A good late-night snack

Author: Holding Hairpin Star

A good late-night snack

Ti Zhen turned up her skirt and sat down. Zhou Yishui wiped his nose and was getting impatient when Gao Qi trotted over on the road.

"Madam sent someone to bring a message to ask if the gift you prepared for Aunt Cui is ready. She asked you to find it quickly without any delay."

Zhou Yishui stood up as if he had found a savior, patting his clothes and scratching his head, "Okay, I'm going to West Street to have a look. I have to pack the best gift for my aunt. Let's have this wine for the welcome banquet. Hey, why am I doing this?

Your family works hard!"

Ti Zhen glanced sideways at him. Sometimes this person had hair on his mouth, and sometimes he had no hair. He was not sure whether he would say some inappropriate words to trick her. After all, she was teased several times in school when she was young.

No one has stopped.

Turning her head to look again, it turned out that Wen Yu's expression was different from before, and she was even more restrained in her heart. God knows what kind of wind Zhou Yishui blew at him, which made everyone stunned.

So she asked him gently, "What's wrong?"

He smiled slightly, raised his head with one hand, and held the moon in his palm, "Look, it's the end of the month, it's already the last quarter of the moon."

She followed and looked at it. The waning moon was like a bow, incomplete but still in place. It was not necessarily a tragic scene. "When people appreciate the residual lotus, they can also leave behind the poetic meaning of 'Leave the residual lotus to listen to the sound of the rain'. In other words,

, this waning moon is also quite beautiful.”

She said it was beautiful, so he thought it was beautiful too. Looking at her pretty profile, the light seemed to cast a golden light on her.

He stared at her, trying to carve this face into his mind, "Ti Zhen..."

She snorted and looked at him with blinded eyes, waiting for his next words.

He said: "I am so lucky to meet you."

Somewhat unable to cope, Ti Zhen was a little confused with shame. It turned out that she was very good at talking, but at this moment she was a little speechless and didn't know how to respond.

She smelled the clear aroma of wine, and maybe he must be drunk, very drunk, so she asked him, "Did Zhou Yishui give you wine and make you drink too much?"

He shook his head, looked at her seriously, and smiled with spring in his eyes, "Actually, everyone gets drunk even if they are not drunk. The moonlight tonight is so beautiful."

The sky was most beautiful when the clouds were gathering and the moon was bright. She realized it and touched his lips, "You are beautiful too."

He took her wrist, supported her back, and pulled her into his arms. The distance was very close. He could touch her temples when he turned his face. She was pulled up so that her clothes were loose, slightly revealing her white collarbone.

, set off with a pair of charming eyes, is an extremely sultry beauty that makes people's blood rush.

Ti Zhen did not stop his intimacy. Instead, she slowly hooked up to his neck and stayed close to him as soft as a bone. "You won't have sex after drinking...do bad things to me, right?"

Wen Yu reached out to comb her loose hair and tidied it behind her ears bit by bit, "I won't force you to do something you don't like."

"What if...I do?"

She put her hands on his shoulders, pushed him back on the mat, and clamped her legs around her waist, almost half-pressing him under her.

He looked at her in astonishment. She raised her white hand to squeeze a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp. She leaned forward and lay down, touching him with the tip of her nose. Their breath was rich in wine, and their lips touched each other unconsciously.

, gradually deepened, like dew coming out of a long drought, so full that it almost drowned him.

The fire in his heart was stoked by her, and he kissed her again and again, intertwining with her soft lips, running along his slender jaw to his neck, but he felt that it was still not enough.

He turned over and covered her up, kissed the corner of her lips and her earlobes, kissing her until she was breathless. After all, although she was brave, she was still an inexperienced girl. She couldn't stand such ambiguous teasing, and her face turned red like

It looks like a cherry, and cannot be made red by a glass of wine.

Such a night, so beautiful and pathos, can make people drown.

It seemed that the situation was about to collapse, and he was a little out of control. After all, he was doing this kind of thing with the person he loved, and if he didn't wake up, his bottom line would be broken.

His hands lingered around her waistband, and he seemed a little hesitant, but he restrained himself, propped up his arms and kissed her forehead, "Let's stop like this, I can't stand it anymore."

She was immersed in the languid feelings of spring, when he suddenly woke her up with a word.

When he opened his eyes, his forehead hair was blurry and wet from endurance.

She touched his hanging black hair and entangled it between her fingers, "Don't you want to be happy with me?"

These words were so explicit that even the most obtuse person would know what she was planning.

Wen Yu blushed, turned his head away, and tried his best to calm down.

"Although the relationship between husband and wife is true, after all, your father has not nodded. No matter how you explain this matter, there is always a way, but you cannot use this method. It will not be good for your father and daughter's relationship."

Only then did she realize that he was afraid that she would cause trouble, so he kept doing nothing but cooking a bowl of raw rice to settle the matter. But she really didn't expect to do this. Instead, he nudged her and she understood.

He hurriedly arranged his clothes and saw her looking disappointed, feeling guilty and distressed. If he had known better, he shouldn't be greedy for this moment of pleasure, "Don't worry, I will think of a way. There is only one thing, you must not

At the expense of hurting yourself.”

"You are so thoughtful, I don't even know what to do."

As he said that, he slowly climbed up to his shoulders, blowing hot breath on his ears, "Actually, I didn't think much about it. I just wanted to be intimate with you. Don't you want that?"

With Nuan Yu and Wen Xiang by his side, who wouldn't be excited and impulsive, but reason told him that he couldn't fail at this step.

"I want it, but after all, I am a few years older than you. If you don't understand the truth, I have to think about it for you."

He smiled, touched her head, and laughed, "It's not a good time today, and this place is not good either."

She understood, raised her body and chased after him, kissing her cheeks like falling jade beads, "Then let's go to the house."

Wen Yu swallowed, feeling a little impatient. His heart was as hot as a quenched iron block. She began to entangle him again, and her unrelenting feeling was gradually breaking down his defense.

"Isn't it good?" She looked disappointed, frowning in the crook of his hand.

For some reason, he suddenly wanted to laugh. This daring girl was like a bandit leader, kicking her nose in the face, teasing him as a good man, and she would not give up until she achieved her goal. But because he was worried that this situation would happen, he did it twice.

Feeling deeply helpless.

He pursed his lips subconsciously, thought for a moment, poured a glass of wine to her mouth, and said in a relaxed tone, "Let's have a glass of wine to warm up first."

After one cup, he coaxed her to drink a second cup and a third cup. After a few cups, she finally became confused and leaned softly on his shoulder.

He smiled as if he had succeeded, stretched out his hands to grab the woman's legs, picked her up like a child, and left the Dongyue Pavilion.

Wenxiu watched them come out, blushing as she followed them, and led them back to the room to rest. There was no light in the room, and the moonlight outside the window shone through the curtains to the bed, giving off a faint layer of snow, like the severe frost in winter.

He put her on the mattress, fanned her with a ball fan, and said warmly behind him: "Remember to cook some hangover soup. She drank too much tonight, and she will have a headache tomorrow."

Wenxiu agreed to his words, and now that the explanation was clear, he felt relieved, "Have a good sleep, eat some food when you wake up, and everything will be fine tomorrow."

Seeing that the person was very sweet, he stood up easily, stretched his hands and feet and went out of the house. Looking at the bright starry sky, he also made up his mind.

The car is over and it's back to business.
Chapter completed!