Lu Yinbing seemed to be an experienced person, and she blindfolded herself decisively, but she only had the action movies she had seen as a basis. Any acting always has an element of exaggeration. So when her hand gently stroked Xia Yitong's waist, the half-closed eyes, comfortable and enjoyable expression, and the moans that came out of her mouth that she had seen in the movies did not appear on Xia Yitong's face at all. Her whole face was tense, her teeth were clenched, as if she was enduring some deep suffering.
It would have been worse than today in the car. Teacher Lu was very hurt.
Teacher Lu stopped.
Xia Yitong: “???”
Lu Yinbing hugged her and asked in a muffled voice: "Don't you feel anything at all?"
Xia Yitong had complicated feelings, just like a fish stranded on the beach. She was looking forward to the tide coming in, and she kept looking forward to it. Finally, the tide came up, gurgled around her mouth, and then retreated without her even tasting it.
"Teacher Lu, why do you say that?" Xia Yitong took a breath and felt that it was very good that he was still rational.
"You look like you're in pain." Lu Yinbing tilted his head.
Xia Yitong wanted to yell at her: That's just an appearance, if you keep touching me I won't be able to hold it back! Don't you allow me to be reserved for a while? !
However, Lu Yinbing's eyes were so pure, switching seamlessly between a pervert and a man of both virtue and talent. It was so pure that Xia Yitong couldn't help but have the illusion that I was really sinful by telling her this.
So she stopped talking and just did it.
Lu Yinbing wouldn't, but she would. After all, she had been secretly in love with him for several years longer than the other person, and had been secretly thinking about him in this way and that way for several years.
When she kissed him, Lu Yinbing was stunned for a very short time, probably no more than a second, and then he smiled and closed his eyes. He originally thought it was just an ordinary kiss, but gradually, Lu Yinbing felt a hint of fire from this kiss. It was not a big fire that exploded suddenly, but the kind of warm fire that was slowly roasted with a match under a pine cone.
Xia Yitong's lips, as soft as petals, lingered between her lips, teeth and neck, but Lu Yinbing made no sound.
She didn't make a sound when Xia Yitong held up the back of her neck and kneaded it skillfully.
She separated a trace of rationality from her blurred thoughts and thought: No wonder Xia Yitong didn't say anything just now. She didn't want to say anything. The movie was full of lies, and it even made her nose bleed. She was so good that she could be fooled by such a big movie queen.
Xia Yitong bit her chin as a punishment for her distraction. It was actually a very light bite, but Lu Yinbing shivered slightly for some reason.
She had a hunch.
Before she could figure out what kind of premonition it was, the reality of that premonition had already arrived.
Xia Yitong's hand touched her waist.
Lu Yinbing thought: Oh no, it’s at my waist, I guess…
Her body suddenly stiffened, her chin tilted back, and her palms tightly clasped the waist of Xia Yitong, who had been lying on top of her without her knowing, and pulled Xia Yitong's waist down, so that the two of them were pressed tightly together.
She herself didn't expect it, and Xia Yitong didn't expect Lu Yinbing's reaction to be so big.
She tried to wrap her palm around her waist, then stroked it with her fingertips. Her short nails scraped across the smooth skin. She applied a little force with her palm, and Lu Yinbing stiffened again, and her legs subconsciously came together.
"Teacher Lu?" Xia Yitong called softly in her ear, "Teacher Lu?"
Lu Yinbing responded in a daze. The sudden and unfamiliar feeling of her hands and feet trembling made it difficult for her to come back to her senses.
It is still winter, so we still need to keep warm. Lu Yinbing clung to Xia Yitong like an octopus. Her clothes had been lifted up by the friction between them some time ago. Their four smooth thighs were entangled in the air. Xia Yitong struggled to pull up the quilt that had slipped under Lu Yinbing's arms and covered her shoulders with it.
Lu Yinbing immediately pushed the quilt down. Why bother covering herself with the quilt when she was so hot
Xia Yitong pulled the quilt up again and quickly took off her clothes before Lu Yinbing could make another move. To negotiate the two, Lu Yinbing reluctantly accepted the option of covering herself with the quilt. As an additional condition, she stripped Xia Yitong naked as well.
Lower your head and kiss again.
