There is no doubt that this is Gu Yun's most satisfying meal in the past month.

The unique delicious taste, accompanied by the delicate polishing of the beautiful girl chef, makes every dish Gu Yun's favorite taste.

Coupled with the relaxing and comfortable environment at home, and being surrounded by gentle love and eyes throughout the meal, I couldn't be happier.

Gu Yun ate slowly and enjoyed it.

It wasn't until he finished eating all the white rice in the bowl that he stood up with satisfaction and threw Hua Shiyuan and his own bowl into the dishwasher.

Sometimes, lazy people are the key to promoting social progress and liberating productivity.

Gu Yun solved the most annoying housework in three strokes, five divided by two, walked to the living room and sat next to Hua Shiyuan.

The midsummer night sky in Jiangcheng is beautiful. From the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, you can directly see the stars in the sky.

The cook is only a small part of Hua Shiyuan's character. After eating and drinking, she hung the floral apron back on the hanger and put on a relatively homely pink camisole, and a pair of shorts of the same color.

Revealing a large area of ​​fair and tender skin.

The senior sister was sitting deep in the sofa with her legs crossed, her two crystal-clear little feet pressed under her thighs, and they would move from time to time.

"You've watched Wulin Gaiden so many times, aren't you tired of it?"

Gu Yun hugged Hua Shiyuan into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her cheek.

"It's not boring. I don't know why. I've watched it many times, but I still find it funny every time I watch it."

Hua Shiyuan leaned into Gu Yun's arms, changed her cross-legged posture to her legs together, and her two little feet rested naturally on the armrest of the sofa.

Not only Hua Shiyuan is like this, but Zhong Leyi and Wen Ju are also like this.

They also have their own favorite TV series, which they can even call their favorites. They can watch them over and over again during meals or during their free time. The content of each episode, the lines and even what the actors will say next are almost familiar to them by heart.

This kind of complex may not be described as exclusive, it just likes it, just like liking the torrential rain after the thunder in the sultry summer. No matter how irritable the mood is, it calms down all of a sudden. It has become a habit like eating and breathing, and it is indispensable.

It's a relive when you're happy, a relief when you're depressed, and a companion when you're lonely. Its accompaniment is like the nagging of family members, familiar and relevant.

Gu Yun watched an entire episode of the TV series quietly with Hua Shiyuan. During this period, he fed his senior sister a lot of cut fruits and massaged her shoulders that were tense from cooking.

"How are you? Are you comfortable?"

At the end of the episode of Wulin Gaiden, Gu Yun finally found the opportunity to ask.

"Uh huh huh..."

Hua Shiyuan narrowed her eyes, showing an expression of great enjoyment, and hummed in response like a small animal.

After the TV series ended, there was no third party to devour attention, and Gu Yun's hand movements gradually began to fly.

He pressed from the shoulders to the back, then from the back to the collarbone, and then pushed down along Hua Shiyuan's smooth skin.

The small pink sling could not completely cover the girl's beautiful curves. Under Gu Yun's massage, Hua Shiyuan's originally clear eyes couldn't help but have a strange color.

“My legs are a little sore after walking so far.”

Unknowingly, Gu Yun's upper body massage stopped. Without a pair of warm hands roaming around her body, Hua Shiyuan always felt empty in her heart.

She turned her head and winked at Gu Yun, indicating that her legs also needed service.

"Then lie down and I'll help you press it from behind."

Gu Yun smiled and helped his senior sister up from the sofa and straightened the sofa cushions.

Hua Shiyuan leaned forward on her own, her long and tight legs folded together obediently.

The masseur did not rush to make any move. He picked up the TV remote control from the coffee table, turned off the sound of the TV, took out his mobile phone and connected it to the Bluetooth speaker that had been left at home for a long time, and played a relatively soothing music.

"What's so cold?"

Hua Shiyuan folded her arms early and rested her chin on her forearm to wait for service, but was surprised by the strange touch in Gu Yun's palm.

She couldn't help but raise her head, only to find that Gu Yun was holding a bottle of rose essential oil and pouring it into her waist from top to bottom.

"Where did you get this kind of thing..."

