Four hundred and sixtieth chapters share the same bed
At this moment, the situation in the room was very strange. Xu Junran leaned against the heating to keep warm, but Wang Xiaorou was lying in his bed.
Xu Junran is not a fool either. No one is afraid of the cold. Even a big man can't stand it, let alone Wang Xiaorou, a woman. It's clearly because she was worried that she was frozen, so she did this. At that moment, Xu Junran felt in her heart.
Some soft parts of the face were deeply touched.
Time passed minute by minute, and ten minutes passed. Xu Junran was about to talk to Wang Xiaorou when he heard her soft voice: "Junran, come here to sleep, it's very warm."
When Xu Junran raised his head, he saw Wang Xiaorou lifting the quilt and crawling out, and squirting into the quilt next to him.
Xu Junran nodded, said thank you in a low voice, and sat on the bed, took off his shoes, pulled the quilt and rolled in, a warm air suddenly came to his face, which was the warmth of Wang Xiaorou, and the warmth swept towards Xu Junran's body.
Come here, it is warm from head to toe, and there is a mature woman's scent. It is shallow, but it is fragrant. It smells so good that Xu Junran feels very comfortable. He can't help but put his head into the quilt and sucks a few more puffs.
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With his back to Xu Junran, Wang Xiaorou whispered: "That, I'm sleeping..."
Xu Junran nodded: "Good night..."
"Late...good night..."
Xu Junran did not fall asleep, but then the moonlight looked at Wang Xiaorou, but found that her body was trembling slightly, as if she was trembling. Then Xu Junran immediately understood that Wang Xiaorou said just now that there was only a quilt in the room, and now she covered it.
It was clearly the same quilt that was already damp. The quilt was very damp, and it was covered in winter. Even a man couldn't stand it, let alone Wang Xiaorou was still a woman.
Thinking of this, Xu Junran quickly spoke, "Sister Rou, I'll cover this quilt."
Wang Xiaorou's voice came: "I'm not cold, it's okay, you go to bed."
Xu Junran rolled his eyes helplessly. You were just shivering and still screaming. If this woman becomes serious, it would be really troublesome.
Sighing, Xu Junran whispered: "You are like this, aren't you cold? Do you think I'm a fool?"
When Wang Xiaorou heard Xu Junran say this, her body trembled slightly, and still whispered: "It's really nothing. It'll be fine in a while. I'm used to suffering in the countryside."
Xu Junran refused: "What are you saying? I, a big man, can't let you suffer and enjoy my happiness. If I catch a cold and get sick, who will I become? No, why don't you cover me with a quilt? Or
, You can be with me!"
With a word, Xu Junran noticed his grammatical disease and suddenly blushed. What he didn't know was that Wang Xiaorou also blushed after hearing his words.
Neither of them spoke, and they could last for a minute if they just persisted. Xu Junran gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up. What should I do?"
Wang Xiaorou looked back at Xu Junran and whispered: "That. I'm really not cold!"
"Ahem." Xu Junran lifted his quilt: "Choose one quickly, give me a quilt or come in to sleep?"
In Wang Xiaorou's heart, Xu Junran is not only his friend, but also his benefactor of his whole family. He can have this today because of the young man in front of him. Of course, Wang Xiaorou is reluctant to let Xu Junran sleep on this trendy quilt, and her cheeks are blushing.
After pondering for a long time, she bit her lower lip, bit her teeth and pulled the quilt open and came out, lowered her head, and bit her lips tightly, slowly moved towards the quilt that Xu Junran had opened to her, five centimeters, ten centimeters, twenty
Centimeter, finally got in.
Although Xu Junran didn't say anything at this time, he was also blushing and his heart was beating. Finally, he waited until Wang Xiaorou moved in, and quickly covered her cleanly and wrapped her tightly.
"Is it still cold?" Xu Junran asked Wang Xiaorou softly.
"Good... much better." Wang Xiaorou's voice was not loud and she replied softly.
The bed was not big and the quilt was narrow. The two of them were almost pressed together. Wang Xiaorou was very hard, curled up with her back, motionless.
Xu Junran could not see the expression in front of her at this time. He put his hand on his chest and tried not to touch her. His mouth was vaguely pressed against Wang Xiaorou's long hair on the back of his head, and the fragrance of shampoo floated around. This position was too difficult to take.
Oh, it's really a difficult job to keep from touching her at such a close distance. Xu Junran was tired after just sticking to a point of more than one point. He had never practiced martial arts, so how could he keep such a difficult movement without moving?
I simply don’t care about that much, and I relax my body and do whatever I like.
He put his arm down and put it on Wang Xiaorou's back. His legs loosened. He suddenly touched Wang Xiaorou's legs. This intimate contact made Wang Xiaorou's body seem to have been electrocuted, and he moved slightly.
The head drooped lower.
Although Xu Junran has two lifetimes of experience in officialdom, he has never been very strong in matters between men and women. In other words, since he was reborn, Xu Junran has gone from the beginning to the beginning of resentment to the current situation of love.
The soft touch on his hand immediately touched the string in his heart, and he became impulsive. He stretched out his hand and wrapped it around her waist, hugged her, Xu Junran stood up from the quilt, lowered his head and used it.
He slowly twisted Wang Xiaorou's head with one hand, making her face facing her, "...Sister Rou."
Wang Xiaorou felt Xu Junran's movements, but she did not dare to look directly at Xu Junran. Her eyes couldn't help but look at other places, as if she was escaping from something.
Xu Junran lowered his head and kissed her without saying a word, but unexpectedly, Wang Xiaorou's head tilted slightly, and Xu Junran kissed her forehead all at once.
At this time, Xu Junran no longer wanted to control anything. The impulse and the stimulation of alcohol in his brain gave him a desperate need to be released. He held Wang Xiaorou's head in both hands, and Xu Junran kissed her lips in one mouthful.
Wang Xiaorou kept hiding and whispered in her mouth: "Um...Junran...Well, don't..."
Xu Junran didn't care so much, but just kept kissing her, as if kissing a rare treasure.
For Xu Junran, doing it is doing it. A man is a real man. Since God wants to live again, he should not leave any regrets. He should be happy in life and have no regrets when facing the woman he likes.
Then Xu Junran felt that there was nothing extraordinary in his life.
Looking down at Wang Xiaorou, Xu Junran said something softly to make Wang Xiaorou tremble.