How did it feel like when you took your first bite of jelly when you were a child? That's how Xia Yitong feels now. Lu Yinbing was wearing an asymmetrical shirt. If she moved a little, her left waist would be completely exposed. Xia Yitong rubbed against it and couldn't help but slowly put her hand on it.
From the side of the waist, move to the lower abdomen, with the fingers slightly bent, the fingertips and the lower abdomen are the main contact surface, and you can't help but linger.
Lu Yinbing closed his eyes and laughed. His laughter was crisp and clear. He twisted his waist a bit. It wasn't because he couldn't stand it, but because he was truly struggling to escape her touch: "Hahaha, it's itchy."
Xia Yitong didn't move.
Lu Yinbing also stopped laughing, and changed his hand from hooking her neck to hugging her back, rubbing her back restlessly, without any rules. It was more like... tickling her than stroking her. Although Xia Yitong thought it was a bit of a downer, the feeling on her back was a bit like that.
Continue touching, or stop touching
This is a problem.
Before she could choose an answer, Lu Yinbing's tongue changed from active response at the beginning to passive acceptance, and then slowly transformed into "I won't move if the enemy doesn't move, and I won't move if the enemy moves." Her restless hands also stopped grabbing, her head slowly tilted to one side, and her cheek rested on the bed sheets.
Her breathing was shallow, at her neck and ears, and her nose wrinkled slightly in her sleep. She was very uncomfortable with the pressure on him, and her hands fell on the bed with her middle and index fingers curled up.
Xia Yitong climbed up from her, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Lu Yinbing, like an agile fish, moved up and rubbed the entire part of his feet, except for the shoes, onto the bed.
Xia Yitong folded her arms and watched at the edge of the bed for a while, then decided to help Lu Yinbing take a bath. The wind was strong and they had drunk some wine, so a hot bath would make them feel more refreshed. They were in love and they were both women, so there was nothing wrong with helping her take a bath, right
She convinced herself and began to check the bathing facilities. There was a water shortage in the northwestern plateau, and there were no bathtubs or tubs for bathing. There was only a simple shower area, which was square and about half a square meter. Two people could squeeze together without any problem. But if they wanted to move, they would have to bang their heads against the wall or the door. The floor was tiled, but there was some green stuff on the tiles, which looked like... The lights were dim, and Xia Yitong squatted down to use the flashlight on her mobile phone to illuminate it. Her eyes widened immediately, in disbelief. This, is this moss
Is this still a hotel? How did it manage to stay in business? Xia Yitong couldn't imagine that Lu Yinbing had lived in such a room for a month. Xia Yitong, a cleaning expert, first found some things that could be used, such as toothbrushes, shower gel, shampoo, etc., to clean the moss, and then looked for any dirt. She used the paper towels in the paper towel roll next to the toilet to clean it all up, and then rolled up her trouser legs to test the water temperature before tiptoeing out of the bathroom, which could barely be called a bathroom.
Lu Yinbing slept soundly. After Xia Yitong took off her shoes and socks, she moved them onto the bed. Because she was cold, she covered herself with a blanket. Under limited conditions, she would not treat herself badly if she could. The bed was not only narrow, but also short, at most 1.9 meters long. If she put a pillow in front, there was not much room for her feet. Xia Yitong felt distressed when she saw this. If she had known this, she would have brought her a bed.
Between carrying her in and taking off her clothes or taking them off before carrying her back in, Xia Yitong chose the second option. If she went in to take off her clothes, Lu Yinbing's forehead would probably be swollen from being hit in the bathroom when she came out.
When I watched movies before, I always felt that unbuttoning a shirt was a very erotic action. Compared with rough and intense sex scenes, Xia Yitong prefers to be gentle and subtle, expressing lust through close-ups of details, such as fingers and eyes.
And now, she was doing just that. Her fingers were on the inconspicuous Adam's apple on Lu Yinbing's neck. There seemed to be a slight bulge underneath, which rose and fell under her fingertips as she swallowed, hard and soft.
Lu Yinbing swallowed his saliva, and she followed suit. This gave her a very strange feeling, as if she and Lu Yinbing were breathing together and were an inseparable individual.
He gradually bent down, used the light to see the direction of the buttons, held one side with one hand, and unbuttoned them one by one without touching Lu Yinbing's skin.
The first one is the clavicle. Everyone has a clavicle, but the angle of opening and closing is different. Not all thin clavicles look good. If the clavicle is raised, the neck will look short. Lu Yinbing has a medium frame, not thin, but her shoulders can support all kinds of dresses. The clavicle is flat and slender, almost 180 degrees, but not too straight, just slightly protruding, which matches her frame very well. It doesn't look glaring when she is quiet, but as long as she breathes hard or talks, or takes a dynamic picture, it will be particularly obvious, instantly attracting the other person's attention.
When Xia Yitong untied her chest, Lu Yinbing seemed to notice it. She took a deep breath, and her straight collarbone stood up from under the skin. The two bones were connected to the meridians in the neck. Her long neck tilted back, her skin was like snow-white porcelain, and her chest rose and fell. It was a very sexual posture.
It's written all over my body: I'm delicious, come and eat me, come and eat me.
Xia Yitong took a deep breath and turned away her eyes. Her fingers touched the part of Lu Yinbing's upper chest that was not covered by her underwear. It was warm and soft. Xia Yitong told herself to be patient for the umpteenth time. After staying for five seconds, she moved away. But Lu Yinbing refused to let her go. He grabbed her wrist, put it back in place, and pressed it sideways.
Xia Yitong was sweating and leaned over to ask Lu Yinbing in his ear: "Teacher Lu, are you awake?"
"Teacher Lu?"
