This was the first time that Tang Youan had approached her so closely, a little cautiously, and a little excited.
It is fascinating to eat the marrow and know the taste.
Tang Youan held Song Xici's hand while continuing to enjoy the meal she had coveted for a long time, making some noises from time to time. Because the night is too quiet, such a sound will sound more and more obvious.
Unconsciously, Song Xici's toes were tensed. He was lying there obviously, but he felt that he had nowhere to put his hands and feet, so he could only hold Tang Youan's hand firmly. For a moment, Song Xici only felt that the body had become not his own.
Slowly, the strange feeling in the body became more and more obvious. Song Xi clearly wanted to clench her teeth and suppress her voice. However, with the soft lips and tongue, she couldn't help it at all. Do it... With a blank mind, she raised her head unconsciously, trembling with the body, her toes tensed, and there was a faint moan in her throat...
After that, Song Xici stretched out his hand, put it under Tang Youan's chin, shook his head, and said in a thin voice, "No, no more... Youan... Stop, stop..."
Hearing this, Tang Youan raised his head, wiped the corner of his lower lip lightly with his hand, and looked at her quietly.
"Is that enough?" Tang Youan's throat slid, with blurred colors in his eyes.
"Enough, enough..." Song Xici bit her lower lip, the breath in her chest trembled, "Tomorrow, tomorrow will be filming..."
"Don't go too early tomorrow."
"Really, that's enough..." Song Xi said with fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
Hearing this, Tang Youan had no choice but to nod, then lay down beside her, stretched out his hand to stroke her hair, and looked at her softly.
After Song Xici's eyes met her, he hurriedly lowered his eyelids. Shame. Tang Youan is too bad!
"Then, is it comfortable?" Tang Youan put her in his arms and stared at her lips.
Song Xici's cheeks heated up, she pulled the quilt to cover herself, and turned her head: "I won't tell you."
"Is that uncomfortable?" Tang Youan gently turned her head over again.
Song Xici glanced at her, pulled over the pajamas, and silently put them on and buttoned them up.
"Then, do it again?" Tang Youan pressed his forehead against hers, and then kissed her earlobe again.
"Don't..." Seeing that Tang Youan was going to go down again, Song Xici immediately blushed and grabbed the collar of her clothes.
"Then, how does it feel?" Tang Youan smiled and pinched her chin lightly.
Song Xici raised her eyes to look at her, and after colliding with her somewhat ambiguous gaze, she suddenly felt embarrassed. In a hurry, she got up and crushed Tang Youan under her body, and looked at her fixedly: "Do you want to know?! Okay, then I'll tell you!"
Being overwhelmed by surprise, Tang Youan looked at her and was stunned for a second.
"Okay," then, Tang Youan raised the corners of his lips, "what are you going to tell me?"
"I..." Song Xici put both hands on Tang You'an's shoulders and rode on her like a tiger, looking at Tang You'an's black hair scattered on the pillow, his face became more and more red.
"Huh?" Tang Youan tilted his head slightly.
Song Xici stared at her collar and swallowed.
"What do you want to do?" Tang Youan stared at her, reaching out and covering her hand on his left shoulder.
"I, I'll tell you later!" In the end, Song Xici turned over and lay down again, then pulled the quilt and covered his head tightly.
Tang Youan finally couldn't help laughing when she saw her like that. After that, Tang Youan stretched out his hand again and hugged her.
"Xixi." With his hands on her waist, Tang Youan gently closed his eyes.
"Why..." Song Xi muttered.
"Thank you for loving me." Tang Youan took a deep breath.
"What are you thankful for..."
Tang Youan didn't answer either, just smiled and hugged her even tighter. There is a feeling of wanting to rub her into his body and fully fit himself.
"Comfortable." At this moment, Song Xici whispered two words.
"Huh?" Tang Youan opened his eyes.
"Didn't you ask me before, I said," Song Xici slid his throat, "I said you made me... very comfortable..."
"Haha." Hearing this, Tang Youan laughed again.
"What are you laughing at..." Song Xici's face gradually turned red again.
"It's nothing." Tang Youan shook his head and just looked at her tenderly.
"I won't tell you, turn off the lights and go to sleep!" In the end, Song Xi gave her a blank look, then turned away.
"Well," Tang Youan let out a sigh of relief and stopped laughing, "Good night."
the next day.
Song Xici was woken up directly by the alarm clock. After waking up and pressing the alarm clock, Song Xici yawned and turned around, only to find that it was empty next to him.
Tang Youan got up before the alarm went off again...
When he lifted the quilt and sat up, squeezing his shoulders, he suddenly remembered what happened last night, and Song Xici bit his lower lip involuntarily.
Last night... Although I was afraid she couldn't take it, and I was a little shy, so I didn't let her do it all in the end, but...
As soon as he remembered that scene, Song Xici couldn't help raising his hands to cover his face, then fell to the bed again, and stretched out his hand to tighten the quilt. I'm going to die, after contact like that, what should I do next...
After struggling for a while, Song Xi resigned and got out of bed, but got up and walked into the bathroom to wash up.
As soon as I walked to the sink, I saw a glass of water on it. And, as always, the toothbrush where Tang Youan squeezed the toothpaste for her has been placed above.
Picking up the toothbrush and turning it slightly in his hand, Song Xici raised his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror, smirking inexplicably. After a while, she suddenly felt that the operation of smiling in front of the mirror seemed a bit silly, so she patted her forehead with her hand again.
