where she had touched Like sparks starting a prairie fire, no matter how hard you can resist that burning tingling sensation.

"A-Dun..." She smiled at him slowly, "If you were obedient, it wouldn't be me, and you wouldn't be able to meet me either."

He puffed his cheeks in anger, lowered his head and bit her neck fiercely, his teeth finely ground the skin of the neck, but no matter how crazy he was, he didn't dare to really hurt her, he could only suck her deeply like sucking jelly. Sipping deeply and shallowly.

Qiu Nai let out a small exclamation, but this kind of exclamation of refusal and welcome is the most unbearable.

His brows and eyes were hidden in the shadows, and he looked like a great demon king, who raised his head and carefully looked at the prey under his claws.

There were only various cakes on his face table. Her skin was softer and more tender than a cake embryo with eggs. A little effort left a red mark. She lay lazily on the face table, her fair skin The skin rubbed against the table, it was more beautiful than kneaded dough.

She is the dough in the sun, kneading under his hands, the softer the softer, the softer the softer, the wet eyes made his flesh ooze a trace of sweat, she looked at him softly, silver The strands of hair stuck to her wet neck, and she was so eager to rub herself into the dough, she exhaled lightly, as if she had spit out all the soul in her body, and rubbed her cheek against the face, The whole person was like melted butter, sticking to his hands, and sweetened into his heart.

"Squeaky" noodle table, sweet smell, delicious "cake"...

"Hey--"

He fell powerlessly on top of her, but she kicked his ass with her own feet, "I want to eat cream cake."

He lowered his head to look, and gave an oh, with a slightly excited and uncertain expression, he straightened her head, "Do you really want it?"

He touched his own cream, but she gave him a stare.

"I'm talking about your cake."

His face turned red suddenly, he pursed his lips, and said stubbornly: "But I don't want to eat."

I don't know why, but he just doesn't want her to be involved with those previous feelings.

However, Qiu Nai showed a sly smile, "You can make an agreement."

Atsushi Ziyuan suddenly had a trace of regret, he straightened up, but watched her stretch her soft arms and rubbed against the breakup cake, and then the whole person suddenly pounced on it, rolling in the cake, white cream, orange red Jam was all over her skin.

She lay on the desk and looked up at him, so sweet and delicious.

He pursed his lips vigorously, but he was so hungry and wanted to eat...

He cautiously stretched out his paws, but she slapped them away.

"Aden, do you want to eat?"

He pursed his lips, "Yes!"

"Then you can slap yourself in the face."

He rolled into the delicious creamy jam on her body, and spread joy to his gluttonous feast.

——What does it matter, there is no such thing as delicious food when you slap your face.

In the dark cake shop, there was only a small light on in the cake room, like the only lighthouse on the sea in the dark night, and the light shining into her eyes was like a floating light on the sea.

Qiu Nai obediently sat on the desk, and Atsushi Ziyuan carefully dressed her up like a doll, but he himself was naked on the upper body, and the pants on the lower body were also open and hung loosely on his crotch. On his sweaty skin, it seemed to have been painted with a layer of shiny oil, every inch of his muscles was shining, the broad chest, the undulating chest muscles, the vigorous abdominal muscles that rise and fall with breathing, and If you want the beautiful and attractive arc of the murloc line, it is a beautiful and young girl, full of vitality and endless enthusiasm.

She had seen him playing basketball before, but she felt that today he used more strength on her body than on basketball. At this moment, Atsushi Ziyuan was squatting beside her to put on shoes for her, but wearing clothes, He picked up her feet and licked her calf.

Qiu Nai snorted softly, and stroked his smooth and slippery back with her palm, the smooth and radiant skin made her almost unable to hold it.

"What are you doing?" Her voice was slightly hoarse, but it was charming enough to make a man proud.

Atsushi Ziyuan murmured in a low voice: "Could it be that you have become a cake?"

Qiu Nai half-closed her eyes, and her fingers grabbed the little tail behind his head, "Well, I'm a cake master, and I'm here to eat up cake makers like you."

He raised his head, the broken hair fell in front of his eyes, the purple in his eyes was deep, like the hearts of violets, his voice was deep, with a kind of laziness that tickled people's hearts: "Although Qiu Zai is so bad, I still like Qiu Zai. "

He held her waist with both hands, got up and kissed her.

His kisses are like eating, treating her like popsicles, delicious sticks and potato chips, sucking, sucking, licking...

Her mouth hurt after the kiss.

But he was like a giant koala, wrapping his arms around her waist, buried his head in her arms, and refused to let go no matter what.

"Are we boyfriend and girlfriend now?"

She wrapped her fingers around his hair, and said with a smile: "Yes, so A-Dun will let me go."