"Lu Yinbing?" Xia Yitong kissed her secretly.
"… "
Xia Yitong tried to turn her over, but a drunk person was heavier than usual, so she was reluctant to use force and pushed her but it didn't move. If she wasn't afraid of hurting Lu Yinbing's breasts, she would probably have to stay in this position tonight.
With a strong push, Lu Yinbing turned over successfully. Not only did he almost push Lu Yinbing off the single bed, but he also woke her up.
An hour had passed since Lu Yinbing fell asleep. After a little sleep, he was almost sober. With such a loud noise, even if Lu Yinbing was a pig, he would have woken up.
She looked at Xia Yitong with horror, as she hadn't yet taken her hand away from her chest out of shock: "What are you doing?!"
Xia Yitong looked at her hands and said incoherently, "I, it was you, you, you, you who took the initiative—"
"Then why don't you take it out!" Lu Yinbing was even more flustered than her. After all, she was a young girl, a new driver who hadn't even taken the driver's license test. The kiss just now happened under the influence of alcohol. She would never be so unrestrained as to take off someone's clothes! Xia Yitong would definitely think she was a lecher, so she had to be reserved. She was both virtuous and talented, so she had to stay calm. She could win.
Xia Yitong said "Oh", withdrew his hand, and then regretted not touching her a few more times while she was sleeping.
The two men looked at each other, then turned their eyes away at the same time, turned their heads to look at the wall that had been in disrepair and the paint was peeling off, and then turned their heads to look at the door that they didn't know if it could be locked tightly. There was a bolt, so that was okay.
Lu Yinbing glanced at Xia Yitong out of the corner of his eye and happened to meet the other person's furtive gaze.
"Um..." Lu Yinbing said while calmly buttoning his shirt, "Why don't you take a shower first?"
"My luggage is next door, you can wash it first." Xia Yitong said.
How about... together
As soon as this thought came to Lu Yinbing's mind, her well-developed brain as an artist began to assume various possibilities of entanglement in the bathroom, rolling from the bathroom to the bed sheets, and then rolling from the bed sheets back to the bathroom. The resources she had seen came to her mind vividly, and once the floodgates were opened, the flood could not be stopped.
She felt that her emotional experience had risen to a new level. The flood even poured into her nose. It could be said that she was extremely immersed in it.
No matter how many Thomas the Tank Engines were running in Lu Yinbing's heart, her expression was always calm. After all, she was a movie queen and was good at concealing her emotions, including those thoughts that were slightly tainted. Her upright face also made her look very upright.
She would have been even more upright if it weren't for the blood from her nose that was already dripping down her legs.
Xia Yitong was the first one to notice that she was bleeding from the nose. Lu Yinbing was facing her. The blood did not flow down drop by drop, but suddenly flowed down without any warning. It was so fast that Xia Yitong thought she was dazzled. She closed her eyes and then opened them again, but the blood was still the same blood.
Lu Yinbing looked at Xia Yitong in confusion as she started looking for tissues. He rushed into the bathroom and took a roll of tissues. "Teacher Lu, hurry up and plug it up! Lower your head a little, don't look up, or your nose will bleed back."
Block... what
Lu Yinbing had a bad feeling and when he touched his hand, he found it was covered in blood.
"..." I'm so damn convinced that she can't even use her imagination. If she really drives on the road with a driver's license, is she going to be covered in blood
Xia Yitong looked at Lu Yinbing who was pulling out a large ball of paper, covering his nose and looking angry, and suddenly she didn't know why.
"Teacher Lu, did you eat too much mutton here and get a sore throat?"
"Maybe." Lu Yinbing answered vaguely, not wanting to talk much.
"Then I'll buy you some duck meat. Lamb replenishes yang, and duck replenishes yin. If you eat them alternately, you won't get a sore throat."
"Yeah." Lu Yinbing said, "I can't take a shower for a while. Go get some clothes and wash them first."
"good."
The two of them agreed to stay in the same room. Xia Yitong opened the door and went out. The corridor was not deep. The light bulbs were out of repair and gave off a dim light. There were probably only four or five rooms along the way. I don't know if anyone lived in the opposite room. There was no light from downstairs. The two doors were about three meters apart. Xia Yitong's footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.
Creak, the sound of the door opening that almost no one could hear.
When entering her room, Xia Yitong became more cautious. She suddenly turned around to look at the room opposite. She caught a glimpse of light out of the corner of her eye, which seemed to be reflected by a lens.
There was a flash of light, then it quickly disappeared.
She wasn't startled, but the people in the room were.
The pigtailed girl fell backwards into the yellow-haired man's arms. The yellow-haired man was fiddling with his phone camera to take a secret photo, but was knocked to the ground by him. He cursed in a low voice, "Fuck!" and "Are you fucking sick?"
Pigtail swallowed and said, "Brother, I think she saw us."
"If you see it, then you see it. There's an old saying that goes, 'You're not afraid of thieves stealing, but you're afraid of thieves thinking about it,'" Huangmao shrugged his nose, looking very disapproving. They both came from the film and television base to the Northwest, and those stars are all shrewd people. He didn't believe that the other party didn't feel anything at all.
Little Pigtail sniffed, thought for a while, and said, "Brother, we are thieves?" Is this how this phrase is used
Huang Mao raised his hand and slapped him on the neck, glaring at him: "How can you talk like that? We are journalists. I am just making an analogy. Don't you know what I mean? Illiterate! Have you ever been to primary school?"
The pigtailed girl gave a thumbs up and nodded, "Brother, you are right, you are right."
"Learn from that." The yellow-haired man raised his eyebrows, and said with a look of pride in his small blue eyes, "See, these two... Hey, having a tryst late at night."