Not long after Sui Yi struggled to separate his reason from the darkness, he involuntarily fell into another unfamiliar fantasy.
Ning Lan finally broke free from his shackles, and then changed direction, facing his still tense thighs, one hand hanging on his shoulders, the other hand touching down, accurately. Grab that hard thing for a long time.
Sui Yi still had reason in his mind, he pushed the person on him: "What are you doing?"
Ning Lan smiled again, rubbing and spinning her long fingers on the hot hard object through the cloth: "I should ask you this, Captain, what are you hard on?"
The heat and the smell of wine drifted into the surrounding air, and the sensitivity to sounds and smells was infinitely amplified in the dark. Sui Yi could even hear the brisk tone at the end of his sentence, as well as the rapid and violent heartbeat like his own.
He reassured himself that it must be the psychedelic effects of alcohol.
But he couldn't be indifferent to Ning Lan's teasing. He put his hand on the thin and soft waist, neither pulling nor pushing.
Ning Lan's hands were tightly clenched, and she moved faster and faster. Sui Yi held back her voice from overflowing her throat, but Ning Lan was panting heavily, twisting her body with the movements, and the ending sound was light and long.
Sui Yi thought to himself, he must be used to doing this kind of thing, otherwise how could he be so lewd/slutty.
Feeling that the mass of things swelled again under his rubbing, Ning Lan squinted her eyes with a sense of accomplishment, curled her fingers to touch the zipper of her pants, and freed one arm to pull Sui Yi's hand on it. He put his hips on one side, took a breath, and half coquettishly half commanded: "Hold me... I can't sit still."
Seeing with his own eyes that pair of beautiful eyes full of water was dyed with a flirtatious lust, Sui Yi's mind buzzed, and the last line of reason was suddenly cut off. With the palm of his hand, he dragged the round buttocks, his fingers digging deep into the flesh through the fabric.
Just as Ning Lan opened the zipper, he was messed up by his slightly rude movements. His cool fingers dipped into the edge of his panties and grabbed the amazingly hot thing without buffering.
"It's so big..." Ning Lan licked her lips and sighed.
This confused and longing look made Sui Yi think he thought he was someone else.
It's like looking through him at someone he can't touch and can't touch.
The two of them were surrounded by quiet darkness and could not see each other clearly. Even if they were really crazy and stunned, no one would know.
Ning Lan was cold, and hugging Sui Yi's fiery body gave him a sense of security. The temperature spread from his palms to his limbs, he couldn't help sighing like a cat, leaned over Sui Yi's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling well?"
Sui Yi pursed his lips tightly, but the rapid breathing between his nose and the uncontrollable grunt in his throat had completely betrayed his emotions.
Didn't hear the answer, Ning Lan didn't seem to be very happy, she stopped playing with her gloves and stood up with Sui Yi's shoulders, her legs softened and she almost fell back. Sui Yi had long been accustomed to his unsteady feet, and reflexively reached out to support his waist.
Ning Lan was so soft that he felt like a puddle of water. All day today, he had been distracted by Sui Yi's hands, and now he couldn't see his expression clearly, as if he had given him a natural excuse to let him do whatever he wanted.
He squatted down slowly, his dexterous fingers lifted Sui Yi's loose shirt, and roamed back and forth on his abdominal muscles, which were tensed by tension or craving.
Ning Lan's fingers were not as white, tender and smooth as his face, but it was because of those fine lines and thin calluses that every inch of skin that passed by was itchy as if it were about to burn.
"So you like being touched here."
This posture made Sui Yi completely unable to see Ning Lan's expression, but he was sure that Ning Lan was smiling when he spoke.
Ning Lan's hand kept cruising. After touching his coveted pectoral muscles, after feeling enough, his fingers lightly hooked on the raised edge like nostalgia. Yi grabbed his wrist.
He just held on to it, motionless and without speaking, his chest heaving violently, like a beast desperately waiting for prey in the dark.
Ning Lan knew that he didn't want enough, so he couldn't help laughing again: "Okay, okay, let go first, I'll make you comfortable."
Sui Yi let go of his hand under the irresistible temptation.
Ning Lan held his still-high sex/tool with both hands, and lowered her head to lean over.
Sui Yi only felt that the disobedient thing was brought into a soft and moist place, first at the top, and then slowly into a section of the column. Inside, there was a small nimble snake moving up and down against the flesh.
It was the first time for Ning Lan to do this kind of thing. She tried to swallow the huge thing under Sui Yi's crotch while guessing and trying. He has a small mouth, and it is already very difficult to swallow such a piece, and he has to be careful not to let his teeth touch it, which is really a thankless technical job.
And he doesn't know how comfortable the person being pleaser is now.
