For some reason, I saw the smile on Lin Huayin's face. Although it did not take off, some parts that had obviously become larger gradually softened. Like a powerful spell of great mercy and compassion, it instantly emptied the body of lust. Some are just heavy tenderness originating from the internal organs.
He smeared shower gel on his palms and bathed Lin Huayin with an impeccable look in his eyes. Unexpectedly, the latter did not refuse, even if it covered her proud plumpness, even if it wiped her round and straight buttocks. She endured it with a gentle expression. Maybe not enjoying it, but definitely not rejecting it.
After washing and rinsing, Xiao Zheng stretched out his arms and picked up the naked Lin Huayin. He strode back to the bedroom and lay down on his bed.
Covering the quilt, Xiao Zheng lay flat on his bed. Although this was the only time the two of them lay naked on the same bed and felt each other's warmth, Xiao Zheng did not make any irregular movements or dishonest thoughts.
He just stared at the ceiling silently, with a peaceful smile on his lips. He has a pure and stoic face, yearning for Plato's appearance as a gentleman. Unspeakably holy.
A long silence, a long silence. Lin Huayin, who was still not tired, suddenly turned over, her eyes sparkling, but there was a little care on her face that maybe every woman has appeared at one time or will keep for the rest of her life: "Who do you think I am? "
This is a question.
A question about the phenomenon of Xiao Zheng changing from big to small if his appearance is ordinary, very ordinary.
Who is this person
"No one thought about it." Xiao Zheng understood and instantly understood Lin Huayin's intention. But he turned over slightly and met Lin Huayin's eyes again. There was a little narrowness in his eyes, but they were by no means bad.
"Really?" The questioning look in Lin Huayin's eyes did not diminish at all.
She is a woman and has met many men.
She believes that every man's aesthetic taste is strange, but no matter how strange it is, beauty is a man's eternal pursuit.
At this point, the rational Lin Huayin would not desire Xiao Zheng's preferences. Otherwise, it would be too overbearing and too forceful.
"What does an angel look like in your heart?" Xiao Zheng stared at Lin Huayin's beautiful eyes and asked word by word.
Lin Huayin was stunned.
Angel
What is the problem
"Beauty. Pure. A messenger of God." Lin Huayin gave the definition.
"Then who else can I want to be?" Xiao Zheng had a smile on his lips.
You are already an angel.
How could even the most miserable angel become ordinary
appearance
To put it mildly, Xiao Zheng would be willing to stay just because of his outstanding appearance. Perhaps they would never meet for the first time.
Angel
For the first time in his life, Lin Huayin felt that he could not afford it. It’s also unbearable.
What a great image. What a disempowering image
But at this moment, at this moment, Xiao Zheng gave it to her.
This gift is more precious than a hundred beautiful dresses. Heavier than a thousand pairs of sexy high heels.
What is love
As Shen Manjun said, everyone's view of love is different.
And this is Xiao Zheng’s view of love: people believe in God and love angels.
Xiao Zheng's lips were close to Lin Huayin. Press lightly on her red lips. Sweet and fragrant, like morning dew, water droplets on lotus leaves. Pure without any impurities.
Lin Huayin did not refuse or resist. She opened her eyes and stared into Xiao Zheng's eyes, which were deep and dark. Like two precious black gems.
She had never admired Xiao Zheng's eyes so carefully. Maybe his appearance was not the most outstanding man Lin Huayin had ever seen. But those eyes must be the most charming Lin Huayin has ever seen.
After a year of accumulation, what we are waiting for is not earth-shattering, nor is it a beauty weaved with promises and oaths. It is very plain, so plain that it makes people boring. But whose happiness is realized in the sea of dead rocks
When a seed is buried deep in the earth, strong winds and rains cannot make it grow. Only warm and moist water can make it grow strong.
This was not the first time Xiao Zheng kissed Lin Huayin. If you include the first meeting, which had nothing to remember for the two of them, this was already the third time.
But after a long time, this kiss seemed like the first time the two met. Not intense, not exciting, just talk to each other in a dull way.
After a long time, the lips parted.
Xiao Zheng was still staring sideways at Lin Huayin. The latter's face turned slightly red after the kiss. This time it was not a physical reaction, but a psychological change.
How can a woman not blush or have her heart beat when being kissed by a man
What's more, a man who treats her as an angel
"Go to sleep." Xiao Zheng tightened the quilt around Lin Huayin's neck and said warmly. "We have to catch a flight tomorrow morning."
Lin Huayin hummed softly, lay flat on his back, stared at the ceiling, and said softly: "Good night."
After a year of getting along, it was the first time that Lin Huayin lay so comfortably on her bed. She no longer felt that lying alone was more comfortable and comfortable than two people. You no longer have to control your sleeping position. Although her sleeping position is comfortable, she will not be as troubled as Xiao Zheng.
She believed that her sleep tonight would be of the highest quality and most solid this year.
At some point, Xiao Zheng slowly took Lin Huayin's left hand, interlocking their fingers without numbness, but Lin Huayin did not break away quietly like before, and then placed it on his lower abdomen. This time, she gently tightened Xiao Zheng's palms so that there was no gap between their palms.
"If I guess correctly. Your cup size is C?" Brother Azheng suddenly asked.
Normally, Lin Huayin would have no interest in answering such boring questions. It's like Xiao Zheng once asked about Lin Huayin's measurements, but he still doesn't have a specific number.
"90."
This time, Lin Huayin gave a specific number in response to Xiao Zheng's question.
"How big is that?" Xiao Zheng's eyes widened.
"Using 90 as the standard, the thinner you are, the larger the cup size you are talking about." Lin Huayin said.
"What about your weight?" Xiao Zheng asked curiously.
Perhaps it was too straightforward. After Lin Huayin was silent for a moment, he answered: "36d."
"God is indeed partial to you." Xiao Zheng tightened his palms.
"Go to sleep."
After answering Xiao Zheng's question, Lin Huayin slowly closed his eyes.
Discussing similar topics while naked is indeed beyond the scope of Lin Huayin's words. The more I talked, the more uncomfortable I became.
"8.20." Xiao Zheng gave a set of data before closing his eyes.
This is a set of data that is absolutely unfamiliar to women. Without reminders, it would be difficult to make associations and determine the direction—
Lin Huayin closed his eyes, wanting to rely on his own wisdom to figure out and understand the meaning of this set of data. But after five minutes of analysis and research, she still couldn't figure it out. In the end, she didn't know whether it was out of curiosity or to save Xiao Zheng's face, so she asked in a low voice: "What is it?"
"Size." Xiao Zheng said and shook his waist vigorously. Then, Lin Huayin's lower abdomen suffered a soft and strange 'attack'. "It's 8 now."