The body of a newly-menstrual woman exudes the fragrance of a girl
Those two pale pink flowers, against the backdrop of snow-white skin, look like unripe cherries, easily arousing people's desire to lick and pick them...
Qin Qiaotian couldn't help being stunned. He paused for a long time before looking away awkwardly. He swallowed with difficulty and tried his best to eliminate the charming picture from his mind.
"Don't you want me?" She looked up, looking innocent and aggrieved.
"Nangong You..." He murmured her name. It was unclear whether it was an instinctive impulse or an emotional basis. Qin Qiaotian leaned down in the next second, took her red lips in his mouth, and at the same time covered her with his big palm.
Soft on one side and knead it carefully
"Hmm... um..." She muttered vaguely, twisting her body under him, sticking her whole body to him, and gently rubbing her slender calves on his thighs.
Tenderness suddenly turns to wildness
The movements of his hands were involuntary, and his slender fingertips occasionally picked up the cherry that had turned bright red, and from time to time he leaned over and lightly swirled it with the tip of his tongue, making Nangong You completely intoxicated, and Yiyi could not utter a complete sentence.
She took the initiative to unbutton his shirt and remove his belt. Her soft little hands also moved around his body, but when she touched the hardness under his body, his movements stopped suddenly--
"Huh?" She was too confused to react.
Qin Qiaotian took a deep breath, suddenly retracted his hand, hurriedly pulled the quilt aside, and covered her who was already in a mess - God, what did he do? What did he almost do just now?
She's drunk!
But he is awake!
If he failed in his duty after drinking the first time, then he will definitely be worse than a beast this time!
He turned his back to her for a long time, then slowly turned his head over - the woman who was deeply buried in the bed curtains had already fallen into a hazy sleep. After such a fuss just now, she calmed down and huddled under the quilt, motionless.
"Alas..." Qin Qiaotian sighed. He probably sighed more today than he did in a year.
"You know..." Qin Qiaotian seemed to be talking to himself as he stroked the messy hair on her forehead with his fingertips, "You are really similar to her, but you are really different from her..."
Similar appearance, but completely different souls
He sat by her bed for a long time, raised his arm, and tried several times, but finally did not lift her quilt to disturb her, but left her room silently and thoughtfully closed the door for her.
There must always be someone among them who remains rational! Right?
The living room was eerily quiet. Qin Qiaotian took a deep breath and planned to pack his things and go upstairs, but when he caught a glimpse of his computer, he couldn't help but paused - this computer... had been tampered with!