He suddenly felt a little hot and wanted her.
This feeling has been suppressed several times in Bremen. However, the rules and regulations that the people in front of him are clearly wearing are attractive to him, and it is difficult to break away.
Or, there is no need to break away.
When Zhou Shengchen walked over, Shiyi had already adjusted the temperature and put the remote control on the desk. He approached her, lowered his head, and touched her neck with his lips. Shi Yi suddenly tightened, but in the next second it softened again.
She likes to wear cotton dresses with collars, not much exposed.
Zhou Shengchen hooked his fingers and pulled the neckline down a bit, revealing some of the skin on his back. He continued to kiss her, and the inexplicable touch made her a little sad, and moved slightly.
"Don't adjust it too high, you will sweat in a while," he whispered.
Shi Yi hummed and closed his eyes tightly.
He always stood behind her, lingering on her neck and back, he whispered to her, without concealing the changes in his body, he hugged her in front of him, clinging to him.
Shiyi felt that he really wanted it this time.
More and more nervous.
She wanted to give it to him, but she was afraid.
When he came before his eyes, he started to be afraid, afraid that he would be disappointed in his body. I'm afraid that I don't know this enough, and it will make him feel dull and boring... The more she thought about it, the more afraid she became. In the end, Zhou Shengchen realized: "Inconvenience?"
She whispered: "No..."
"Still don't like this?"
"no… "
"Fear?"
She wanted to say yes, but after thinking about it, last time in Bremen, the two people met frankly in the room, so she took the initiative. Why is it suddenly scared now... She doesn't know.
Zhou Shengchen lifted the hem of her skirt with both hands, took off her dress from bottom to top, and tossed it on the desk lightly.
He didn't take off his clothes and pants, pressed against her skin, and began to kiss more deeply, from the collarbone to the shoulder. Shi Yi blushed and wanted to avoid contact with his lower body behind him, but was held by one of his hands to prevent her from leaving. Not irritable or irritable, he gradually deepened, when his hands began to untie her underwear: "Remember that I said, do I like to collect Wu Ge?"
Shi Yi hummed, very little.
She felt her underwear untied and fell to the ground.
"Are you familiar with Wu Ge?"
"Unfamiliar..." How can she read those boudoir love poems that were once circulated among the people
Zhou Shengchen's palm is a bit rough, at least for her skin, there is a strong sense of existence. When he touched her chest, she took a breath, her eyes closed tighter and tighter, and even her eyelashes trembled slightly.
In his ears is his voice, very soft and low: "Come on the terrace in the morning, in the Orchid Pond at night, pick hibiscus by the moon, and get lotus seeds every night."
She could vaguely hear the peach color in it.
But his mind was already free, and the first blind date on the skin was too sensitive.
No matter where his hand slipped, it made her want to hide. She couldn't tell whether she was intimacy or torturing.
"The ancients used the lotus of'Lianhe' instead of the'pity' of love and pity," he whispered, "Lotus is love."
His arms were sweating and rubbing against her body.
The sunlight passes through the glass and falls on the body without any clothing covering it.
Finally turned her around, bowed her head, kissed her lips, and took off her clothes.
In the dimness, he never stopped, and whispered to her those poems that he had never heard before and could only be said by lovers. Most of them were too metaphorical, so he explained it to her. The speech is low, but serious, and these peach-colored lewd words and erotic songs are taught like a classmate's lecture.
The bodies of the two were attached to each other closely.
He hasn't taken any further actions for a long time, and Shi Yi already felt that his consciousness was erratic, and he didn't know what to do. She even felt that this was an illusion for a moment, questioning that she really had a blind date with Zhou Shengchen so skin-to-skin, being together without hindrance...
He whispered: "I'm starting, it may be a little painful."
A blush spread across her.
She didn't even dare to breathe. What he knew she knew was a temptation when he said it.
Serious, seductive sex.
All the nerves were hung up, and his slight movement made her breathe in nervously.
"When I was a child, I carried Lu's Spring and Autumn, and the elders in the family said,'Miman Haoto, Zheng Weizhi's voice, please be happy'," Zhou Shengchen's voice seemed to be polished, somewhat hoarse with a slight lack of water, "Beauty You can’t be too addicted to music and pastimes. Have you ever heard it? This sentence."
She bit her lip and gave a hum.
"I dismissed it, thinking that neither of them is worthy of indulging. Now, I don't think so."
He was trying, and she was shaking with pain.
Sweat dripped from him and fell on her, Zhou Shengchen did not dare to move rashly. She felt a little less painful, so she mustered up the courage to move forward to meet him. Zhou Shengchen was a little surprised, and paused briefly to see her slightly pale face covered with sweat...
"When is the time?" he suddenly called her.
It's time to open your eyes.
This is the beginning of everything in her impression.
There are many memories, whether it is from the previous life or this life, layer upon layer. There are flying sands and rocks, there are wolves everywhere, there is him sitting alone in the book building, there is him taking her across Chang'an... If that day, two people stop without reining their horses...
Zhou Shengchen was very patient and kept asking her softly, how is she
She responded at first, but then only muttered intermittently, clutching the sheets under her body tightly. The hands were tight and loose, and those who were confused in their minds were gone. The real person, the person who was with him, was him, not him. Shi Yi's palms were sweaty, and he reached out to touch his face: "Zhou...Birthday."
He whispered.