He snorted twice, and suddenly said: "Is it because Chi Zai is gone that you think of me?"

Her hand accidentally pulled off a few strands of his hair. He just frowned and didn't say anything. A pair of violet eyes looked at her eagerly.

Qiu Nai chuckled, hooked his chin, and licked the corner of his lips with the tip of her tongue, "Well... there is some cream on here, A-Dun is really sweet..."

Her kiss and the temperature of her skin made his mind so confused that he forgot what he wanted to ask.

Qiu Nai pushed him away, stroked her hair and walked towards the door, but Atsushi Murasakihara shuffled behind her.

"Oh, by the way," she stood at the door, looked back and smiled, "Don't you have any discomfort in your body?"

He blinked, obviously he was a big devil, but the look in his eyes was pure, "I don't know... I just feel more tired than playing ten basketball games, and I don't know where there is something empty in my body."

Qiu Nai narrowed her eyes contentedly, "Replenish your kidneys well, if you can't satisfy me, don't talk about it for a long time," she rolled her eyes, "Don't you think so, A-Dun?"

He considered her words over and over several times, but he didn't find anything wrong.

Qiu Nai hummed a ditty and walked out of the cake shop. Under the neon lights at night, her face exuded a white luster, which could be said to be radiant.

Instead of going back to Akashi's house, she commissioned a moving company to move out her belongings, and she lived in a high-end apartment by herself.

When she woke up the next morning, she suddenly remembered the gift that Akashi had mentioned, so she was going to have a look, but the weather was not good, and it started raining halfway, so she found a nearby convenience store and bought a transparent umbrella.

Autumn is coming to an end, and the air is getting cooler every day.

She was wearing a red windbreaker, and her red high-heeled shoes knocked on the ground. She put one hand in her pocket and held the umbrella in the other. The big raindrops hit the transparent umbrella with a muffled sound, and the rainwater flowed down the tip of the umbrella. Flowing down, like strips of silver wire, it became a silver birdcage, binding her inside.

She didn't come to ride a horse today, and she didn't change into convenient clothes. On the way, she kept thinking about what Akashi would give her, could it be a horse?After all, she was asked to go to the racetrack to get it, but she never thought that the gift he was talking about was actually a living person, and it was her ex-husband—Kego Atobe.

At that time, his back was straight, holding a black umbrella and standing outside the fence of the racetrack waiting for her, as if she had agreed to a repeat of the day Akashi proposed.

He was wearing a black windbreaker and a black suit inside. The windbreaker was slightly open, and his hands were in the pockets of the suit trousers, which gave him a touch of sexiness of a mature man.

Keigo Atobe is starting to mature...

"How will you be here?"

Atobe Keigo raised the umbrella, looked at the foggy sky, and said in a low voice, "Of course I came to see a silly girl."

Akina Fujiwara let out a snort, looking very dissatisfied with what he said, but he lifted his foot and walked over. His clean leather shoes stepped into the stagnant water and splashed a little. He walked up to her and stood in front of her. Certainly.

Qiu Nai frowned, and said maliciously on purpose: "What are you doing!"

Just as he finished speaking, his slender fingers penetrated into her hair, pressed her head violently, and pushed her head into his embrace.

Familiar taste, familiar touch, her nose was sore, and she said sullenly: "Hey, you hurt me."

But he didn't move, "Cry if you want, no one will see it, and don't worry about how to go back, I'm here, I won't go."

Her eyes were also sore, as if a lemon had been rubbed on them.

unacceptable.

The transparent umbrella is like a white flower that has been hit by rain, suddenly tilted and fell to the ground.

Her fingers curled up on his chest, her shoulders trembled slightly, her pain was crying without making a sound, but it broke my heart.

Although there was no one here, she refused to cry loudly, because her father didn't like to hear crying since she was a child, even if she cried, she couldn't make a sound, but she was still young and couldn't help it. Her mother blocked her mouth with a towel for fear of offending her father. Gradually, she couldn't even let go of crying. Her crying was so pitiful, like a helpless child without a home.

Atobe Keigo held the umbrella in one hand, and ran down her hair with the other. He stopped suddenly when he was halfway through the hair. He calmly pushed back the hair by her ear, and a hickey was on her neck. On the face, the hickey was so deep and so gorgeous, but he acted as if nothing had happened, and rearranged her hair.

He lowered his head and rubbed the top of her head with his chin, his eyes were as deep as the starry sky.

"It's all useless for Akashi Seijuro. You are not wrong at all. From now on, you can do whatever you like, and you don't have to be patient for others."

He is willing to spoil her all his life, even if she is not his wife now, he still regards her as his sweetheart.