Murong sat cross-legged on the head of the bed, her blue hair loose.
There is a novel on her lap, which is a Lily martial arts novel that A Miao forcibly recommended to her, declaring that "you can't read it": "The Ugly Man"
Sang Yu stood barefoot in front of the mirror, looking at herself with a blushing face.
This dress was bought online, and I have never had a chance to try it out.
Holding her hot cheeks, she murmured annoyedly: "Is it too revealing? What if Murong doesn't like it! Will she think I'm weird?!"
Sang Yu raised her arm and pinched the simulated cat ears on top of her head: What a shame!
Biting her lip, she fought an intense mental battle, and finally her desire overcame her shame, and she picked up the cell phone she had brought in on purpose.
We've been together for a few months, and I've always been on top. She also has needs, okay?
"Ding dong."
Murong took the phone, and it was a text message from Sang Yu: Is my sister gone
"Go back, she's not angry anymore."
"Draw the curtains, thank you!"
Mu Rong was confused, and turned his head to take a look: "It's pulling."
Murong was still holding the phone and waiting for Sang Yu to reply to the text message, but Sang Yu had already returned to the room. She was small, light and barefoot, and she walked silently.
Sang Yu's face was blushing to the point of bleeding, and she had to cough lightly to get the other party's attention.
"uh-huh."
"Washed...?"
With a "click", the phone slipped and hit the book.
"Sang Yu?!" The voice trembled and changed its tone.
Sang Yu's hands were cramped and she didn't know where to put them, so she had to stir them in front of her.
She lowered her head shyly at her fair and slender feet, and summoned up her courage: "I... I am your New Year's gift."
One sentence ignited Murong, and the lower abdomen also burned, and every cell in the body was restless and screaming.
Murong put the book on the bedside table casually, and watched Sang Yu intently as she got up and walked to her.
Sang Yu was wearing a set of purple lace underwear, the fabric was delicate.
A hollow open-fronted nightgown was covered outside, making everything looming.
She wears a pair of high-fidelity cat ears on her head, and a thumb-wide lace collar around her neck.
Only the small lamp by the bed was on in the room, which was just the right atmosphere and light.
Mu Rong couldn't help but put his hand on Sang Yu's fragrant shoulders, the real temperature was underneath the silky touch.
"Sang Yu?"
"Um."
Sang Yu looked at Murong shyly and charmingly, and saw that the other person's eyes were beating with flames, but he didn't see anything for a long time, and his heart beat faster.
Standing on tiptoe, she kissed Murong's lips, wrapped her arms around her slender waist, and said delicately, "Do you want this gift?"
Murong swallowed: "I want it!"
The two moved towards the bed, hugging and falling.
Sang Yu lay on Murong's body, her exquisite curves fitting together.
Murong looked at Sang Yu obsessively: "You are so beautiful today."
"Isn't it usually beautiful?"
"No, it's usually beautiful, but today it's especially... well."
Sang Yu kissed Mu Rong's lips, and sealed her unfinished "defense" between their lips and teeth.
Mu Rong's hands slid into the silk nightgown, and gently rubbed Sang Yu's delicate waist, and Sang Yu cooperated to make Mu Rong take off her nightgown, and couldn't help kissing Mu Rong's. neck.
Murong snorted softly, his eyes sparkled with emotion, and he walked on Sang Yu's smooth back with his hands.
Feeling a belt and gently pulling it, only half of the fabric on Sang Yu's body remained.
Sang Yu skillfully removed the obstacles on her lover's body, leaving a series of delicate kisses on the collarbone and chest, before taking the dogwood that had been teased up long ago into her mouth.
Mu Rong turned into a pool of spring water, and a pair of lotus root arms hung on Sang Yu's body, letting him do whatever he wanted.
No one knows this body better than Sang Yu, including the owner of this body.
Where is the most delicate, where is the most sensitive, what kind of strength will get a fierce response, and what kind of grasp will make her go crazy and even beg for mercy, Sang Yu has already explored the truth through practice time and time again.
The dogwoods on both sides are equally moisturized, and the mulberry elm goes all the way down, and every inch of movement will give a kiss.
She gently opened the pair of slender jade legs in front of her, and was about to bully her.
"Sang Yu~!" Mu Rong stood up, and with his legs slightly closed, he grabbed Sang Yu's shoulders.
Murong's cheeks were flushed, her thin lips were slightly parted and she was panting slightly messily, and her eyes were full.
"Um?"
Murong pulled Sang Yu back to himself, looking hesitant to speak.
This kind of Mu Rong was in sharp contrast to his usual life, and Sang Yu's heart was sore and sore, wishing to give her everything.
After the long and lingering kiss ended, Sang Yu couldn't help but kiss Murong's face several times: "What's the matter?"
"Did not you say… "
"Um?"
"You, didn't you mean a gift?"
Sang Yu let out a series of laughter like silver bells, kissed the corner of Murong's mouth affectionately, and naturally held a small hill with one hand, moving her fingertips.
