If there is no separation and hatred in my eyes, I don’t believe there is white hair in the world.
Three minutes later, Yang Fan had to let go of Liu Yueyue in his arms.
Holding this girl, it felt like holding a small stove, and the stove was getting hotter and hotter.
After just a short while of intimacy, she not only began to pant and her face flushed, but a layer of pink also appeared on her exposed skin, and her whole body exuded heat that Yang Fan, who was standing next to her, could clearly feel.
The heat is accompanied by a refreshing fragrance.
Her face was as rosy as a peach, and there seemed to be a clear spring in her eyes, flowing with an attractive charm. Her slightly opened mouth seemed to be instigating Yang Fan to do something even more shameful.
Having a little quarrel occasionally can actually promote the relationship between couples.
At this moment, Liu Yueyue was completely defenseless against Yang Fan, both physically and mentally, and was ready to be taken advantage of.
He could do whatever he wanted to her if he wanted.
But apparently, the timing wasn't right.
And the opportunity doesn't always stay.
If he went over to lock the door first and then came back, perhaps Liu Yueyue would have come out of her state of determination and no regrets and would not have let Yang Fan go up to the base.
Even if she locked the door and came back, Liu Yueyue was still in a frenzy, but as long as Liu Qianqian, Aunt Thirteen or Guoguo knocked on the door at any stage, all her efforts would be wasted.
As a dedicated and considerate good man, Yang Fan would not take advantage of others in such an unsafe time and place.
This first experience with such a wonderful girl should be a relaxing, enjoyable and wonderful memory that can be treasured for a lifetime.
Instead of ending it hastily and in anxiety.
Yang Fan sat back in his chair, then pulled Liu Yueyue over and sat on his lap.
"It's good that there are only two of us at home now." Yang Fan said regretfully while hugging his girlfriend and taking advantage of her.
When love is deep, it becomes stronger.
Once you catch up, you won’t care about so much anymore.
"Yeah." Liu Yueyue was still in a lost state and turned a blind eye to Yang Fan's dirty hands.
The bra has fallen halfway, the scenery is pleasant, and it is spring-like all year round.
Yang Fan has loved eating a certain kind of fruit since he was a child, but because his family was poor, he could only eat it once in a long time.
At that time, he had a dream that he would have a fruit like this that he would never be able to finish eating.
Now, he has finally achieved it, and exceeded his target by two.
No, it's four.
Or six.
Diamonds are forever.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Liu Qianqian's voice came: "Sister, what are you doing, I'm going in."
Liu Yueyue woke up suddenly, her pretty face flushed, and she quickly escaped from Yang Fan's arms.
Yang Fan was not surprised, as he had expected that it would be difficult for him and Yueyue to have a long period of private time and space of their own at Aunt Thirteen's house.
"Come in." Liu Yueyue adjusted her bra and skirt and sat on Yang Fan's bed without looking at the door.
The next moment, Liu Qianqian pushed the door open.
After coming in, she closed the door immediately.
What surprised Yang Fan was that Liu Qianqian seemed to have just exercised, and it was quite intense. Her complexion was rosy, and her ears, which were usually as crystal clear as white jade, now had a hint of blood.
"You just finished your meal and were running on the treadmill?" Yang Fan asked Liu Qianqian.
Liu Yueyue then turned around and looked at her sister, very surprised: "Qianqian, you... are the same as me?"
Liu Qianqian didn't answer her sister's words, and said to Yang Fan: "Yang Fan, go out, I want to talk to my sister for a while."
Yang Fan was stunned and almost thought that this was not his room, but Liu Yueyue or Liu Qianqian's.
After being stunned for a moment, although he was sure that this was his room, Yang Fan still got up and left.
In the living room, Aunt Thirteen was not there, only Guoguo was reading a book by the coffee table.
After eating, the three babies didn’t want to move and hid in their own nests to rest.
In addition to reading picture books, Guoguo has now also started reading some children's books that focus on text.
Thirteenth Aunt intentionally let her learn to read and write, but did not force her.
Recently, when Yang Fan told her stories, he would hold a book and pretend to say that the stories he told were all in the book.
Every time I stopped talking halfway, the little girl would take the book and want to read it herself.
But she couldn't understand.
Gradually, she wanted to learn words herself.
This way, she can know the whole story by herself without the help of her parents.
"Where's Mom?" Yang Fan sat down on the sofa behind Guoguo and watched her sitting on a small stool reading a picture book.
She didn't dare kneel on the ground or on the sofa to read, for fear of being scolded by her mother.
"I don't know." Guoguo didn't even raise his head and read his book.
Yang Fan had nothing to do, so he got up and went to look for Aunt Thirteen.
Aunt Thirteen was warming up before running in the room that combined a study and a gym. She was wearing a sports suit and stretching her legs on the yoga mat.
She was wearing grey sports shorts that were tight and didn't even reach her knees.
The sportswear on her upper body was also very tight. Since it was indoor sportswear and she was at home, she naturally didn't wear a bra.
Probably apart from bikinis and some underwear, this type of sportswear can best show off a woman's figure.
When Yang Fan pushed the door open, Aunt Thirteen was holding the yoga mat with her long legs stretched forward and backward, slowly sinking down, first her calves and knees pressed on the yoga mat, then her thighs, seamlessly.
After holding the position for a while, Aunt Thirteen placed her hands on her front legs and slowly leaned over until she could grasp her ankles with her hands and her upper body pressed against her front legs.
After sticking, she held on for a while before raising her upper body and turning around.
When she saw Yang Fan, she paused, said nothing, and continued practicing her own exercises.
Next, her front and back legs were spread out to the left and right, and Aunt Thirteen slowly lay down on the yoga mat.
After lying down, she put her face on the yoga mat, blinked at Yang Fan, and her long hair tied up fell on her waist.
Yang Fan looked at her two legs which were in a straight line.
It’s a bit annoying. I can’t look at this straight line at both ends for too long.
Yang Fan withdrew his gaze and met Aunt Thirteen's eyes.
A smile appeared on Aunt Thirteen's face.
Yang Fan's expression remained unchanged, but he felt a little embarrassed.
Peeping at a girl's most private parts got caught.
His relationship with Thirteen has not yet reached the point of being inseparable; there is still some estrangement and distance between them.
"Do you need my help?" Yang Fan closed the door and walked over.
Thirteen's face was pressed against the yoga mat. He had never seen Shisan smile from this angle before, and it gave him a refreshing feeling.
"Be more cautious." Aunt Thirteen said in a low voice, raising her upper body and still sitting in the splits on the yoga mat.
Yang Fan squatted down in front of Thirteen.
She blinked her eyes and Yang Fan kissed her.
She told Yang Fan to hold back, but she was being honest.
People in the upper class are all very polite and well-educated.
Thirteenth Aunt was not worried that the Liu sisters would suddenly break into the study, because they would at least knock on the door first.
Even a child as young as Guoguo would knock on the door before entering Yang Fan's room.
Unless the door is open.