To The Lovely You

   The once familiar body bloomed in front of his eyes, like a rose that had bloomed alone for a long time, waiting for the long-lost sunshine and rain.

  Tang Yu's hand trembled slightly and stopped at the last button. His brain seemed to explode, even if he didn't want to admit it, but he knew that if it continued like this, he would definitely be unable to control it.

   At this moment, Lan Xi'er, who was lying on the bed, murmured, and stretched out a soft hand to gently hold his hand.

  Ice water only temporarily cooled her body, and Tang Yu's cold hand gave her another cool and refreshing feeling, which made her want more.

  So, she held his hand tightly, pulled it down, and pressed it against her hot cheek: "Well, it's so comfortable."

   Her red lips opened slightly, and the soft lips caressed Tang Yu's palm inadvertently, making his whole body tense.

   "Xi'er...don't do this!" He wanted to withdraw his hand, but Lan Xi'er turned over and pressed his hand between the pillows on his cheeks.

   In the next second, Tang Yu heard a popping sound in his mind, and it was the last few traces of his sanity that were also broken at the same time...

   When he came back to his senses, his thin lips had unconsciously pressed against her hot lips, looking for the touch and breath that had once fascinated him.

  The cold lips and tongues brushed between Lan Xier's hot lips and teeth, she couldn't help hugging his shoulders, greedily trying to get more coolness from him.

   Feeling her initiative and desire, Tang Yu finally couldn't control the emotions that he had suppressed for a long time, and turned over and pressed her under him. The powerful palm unhesitatingly untied the last button that had not been undone before, and then tore off the light-textured dress on her body and threw it on the carpet.

   He used to be very familiar with every line on her body. Now, his hands seem to carry memories, igniting flames one after another in the places that once made him linger.

  Lan Xi'er has a very strange feeling, obviously he brought her a cold touch, but why did she make her body even hotter in the end...

   "Xier...I want...will you hate me..." Tang Yu murmured softly as he untied the last barrier on their bodies.

   His kiss slowly descended down her **** and delicate collarbone, and finally came to her cock, biting recklessly.

   "Hmm..." Lan Xi'er only thought she was in a dream, clinging to his cold body instinctively, and responding in a daze.

   She couldn't remember what happened later. She only remembered that there was a man's voice growling and groaning in her ear, and finally turned into a lingering and sad whisper: "Xi'er, shall we start over?"

   He is also a **** who used to linger in love. The moment Jin entered her body, he realized that she had been in her for many years, not...

   So when he saw Alex with a man in the bar, it was definitely not his fault, nor was he wrong. But...he doesn't like women at all.

  But, why did Xier do this to herself and marry such a man?