The room was silent, except for the noisy sounds of frogs and insects outside, as well as all kinds of weird, penetrating sounds. A small room seems to separate two worlds, making people feel lonely and forgotten by the world.
"Are you asleep?" A few minutes later, Zhao Yali suddenly asked with a trembling voice.
"I'm almost asleep, so what?" Luo Yuan said with a bitter smile. He had been tired all day, and every time he fought, he was highly tense and did not dare to relax at all. Now when he lay down, he felt sleepy.
"I can't sleep?" Zhao Yali felt better after hearing Luo Yuan's voice.
"But I'm going to fall asleep, so don't talk. We'll wait until tomorrow to talk about anything." Luo Yuan said angrily.
A few minutes later.
"Xiaoyuan, Xiaoyuan." Zhao Yali said again.
"What?" Luo Yuan said dryly.
There was silence for a moment.
"How about... how about you sleep over?" Zhao Yali said with a cry. When she closed her eyes now, they were full of blood, and many people who died tragically appeared in front of her eyes. Without closing her eyes, the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. She was about to collapse.
Luo Yuan's eyes suddenly opened and he said hypocritically: "Isn't this not good?"
"The bed is big enough for two people to sleep in, but... But you can't touch me?" Zhao Yali bit her seductive lips and said, her face a little hot.
"Okay, then I'll come over."
Luo Yuan took out his mobile phone and called up the flashlight program. He saw that Zhao Yali had already covered her head and was huddled in the corner.
He opened the quilt and got in. A refreshing body fragrance hit his face. His heart was filled with excitement and his mouth went dry.
He is a normal man, and he is still full of blood. There is a beautiful young woman lying next to him. If he is not ready to make a move, he is simply not a man. It's just that some people have sex and courage, and some people don't. He originally wanted to learn from Liu Xiahui, but it was obvious that he seemed to have overestimated himself. There seemed to be a caterpillar crawling in his heart, making him feel itchy.
After hesitating for a long time, he boldly groped inside, and soon his hand slipped and touched her thigh.
Zhao Yali trembled all over and pressed his hand tightly to stop his movements.
"Xiaoyuan, don't move." She said tremblingly, breathing a little faster.
"I didn't bump into it on purpose!" Luo Yuan opened his eyes and lied.
Half a minute later…
"Xiaoyuan, you promised not to touch me?" Zhao Yali murmured weakly. I held down his hand to stop him from moving, but I couldn't stop him at all.
"Sister Yali, you are so beautiful, I can't help it." Luo Yuan whispered.
Her body was getting hotter and hotter, as if it was about to burn. She exhaled a hot breath and murmured: "Then you can't touch it either?"
Luo Yuan turned a deaf ear and kept groping dishonestly.
"Xiaoyuan, how could you do this?" Zhao Yali was so ashamed that her face was as red as a cooked crab. She whimpered and covered her face with her hands. Zhao Yali sighed invisibly in the darkness, and was no longer able to stop her. .
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Next, Zhao Yali no longer had the energy to think about it, and she was so exhausted that she quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Early the next morning, Zhao Yali woke up from her sleep.
She seemed to remember something, and touched her lower body subconsciously, with an alarming flush appearing on her face.
It was dry and slightly muddy underneath.
"I must be crazy, how could I do such a thing!" Thinking of her madness last night, she felt so embarrassed that she really wanted to die.
She covered her hot face with both hands. After a long time, she picked it up and slowly put it on.
"I don't know if I will get pregnant. Although my period has just ended and is still in the safe period, it doesn't seem to be safe." She was thinking wildly.
She opened the bedroom door and walked into the living room. The man and woman of the house were hiding in the kitchen fearfully, looking through the window toward the yard. She looked curiously toward the yard and saw Luo Yuan practicing martial arts.
Luo Yuan's sword skills focus on actual combat. Every time a skill point is added, the attack power increases by one point. It is a real destructive sword skill. There is nothing fancy about it when practiced. Every move is filled with murderous intent, and the blade cuts through the air. From time to time there was a strong sound of wind.
