Even in a dream, the feeling of pain falling into the bone marrow is still so clear.
In the blur, Fu Qinglu only felt a cold feeling coming from his cheeks, and the coldness made his consciousness come back to his senses for a short time.
He tried hard to open his eyes. In the dim light, Fu Qinglu saw a figure lying on himself, and the coldness on his face turned out to be... her tears.
Fu Qinglu couldn't see who she was at all, but he instinctively shouted, "Bai Xiaoyu..."
Bai Xiaoyu lay on Fu Qingxiu. She opened her eyes, tears fell from her eyes and dripped on his face. Her red lips opened lightly. She said with a whimpering voice, "Fu Qingxiu..."
Both of them woke up from the nightmare, but they did not wake up.
The room was filled with the fragrance of starfish flowers. It was hard to tell whether it was rich or fragrant. In short, it made people fall into psychedelics and intoxicated.
Bai Xiaoyu put his hands on Fu Qingqi's shoulders and cried, "Why should I treat me like this..."
Bai Xiaoyu couldn't see clearly the expression in Fu Qingqi's eyes, and only heard his low voice that was almost choked, "Are you still alive?"
Bai Xiaoyu said, "You want me to die..."
Before Bai Xiaoyu could finish her words, Fu Qingqi suddenly raised her arm, pulled down her head, and kissed her lips.
Bai Xiaoyu was trembling all over, Fu Qingqiu suddenly became fierce, and there was a salty sensation between his lips and teeth. I don’t know if it was his tears or hers.
Desire and desire are like throwing a match into a gasoline barrel and bombarding in an instant.
Fu Qinglu pressed Bai Xiaoyu's back with one hand, and covered her back with the other hand, rubbing her up and down.
Bai Xiaoyu hugged Fu Qingqi's neck tightly and cooperated with his movements.
Maybe it is because you are desperate to the end that you can indulge yourself to the end.
Two people who are also trapped in a terrifying dream and are also heartbroken, hugging each other, warming each other with their body temperature, rubbing each other's bodies, and using the craziest actions to prove that the other party is still alive.
It seems that only pleasure can make people blend together, but they don’t know that the most desperate sorrow is often even more unforgettable.
Fu Qinglu thought Bai Xiaoyu was resurrected from the dead, Bai Xiaoyu thought Fu Qinglu had not deceived her and could start everything over again.
The two of them were entangled under the white quilt. Bai Xiaoyu's hand slid down along Fu Qingqi's waist, and then came to the firm place between his thighs... holding it.
Fu Qingqiu groaned and couldn't help but pinch Bai Xiaoyu's buttocks.
Bai Xiaoyu raised her head slightly, her lips pressed against his thin lips, her voice hoarse, but full of seductiveness, "Do you love me?"
like……
Fu Qinglu's brain was in chaos, with his thin lips slightly open, and he didn't make a sound.
Bai Xiaoyu held his lower hand and tightened it. Fu Qingqiu was not prepared and snorted like this.
Bai Xiaoyu lowered her head and pecked on his lips, but she hid away when he wanted to kiss him back.
With his red lips lightly opened, Bai Xiaoyu asked again, "Do you love me?"
Fu Qinglu's consciousness is not clear, but his body's reaction is real.
Frowning, he stuck Bai Xiaoyu's waist and said in a low voice, "I want you..."
Bai Xiaoyu curled the corners of her lips, but the expression on her face could not be said to be happy or sad.
Fu Qingqiu felt a chill on his cheeks, and then something slipped along his cheeks, which were Bai Xiaoyu's tears.
He heard Bai Xiaoyu's voice and said stubbornly and stubbornly, "Do you love me?"
Fu Qinglu frowned even deeper, love... or not... he doesn't know, really doesn't know.
Bai Xiaoyu didn't wait for a response for a long time. She slowly let go of her hand holding his lower body and supported her arm against his chest.
Forget it, he doesn't love her.
Bai Xiaoyu wanted to turn over from Fu Qingxiu, but the moment she raised her legs, Fu Qingxi pressed her waist down.
"where did you go?"
Fu Qinglu's voice was filled with a hint of imperceptible anxiety.
Bai Xiaoyu felt heartbroken, and her red lips opened slightly and whispered, "Go to where I should go."
Fu Qingxiao said in a deep voice, "Where should you go?"
Bai Xiaoyu said, "Go to a place without you."
My heart hurts so much. After all, she is not someone who is needed...
Fu Qinglu's heart suddenly felt aching, and what was confused in her mind was the appearance of a knife hilt stuck in her body.
He didn't want to lose her again.
The thinned lips opened, and Fu Qingqiu lowered to the point of almost talking to himself and said, "Don't...Don't leave me..."
Bai Xiaoyu heard it strangely, maybe this is destined.
In the darkness, she looked at Fu Qingqiu and cried, "Do you love me?"
Fu Qingxi's Adam's apple moved slightly, nodded and said, "Love..."
Bai Xiaoyu smiled, even though her face was full of tears, she was still smiling.
Fu Qingqiu reached out his hand and touched Bai Xiaoyu's face, wiped away the tears from her face. He held her face downwards, and then kissed her eyes.
Bai Xiaoyu also kissed Fu Qingxiu.
As he kissed, desire broke through again. Fu Qingqi dragged Bai Xiaoyu's slender waist. Bai Xiaoyu also lifted it up. Fu Qingqi's scepter aimed at Bai Xiaoyu's legs. In this way, he slowed down.
Slowly, slowly, enter.
"kindness……"
It feels extremely comfortable but extremely nervous.
Fu Qinglu was tense all over. Before he could completely sink into it, he even held his breath.
Bai Xiaoyu, who was sitting on Fu Qinglu, was most afraid of this kind of torment of not entering or entering. She grabbed the quilt, gritted her teeth, and sat down by herself.
After completely immersed in, Fu Qingqi and Bai Xiaoyu both breathed a sigh of relief.
Fu Qinglu raised her waist slightly, and the close joint between the two immediately felt a keen touch of ten times a hundred times. Bai Xiaoyu was afraid of this feeling, so she leaned on Fu Qinglu.
Fu Qingqi hugged her and worked hard.
Bai Xiaoyu looked for Fu Qinglu's lips in the dark, and then kissed her.
The most intimate friction between the body, every move, is the peak of pleasure and pain.
Bai Xiaoyu tightened her legs and clamped Fu Qing's waist. Fu Qing's pushing her up hard, as if she loved her as much as she was.
Bai Xiaoyu's face was covered in sweat, but she didn't care at all. She only knew to cling to the man beneath her. He loved her, that's all.
The other two were sweating profusely in less than twenty minutes in the position of the woman on the upper and lower men.
Fu Qingqi slowed down a little, Bai Xiaoyu leaned on him and said breathlessly, "Are you tired?"
Fu Qingqi touched Bai Xiaoyu, kissed her red lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "I really want to die on you."
After saying that, he pressed Bai Xiaoyu under him with force.
The quilt sticks to Fu Qinglu's back. Fu Qinglu lifts it a little, then folds Bai Xiaoyu's legs and continues what he hasn't done just now.
I have to say that since ancient times, there has been a certain saying for men and women.
Fu Qingxiu felt that this was much easier to use than before.
Bai Xiaoyu was pushed straight toward the bed by Fu Qinglu. She tightly clamped the sheet under her body. Apart from the crystal sweat, her beautiful face was filled with a distorted expression.
When a person is suppressed to the extreme, only indulges in can he get short-term pleasure.
Fu Qingqi and Bai Xiaoyu didn't know that they were already in a nightmare, but they knew clearly what they needed now, at this moment.