Hua Shiyuan's pretty face turned red and she immediately buried her head back, embarrassed to meet Gu Yun's eyes.

Gu Yun put his hands on Hua Shiyuan's waist, gently pushed the essential oil along the veins of the skin, and made circular motions to fully relax the senior sister's muscles.

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"The top local specialties brought back from Southeast Asia are not available to ordinary people."

Gu Yun smiled and replied that there were not many things worth bringing back from the local area, and this essential oil was just one of them.

Panpuri, established in 2003, is Thailand's top essential oil brand and the first brand of royal Thai essential oils.

The word "panpuri" comes from Thai, "panna" means wisdom, and "puri" means palace and holy place.

Therefore, Panpuri products have taken a luxurious route from the beginning, using natural Southeast Asian plants as raw materials to brew a unique aroma.

As time passed by, Hua Shiyuan's cheeks became redder and redder, and more and more of her skin took on a healthier color under the massage.

When the resonance in the girl's nasal cavity turned into an extremely obvious signal, Gu Yun knew that it was time.

Sex and food are both the most fundamental needs of human beings, but the former is slightly more advanced than the latter.

In the 1970s, for the first time in human history, more people died from obesity than from hunger.

Until now, in mainstream countries, there are almost very few people who do not have enough to eat.

However, the number of people who can be fully satisfied by the former is still far from enough, the conditions it faces are more complex, and it is more closely entangled with human society.

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Cooking has gradually become an art, and the ingredients have begun to be unique, from exquisite presentation to the environment of bamboo forests and streams, all of which have become part of the diet.

The same goes for desire.

When you are no longer satisfied with yourself, you want a woman.

But when monotonous desires become boring, people want to seek more stimulation; when the level gradually increases, love no longer exists to satisfy physical needs, just as cooking no longer exists to satisfy appetite.

People who work nine to five can also taste higher-level food after saving money for a period of time.

But the other kind of resource is different. When most people can't even have enough food and clothing in this aspect, only a few people can taste it in a way that is close to art.

Like all art, it requires inspiration and precipitation.

If you want to complete a good work, both of them are indispensable.

Gu Yun picked up Hua Shiyuan, who was all weak, and stroked her waist.

The essential oils from Southeast Asia have good effects, making the girl's already flawless skin smoother and more tender. The curve of Hua Shi's round waist slopes down like a valley, and there is a charming firmness between the tentacles.

"Hate......"

This is no longer a massage process.

Hua Shiyuan did not stop Gu Yun's movements. She whispered in Gu Yun's ear with a slightly hazy voice and brushed her fingers on his chin.

Gu Yun held her waist and pulled her close, giving her a long kiss.

Hua Shi's round eyes were slightly closed, and her hand slipped into the hair on the back of his head.

How long has it been since you were held in the arms of your lover like this?

How long has it been since you were kissed by him?

Hua Shiyuan never counted, she only felt that everything was too far away, and the days when Gu Yun was not around were always particularly difficult.

When Gu Yun hugged her tightly, the girl had already turned into a puddle of soft and boneless autumn water.

She stretched her body and mind, and her sweet voice echoed in the room unscrupulously.

.......

The area of ​​​​the sofa is far smaller than the nearly two-meter large bed in the master bedroom, but neither Gu Yun nor Hua Shiyuan has the intention to change places to hug.

They didn't want to be separated for a minute.

Spring is limited, seize the day and night.

Hua Shiyuan put her head against Gu Yun's chest and panted heavily. It took a long time to recover from the blankness.

But she didn't get up and go to the bathroom to rinse. Instead, she looked up at Gu Yun with a smile on her lips.

"Bang...bang...bang..."

The girl pressed her cheek close to hers and said quietly.

Gu Yun caressed her sweaty back with his hand aimlessly: "What did you say?"

"Your heart is beating loudly..."

Hua Shiyuan murmured again.

Gu Yun smiled, then raised his head to kiss her.

"Do you know what I want to do most right now?"

Hua Shiyuan broke away from Gu Yun's kiss, as if she wanted to continue listening to his heartbeat.

"..."
To be continued...