After chatting with Ah Yin, Li Shiyi was about to walk into the room, took out his hand from his pocket by the stairs, and made a random move, and he brought a beautiful and obedient kitten.
Li Shiyi reached out to hug her, but Song Shijiu hid without a trace. Li Shijiu stopped and turned his head to look at her. It was not the first time that she realized that Song Shijiu would have a certain sense of proportion when others were around. It was only when they were two that they shrank in Li Shiyi's arms, especially not wanting A Yin to see their intimate appearance.
With just a light glance, Song Nineteen knew that Li Shiyi was a little annoyed, Song Nineteen looked at her with a slightly charming apricot eyes, and there was an explanation in his eyes.
The voices of the people behind him fell back, and Song Nineteen could clearly feel that Sister-in-law Tu's exploratory eyes were placed on her back.
Sister-in-law Tu watched, Youngest Tu watched, Aro watched, and Ayin watched too.
She is not afraid of others saying she is not ashamed, but she is afraid that it is not good for Li Shiyi to expose her affair with Li Shiyi to everyone.
As for why it's bad, she hasn't had time to think about it.
Li Shiyi still raised his hand while she was pursing her lips and bowing her head, wrapping her shoulders. He didn't pay attention to the gazes of the people behind him. He only pulled her into his arms, and gently dropped a kiss on the ear, and then it was cold. He hugged her and walked back.
"It doesn't matter," she said.
Song Nineteen was right, she was indeed a person who was used to hiding her love, but she wanted the kitten in her arms to bask in the sun lazily and without any hesitation.
"Eleven." Song Nineteen walked slowly, calling her weakly in her arms.
Li Shiyi looked down at her. Her ears were hot. After thinking about it, she whispered, "I feel a little pain."
Li Shiyi was stunned for a moment, and was taken to the lower abdomen by her gaze, and moved down again: "It hurts?"
It was rare to see Li Shiyi showing a stunned look, Song Jiujin couldn't help but rolled his eyes and whispered, "It's astringent, a little bit unable to move forward."
Li Shiyi pulled her, slowly sat down on the sofa, thought about it, and unconsciously touched his nails.
While talking, A Luo entered the room with Wu Qian, Li Shiyi lifted his eyelids, tilted his jaw towards A Luo, then turned his head and said a few words to Song Nineteen in a soothing manner. Go upstairs with long legs.
After passing his own room, he turned and climbed up the stairs until he went straight to Aro Gate.
The door was ajar, and Aro was already waiting in the room. The tea that had just been brewed was steaming hot. Aro was wearing a slender long dress.
"Why, borrow two more?" The door closing sounded along with Aro's light laughter.
Li Shiyi's eyes were very indifferent, and seemed to be covering up some unusual emotions. She sat on the Taishi chair opposite the desk, stretched out her hand to support her forehead, and didn't speak for a while.
Ah Luo is not in a hurry, Li Shiyi also looked like this a few days ago. He sat uninvited for a long time, and after drinking half a cup of tea, he asked her to borrow two books.
Ah Luo didn't ask what kind of book he was, so he could only look at Li Shiyi, who tilted his head in a leisurely manner. A small embarrassment leaked out from the protruding beauty tendons, giving Ah Luo enough hints.
So she walked to the desk, took out two covers that had no words on them, and handed them to her without looking at them.
Li Shiyi took it, pursed her lips and glanced at her and said thank you, and still walked out without wind and rain.
Her back is unfamiliar and not unfamiliar. What is not unfamiliar is that she wants to do the best in everything. Even such a thing has to be studied for a few days in order to give her sweetheart the best experience. What is unfamiliar is that she slightly opens the door. A shoulder.
A Luo lived for more than two thousand years. Whether it was Ling Heng or Li Shiyi, it was the first time that she saw the feeling of embarrassment appear on her body, and now, it was the second time.
She found it so amusing that she unconsciously curled the corners of her mouth.
Li Shiyi whispered, "She has some pain."
Aro frowned: "It hurts?"
Li Shiyi didn't want to repeat it.
Aro asked softly, "What kind of pain?"
"Forget it." Li Shiyi was very uncomfortable, and stood up with both hands.
Before reaching the door, he heard A Luo Chunshui's lively laughter: "It doesn't matter."
Li Shiyi turned his face, A Luo nodded sincerely, Li Shiyi breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and was about to go out, but heard A Luo ask her: "You are going to find the statue of Bai Qian, aren't you?"
Li Shiyi raised his eyebrows, and Arrow explained, "My hearing is more sensitive than others."
Li Shiyi nodded and admitted, A Luo walked around the desk and reminded her: "The snake will be punished. Now that it has moved the table twice, if it comes back to him for the third time, I am afraid it will be extremely difficult to escape."
Li Shiyi smiled and looked at Arrow: "In your opinion, should I be afraid of it?"
According to her? This sentence is very strange and meaningful, but Li Shiyi understands that A Luo followed her all the way, not just because of A Yin, so the meaning in this sentence is very subtle, as if the subject is Li Shiyi seems to be Ling Heng again.
Aruohui was concerned about Lan and replied, "In my opinion, don't be afraid."