With just one glance, you can feel the brutal atmosphere of the cold weapon era and the battlefield. This is not only a psychological effect, but also has some kind of momentum in it, which makes people feel scared and discouraged.
Zhao Yali felt goosebumps rising on her skin just by looking at it from a distance.
Although she had seen Luo Yuan fight several times, each battle started and ended quickly. In addition, she was so frightened at the time that she had no other thoughts. I have a very vague impression of his swordsmanship. I just feel that it is quite powerful, but I have no idea how powerful it is. Only now do I have an intuitive impression.
A few minutes later, Luo Yuan finished his morning exercise and looked at Zhao Yali: "Are you up?"
Zhao Yali avoided looking at him, embarrassed to look at him: "Yes!"
"Did you sleep well yesterday?" Luo Yuan asked when he had nothing to say.
Zhao Yali rolled her eyes and said nothing.
Luo Yuan was also a little embarrassed. He smiled and immediately changed the subject: "You should wash up first. They have prepared breakfast for us. I think the weather today is not very good. It may rain soon. We will leave soon." ”
Zhao Yali responded, turned and walked towards the bathroom.
After the two had breakfast, the host and hostess sent them out of the door like a plague.
The sky was clear yesterday, but today the weather is gloomy. Although it is close to nine o'clock, the sky is still gray, looking a bit dull and depressing, and it feels like it is going to rain heavily.
"How far is your home from here?" Luo Yuan looked at the sky and asked worriedly.
"I only know that it takes about 20 minutes to take a bus. When I get off the station, I have to walk for ten minutes." Zhao Yali thought for a while and said, now we all travel by car, unlike in the 1970s and 1980s, when we all walked on two legs.
"Let's see if we can wait for the bus, otherwise we will have to walk there." Luo Yuan thought for a moment and said.
The two of them walked to the bus stop at the intersection, looking a little disappointed. The road was empty, not even a car.
"It seems that there are no cars coming. What happened yesterday was so big that this highway should have been blocked." Luo Yuan looked around for a while and sighed: "I can only rely on my legs!"
The two of them were walking forward one behind the other. What happened yesterday seemed to have chilled the relationship between the two, but in fact they were each suppressing it and trying to maintain normalcy.
Zhao Yali looked at the back in front of her with complicated thoughts. A few days after her fiancé died, she slept with another man and acted like a ****. Even with Chen Weiqiang, she had never been so crazy. This made her feel guilty of betrayal
"When will you return to East Lake City?" Zhao Yali suddenly asked.
Luo Yuan paused for a moment: "I'll go back when you get it home. Now Donghu City is getting more and more chaotic. There are so many things at home. I won't worry if I don't look at them."
Although Zhao Yali was mentally prepared and it was exactly what she wanted to hear, she still felt a little uncomfortable when she heard him speak like this. She covered her head and hurried on, kicking the pebbles on the roadside angrily.
From a factory near the highway, seven or eight people suddenly walked out, holding iron rods, daggers, machetes and other weapons in their hands. Seeing Luo Yuan and Zhao Yali on the highway, this group of people seemed a little surprised and slightly stunned. After a while, one of the Huang Mao said a few words, and the crowd suddenly laughed and walked towards this side quickly.
Luo Yuan looked at this group of people, frowned slightly, and said to Zhao Yali: "You step back, these people don't look like kind people."
Only then did Zhao Yali react. When she looked up, she was startled and quickly took a few steps back: "Are you okay?"
"It's not a big problem!" Luo Yuan said calmly. This group of gangsters were frivolous in their steps, and it was obvious at first glance that they were not experts at all. They usually only relied on fighting bravely. They might be able to deal with ordinary people, but they were obviously not qualified to deal with him.
Seeing Luo Yuan so calm, Zhao Yali's expression softened slightly.