Sui Yi's body developed early, and because of his cold temperament, he had only a handful of handjobs, so he never knew how comfortable it would be to do such a thing.
So comfortable that he just wanted to put all that stuff in there.
It's all out of control tonight, and it's okay to go too far.
It has become like this anyway.
Ning Lan was holding the hard stick and working hard, sucking, licking, and doing everything, so tired that his cheeks were numb, and this thing was only concerned with swelling, and had no intention of coming out.
He licked his tongue along the column from top to bottom, and before putting the thing in his mouth again, he muttered, "I'm so tired, why haven't you shot yet?"
Before he finished speaking, he heard the gasping sound from above his head suddenly thicken.
Sui Yi suddenly held down the back of his head with his right hand, and slammed the extremely swollen thing into that wet little mouth.
"Hmm..." Ning Lan only had time to snort, but Sui Yi's movements brought about the tormenting hard object quickly. Although she couldn't eat it completely, she was obviously going deeper than just now through impulse.
Ning Lan was extremely contradictory. He felt both uncomfortable and happy, and took the initiative to speed up the frequency. From Sui Yi's point of view, he could only see Ning Lan's hair rising and falling along with her breathing.
The last suppressed moan was almost a roar, and the relief of the release made him dizzy.
Before Ning Lan could dodge, he let the thick liquid with temperature spray on his face. He slumped backwards, his arms resting on the carpet.
The light from the crack of the door shone again, and Sui Yi clearly saw the liquid coming out of his body slowly dripping from Ning Lan's cheek to the corner of his mouth.
Ning Lan stretched out her tongue and rolled a drop into it, then smiled charmingly, and the moist corners of her eyes flickered in the light.
"Are you comfortable now?"
The lively celebration feast did not end until the early morning.
Drunk people were carried into cars, and non-drinkers drove out of the hotel. AOW was wiped out. Fortunately, the driver of the nanny car did not drink alcohol and dutifully carried the teenagers back to the dormitory.
Instead, Sui Yi and Ning Lan became the only ones who were sober.
The two worked together to carry the four unconscious teammates into the room. Sui Yi placed Gu Chenkai in place, and when he looked up, he saw Ning Lan yawning tiredly, as if she could fall asleep at any time. He didn't plan to stay in this room, he said "good night" wholeheartedly, and stretched out.
The next morning, the two sober people met for a second in the bathroom. Ning Lan was brushing her teeth. She looked at Sui Yi in the mirror, looked away in less than half a second, and said vaguely "Morning" with the toothbrush in her mouth.
Sui Yi came back from running, sweating all over his face, turned on the tap and soaked the towel. Ning Lan also washed his face, holding the water and throwing it on his face. At this time, there was almost no blush on his cheeks, and the color of the corners of his eyes was also light, which was very different from the way he was hooked yesterday.
No one mentioned it again after that.
Sometimes Sui Yi even wondered if he had a bizarre spring dream.
The clear voice is still in the ear, and the soft touch seems to be still on the fingertips. Why is the other party so calm, as if nothing has happened
Ning Lan replaced Fang Yu and Sui Yi to complete the double dance. On the night of ShowCase, they exploded in the super talk, and the fermentation did not stop for several days. For the first time, the name Ning Lan appeared on the homepage frequently under the AOW topic, 80% of which were abuse, 15% were distressed, and the remaining 5% were ridicule.
High-Flower CP Powder - Can you stay where it is cool? Can you stand where I spend my flowers? Twisted and seduced the captain, shameless!
Persistence with the muddy group fans - this is obviously an arrangement of the company, everyone is more rational, the seven AOW people go hand in hand, don't hold each other and step on one.
A handful of Ning Lan's fans who are so small can't be smaller - let's pull it down, this kind of dance is very rare in our family? If you don't try it with your home, it will be too ugly to see!
Passing by the people who eat melons - very good, there is no sense of disobedience, women feel ashamed when they see it.
Ning Lan sat cross-legged on the floor of the practice room and turned over the comments. Wang Bingyang was afraid that he would not be able to bear the stimulation, so he comforted him half-jokingly on the side, "Have you heard that black extremes must be red? It's better than lukewarm, haha. Ha ha."
Ning Lan smiled and nodded in agreement. After reading it, she drank a whole bottle of mineral water, stood up and jumped on the spot twice, and then touched her arms and legs in the mirror: "Why do you look like a girl... Alas, it's more than noon Add a bowl of rice."
Those unpleasant remarks seemed to be filtered out and did not enter his heart at all.
Sui Yi breathed a sigh of relief that he could withstand the pressure, but at the same time was a little irritable for no reason.
For someone like Ning Lan, everything that night could be easily forgotten.