"Let me teach you first~"
Murong bit his lip violently, but his voice still escaped from his breath. Sang Yu took advantage of Murong's unpreparedness and suddenly attacked in.
…
Sang Yu took the wet wipes to clean up for Mu Rong, but Mu Rong grabbed his hand.
Sang Yu fell on the bed with a cry of surprise, and Murong turned sideways to stare at Sang Yu's eyes: "It's my turn."
Sang Yu's heart trembled, recalling the way she "tricked" Mu Rong just now, the latter was overwhelmed and clamored to return it, Sang Yu's momentum suddenly weakened.
She kissed Murong kindly: "Aren't you tired~"
"Not tired."
Murong silently took control of a soft spot on Sang Yu's chest, and the latter's soft body stroked Murong's flat lower abdomen: "Is it sour here? It was shaking quite badly just now."
Mu Rong's breathing became heavier obviously, he turned over and pressed the culprit under his body, pretending to be "vicious" and said: "You still dare to tease me?"
"Well… "
Facts have proved that Mu Rong is a good student who walks the talk.
She not only learned everything Sang Yu taught, but also fulfilled her promise and practiced on Sang Yu more than once.
The two were sweating profusely from the entanglement, but Mu Rong became more courageous as he fought, and the more he loved, the more energetic he became.
Sang Yu felt like a flat boat on the turbulent sea, if she continued, she would be drowned.
"Murong~don't, spare me~!"
"Do you still dare to tease me in the future?"
Physiological tears hung from the corners of Sang Yu's eyes, and she trembled and shouted: "Don't dare, never dare again! Don't... ah!"
Murong snorted arrogantly and gave up.
Sang Yu thought angrily: Let's see how I deal with you next time!
Mu Rong straightened Sang Yu's hair, kissed gently on the forehead, carefully pulled up the quilt for Sang Yu, got up and went to wash up.
Murong came back refreshed, holding a hot towel in his hand.
Sang Yu sweated a lot, and falling asleep like this was uncomfortable and easy to catch a cold.
After cleaning up, Murong returned to the bed and embraced Sang Yu contentedly. Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be asleep, he pressed her belly mischievously: "Is it sour here?"
Sang Yu let out a "huh" with a weak snort.
Murong imitated Sang Yu's tone and continued, "I was shaking a lot just now."
"You hate~" What a vengeful little woman!
Sang Yu got into Murong's arms, found a comfortable position and fell asleep.
…
Mu Rong had a dream.
In a place where you can't see your fingers, there is no sound or even the flow of air.
She groped to find a way out but ran wildly out of control.
The unknown darkness is not terrible, what is terrible is the endless loneliness and depression brought by the darkness.
The darkness seemed to be endless, or it only enveloped Mu Rong's surroundings, making her unable to escape like a shadow.
After running for an unknown amount of time, Murong finally fell heavily due to exhaustion, but even the fall was silent, so lonely.
Murong lay motionless on the spot, sighing silently, his consciousness fell into a blur, and his senses were gradually deprived by the darkness.
At this moment, she suddenly heard a sound of water.
Yes, it is the sound of water!
The power surged out again, and Murong frantically ran towards the source of the sound.
There was a pain in front of her eyes, and a red light stung her eyes.
The light was so sharp, ruthlessly and resolutely cut through the darkness.
At the end of the darkness stands a girl, and the light emanates from her body!
Murong came out from the darkness. The girl's body was not covered with a single strand. Her long black hair was scattered like a waterfall, spreading flat on the ground and blending into the darkness behind her.
The girl's eyes turned from ignorance to clarity, she also saw Mu Rong, walked over with a natural and generous expression, stopped in front of Mu Rong and asked with a smile: "Who are you?"
…
A piercing ringing shattered the dream and brought Mu Rong back to reality.
Before she could open her eyes, the bell stopped, and Sang Yu's voice rang out.
Her voice was very soft, deliberately lowered.
"sister."
…
"Wait a little longer, Murong hasn't woken up yet, why don't you and Master Xiaofang eat first."
…
"Then let's have dinner together, let's not talk about it."
Sang Tong hung up the phone and greeted Su Sifang to eat: "Let's eat, they haven't woken up yet."
"good."
Sang Tong picked up a piece of green vegetable and put it in Su Sifang's bowl: "Taste to see if it's cold, and don't say anything if you don't come to eat, it's almost a bit late."
Sang Yu turned her head and saw that Murong was looking at her, hugged Mu Rong and said apologetically, "Did you wake up?"
"No, what time is it?"
"One o'clock."
"Well, it's time to get up."
"Lie down again, it's snowing and cloudy outside, what do you want to eat later?"
Mu Rong's expression was a little dazed, and he murmured, "I just had a dream."
"Dream what?"
Murong frowned: "I can't remember it, it seems like a nightmare, I've been running all the time, very tired."
Sang Tong patted Mu Rong on the back comfortingly: "It's better to forget."
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That's right, I am so shameless and blatantly blatantly embracing the text [Confident and Confident]