After washing up, changing into a pair of black pencil pants and a long gray cotton T, Song Xici opened the door, ran down the stairs, and walked towards the kitchen.
Then, when he reached the door, Song Xici stopped.
With the change of seasons, the days are long and the nights are short. It is only after six in the morning, and it is already bright outside. Today's weather looks pretty good. In the morning, the fragrance of the flowers in the yard flows in with the wind. I take a deep breath. The fragrance is cool and refreshing.
In the kitchen, Tang You'an wore a ponytail and a pearl white silk shirt, standing leisurely in front of the stove staring at the pot in front of him. A pair of long legs, wrapped in smoky gray jeans, also looked extraordinarily thin.
She looked a little lazy, with one hand in her trouser pocket and a pair of long chopsticks in the other, stirring the pot in front of her from time to time.
Song Xici felt that any screen shot she made could be used as a pictorial.
Looking at it, Song Xici leaned against the door frame with the ends of her hair and laughed.
"Awake?" At this moment, Tang Youan turned to look at her and rang.
"Oh... yes..." Song Xi was stunned for a moment, nodded, stepped forward, probed into the pot, and looked at the sauce that had been prepared next to him, "Are you cooking pasta?"
The water in the pot was already boiling, and the noodles inside made a puffing sound.
"Yeah, I haven't tossed with this for a long time, and I don't know how it tastes," Tang Youan grinned and nodded, then put down his chopsticks and turned his head to look at her, "If it doesn't taste good, don't dislike it. "
"How could it be possible... what you make is definitely better than mine." Song Xici glanced at her, looked at the pot again, went to pick up the fork, went to the sink and turned on the faucet to clean it.
After listening to Tang You'an, he smiled, then turned off the fire, picked up the pasta and put it on two plates, and poured the sauce on top.
After finishing, Tang Youan took it up, walked to the dining table and put it down, then turned to look at her: "Come and try it."
"Oh..." Song Xici walked over, put his hands behind his back, and leaned over to smell it, "It smells pretty good."
"Then sit down and eat." Tang Youan took the stool out of the table and made a "please" gesture.
Song Xici pulled her hair behind her ears, then nodded and sat down.
The sauce is thick and fragrant, and it is quite delicious when mixed with the tough noodles.
After taking a mouthful of noodles, Song Xici quietly aimed at Tang Youan again.
At this time, Tang You'an was holding a fork in his right hand, and rolled the noodles in a gentle manner, then put them in his mouth and chewed slowly. Immediately afterwards, she stretched out her beautiful left hand and took a sip of milk.
He really looks like a modest gentleman, as if nothing happened last night.
Suddenly thinking of the image of her burying her head between her legs last night, Song Xici's body began to faintly heat up again. That kind of feeling is very brainy, although shameful, but it makes people yearn.
"What's wrong?" At this moment, Tang You'an put down the milk, turned his head sideways, raised his lips and looked at her, "Keep looking at me."
"No, why am I looking at you all the time?" Song Xici was startled, hurriedly lowered his head, and took a mouthful of noodles.
As a result, because she ate too much, she accidentally choked, which instantly made her brow and cough.
"Come on, wipe it." Tang Youan took out a tissue, ready to wipe off the sauce on the corner of her lips.
"Oh... I'll do it myself." Song Xici put down his fork, then took the tissue and wiped his mouth, but he no longer dared to look at Tang You'an.
Speaking of which, she also had a very lewd dream last night... She actually dreamed that she and Tang You'an had sex for one night, and she had all kinds of poses... Thinking of this, Song Xici closed her eyes again. . Damn, how could she become such a person!
After breakfast, the two brought their things to the entrance, put on their shoes, and were ready to go to the crew.
After watching Tang Youan change her shoes, Song Xici stood behind, thought for a while, then stretched out her arms, hugged Tang Youan's waist, and put her face on her back.
"What's wrong?" Tang Youan put his hand on Song Xici's hand around his waist, and asked softly without turning his head.
"We'll be together for the rest of our lives, traveling together in the mountains and water, eating, drinking, and having fun together, and becoming an old lady holding hands and dancing the square dance, right?!" Song Xici tightened her arms.
Hearing this, Tang Youan laughed: "Let's discuss, can we not dance square dance? Those remix songs used in square dance are so ugly."
"No!" Song Xici glared at her.
"Haha," Tang Youan nodded, "Okay, we will be together forever, we will grow old together and dance square dance together, no one can be separated."
"Really?" Song Xici asked again.
So, Tang Youan turned around and stared at her quietly with soft eyes. For a moment, Tang Youan stretched out his hand and rubbed Song Xici's head: "Really. Wei Chen dare not lie."
Hearing this, Song Xici covered her mouth and smiled until her eyes curled up.
"Then let's pull the hook!" After that, Song Xici, like a primary school student, stretched out his hand and raised it in front of Tang Youan.
Seeing this, Tang Youan also stretched out his hand and hooked her fingers.
"Seal!" Song Xici laughed, his thumb and Tang You'an's thumb were printed, "One hundred years, don't change!"
Tang Youan looked at her and nodded with a smile.
"Okay, okay, let's go, it's time to go to the crew!" After Song Xi resigned, she opened the door with a happy smile, and ran out.
Today the sun is very good, the sky is very blue, very beautiful, it is the taste of happiness. Tang Youan followed behind, looking at her energetic back, her smile grew thicker.
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