Li Shiyi understood. Ling Heng's identity is probably more difficult than she thought. Arrow condoned her to put herself in danger, and also condoned her to find herself in danger.
Li Shiyi turned to open the door, but when he touched the handle, he frowned and turned around, squinting to look at Arro: "You just said that your hearing is more sensitive than others?"
Aro was stunned, and under Li Shiyi's gaze, he froze the back of his neck.
Li Shiyi's voice was cooler than his eyes: "Can you control your hearing?"
Aro confessed: "Yes."
Li Shiyi stepped out without looking back: "Tonight, take control."
Tu Sishun did not bring too much noise to the night, but fortunately, Arro collected some ear knowledge in time, so that he could enjoy a passion without being disturbed.
But Ayin has something on her mind.
Her moans were intermittent, and her frowning brows were also intermittent, causing Aro to lighten and heavy the movements in his hands, reminding her to return to her senses without crossing the line.
A Yin was sullen in her arms for a long time, her fingers also swam around her eyebrows for a long time, and her body like a water snake swayed from her body, kissing her abnormally.
She lifted Aro's skirt and murmured with some confusion: "Sister is waiting for you."
The chin was caught by Aro.
A Yin was forced to look up in confusion, and met her clear and annoyed frown under Arolo's strength.
Her word "serving" offended Lord Yama.
The chin was a little white due to the clamp, and A Luo moved her fingertips and let go of her. A Yin gasped for breath and rested her head on her thigh. The eyelashes were like a butterfly soaked in water. .
She hadn't thought about the embarrassing past for a long time, but she just used the word in a ghostly way, as if to remind herself of something. Aro didn't like her like this, and she didn't like it herself, but she was indeed like this. The contempt was carved into her bones, and she couldn't wash away the cramps and skin.
She sighed and got up from Aro's body apologetically. Half of the cheongsam on her body was loose and drooping provocatively. She only had a small coat over it, which couldn't stop the spring light at all. She walked to the table and sat down, leaning on her head, not knowing what she was thinking.
After thinking about it for a while, she turned her body back a little bit. If she was so crooked in the past, she would definitely be scolded by the master for not being able to lift her bones. The master raised her like a flower and always hoped that she would grow to the top. Zhongzheng, but she stood up straight for a while, and her limbs became sore again, making her unable to control her paralysis.
A Luo quietly looked at her back, and also had a panoramic view of her struggling little movements. She was keenly aware of A Yin's sadness, fear, and a little unwillingness.
She moved her nose and walked over with her head lowered, her wide nightgown draped over her slender shoulders, and her white legs and feet were bare.
A Yin's back trembled, and she heard A Luo silently approaching, her skirt touched her back, and then she sat on the table facing her.
Ah Yin's sight was full of arrows, her jade-carved calf, her waist and abdomen wrapped in silk, and her half-naked breast in action. That should be a very attractive body, and it is a clean and flawless body. She has never thought about getting involved before. She always thought that the relationship with Aro was just a doctor-patient relationship, but just now she started longing for it.
The longing comes from the weakness in her heart, eager to possess something to prove that she is still alive and well.
A Luo fixedly looked at her, reached out to caress the jaw that had just been pinched by her, and led A Yin's cheek to his thigh, and then slowly and solemnly opened up to her a field that had never been touched before.
A Yin leaned over as if bewitched, and kissed it gently, like a treasure.
A Luo has never been violated in such an ambiguous manner before. She tilted her head back in an intoxicating arc, her back-supporting arm trembled faintly, and soon she couldn't help holding A Yin's face, back and forth on her head. Momo, and finally she called her hurriedly and delicately: "Ayin, Ayin."
In A Luo's shyness, A Yin felt that his name was so appealing for the first time.
The tide slammed the reef like a hammer, and then slowly faded away. Aro eased his undulating chest, his hand still resting on Ayin's chin.
A Yin turned her face away, leaned against her thigh, and dropped a kiss from time to time. She just didn't use her hands, she was reluctant, not too brave, and not worthy of it.
She calmed down a little as Aro leaned towards him, and she whispered to her, "Aro, I'm scared."
She rarely calls her Aro, and seems to rarely call herself "I" without pretense.
During the day, she easily agreed to Li Shiyi's proposal to find the statue of Bai Qian, but only she knew that she gave up before, not entirely because of lack of hope, but because she had been in the quagmire for a long time and did not want to return at all. to shore.
When the role of the snake essence recedes, how should she face her messy self
Can she strip away the memories of "serving" others, as if nothing happened
She was afraid that the decent and proud A Yin would come back and said to her - you really make me feel sick.
So what should she do
A Luo's hand paused, and pulled A Yin's scattered hair behind her ear. She understood why A Yin wanted her once, and she was afraid that she would not have such a chance to lust after tomorrow. She also understood why Ayin, who always only cared about begging for joy, began to have thoughts that made her happy.
She started to rely on her, she started to be close to her, and she started to open up to her.
A Luo's heart was warm and swell, painful and lingering, she stroked A Yin's back, and put her fear and trembling into the palm of her hand.