The kissing movement was very slow, moving from the earlobe to the collarbone, chest and waist. The hands also moved slowly, stroking the lower abdomen again and again, bringing waves of suffocating shudders. Lu Yinbing's waist was almost always suspended in the air, and even years of exercise could not bear it. She said softly, "I'm tired", and Xia Yitong pulled a pillow down from above to cushion it.
Afternoon... It was almost four o'clock, the curtains of the villa were drawn tightly, and the dim light revealed two figures lingering on the bed.
Everything seemed to happen naturally.
It was a full ten seconds later that the image reappeared in front of Lu Yinbing's eyes, and he heard the sound in his ears. His body also felt the other person's body's scorching heat, which was a bit like a fever.
She spent a full ten minutes recalling her feelings at that moment, and her conclusion was: it was like death.
It's horrible, how can a person have such a feeling
Teacher Lu, who is both virtuous and talented, thought so, and then seamlessly switched to pervert mode, wanting Xia Yitong to "die" in this way once more.
After the afterglow faded, the evaporation of sweat on her body brought coolness. Lu Yinbing hugged the quilt tightly and thought about the above questions facing the ceiling, until her legs were separated by a pair of hands again. She shrank back in horror. If the other party moved again, she would kick him.
Coming again
The warm towel then covered her thighs, then her thighs and calves, relieving her tired body after the passion. Lu Yinbing blinked and looked at Xia Yiting, who was half-kneeling on the bed and putting on her nightgown again. Xia Yiting was covering her eyes with one hand.
"What's wrong with your eyes?" Lu Yinbing asked curiously.
"Just now when we were doing that," Xia Yitong said, "you kicked me."
"Did I?" Lu Yinbing asked with a look of horror.
"Yes." Xia Yitong turned her face away, her ears slightly red, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito. "It's almost time."
In fact, she kicked her several times, but those kicks only hit the shoulders. If Xia Yitong hadn't been diligent in exercising, an ordinary weak woman would have been kicked off the bed by her.
"Oh." Lu Yinbing remembered after her reminder that she really couldn't control herself when she was about to collapse. She moved her feet to kick away the person who was making trouble under her, but Xia Yitong held her legs tightly and she couldn't kick him away.
And then she did something like that.
Um.
Yes, dead.
So embarrassing.
She had lost all her twenty-eight years of face.
Lu Yinbing covered her face with the quilt.
Xia Yitong's eye sockets hurt, and she found it a little funny to see her acting like an ostrich. She poked her buttocks with her fingers. They were very elastic, so she poked them twice more and teased, "Teacher Lu?"
"Teacher Lu doesn't want to pay attention to you and tells you to go wash your face." Lu Yinbing rolled up her long legs and covered her lower body with the quilt, not revealing her face while speaking.
"I have washed it."
Lu Yinbing stretched out a finger from under the quilt: "Wash it again, no, three times. Also, please brush your teeth for ten minutes before coming to see me."
"Then it will all fall off."
The bulge in the quilt began to shake. Lu Yinbing suppressed his smile and said angrily, "Go quickly."
"I'm gone." Xia Yitong sighed, reached a hand under the quilt, and patted Lu Yinbing on the back, "When you come back, you will see me with all my teeth lost."
Lu Yinbing's tornado kick was ready to move again, and it was raised through the quilt.
Xia Yitong was still frightened, so she quickly slipped away, brushed her teeth for ten minutes and took a shower. When she came back, Lu Yinbing had put on her underwear and nightgown, and was sleeping on her side with her eyes closed, pretending nothing had happened.
Xia Yitong came over and hugged her from behind, with his forehead against her back, feeling her heartbeat from her chest all the way to her back, and pressing his chest against hers, feeling a peace of mind he had never felt before.
She remembered a million things to tell her not to sleep, but her upper and lower eyelids were fighting each other so hard that she still fell asleep with steady breathing.
Lu Yinbing turned around quietly and traced Xia Yitong's facial features with her eyes. The more she looked, the more she liked her. She originally wanted to secretly kiss Xia Yitong on the lips, but when she thought of the place where her lips had just touched, she suddenly had a psychological barrier. So she had to give up the idea and kissed the forehead instead.
Xia Yitong nestled into her arms, and her extremely short nightgown was lifted to her waist with a little friction, and her bare thighs touched each other. Lu Yinbing took her cell phone from the bedside table, set two alarms, yawned, and fell asleep together in this position.
As soon as he fell asleep, he had an erotic dream, and he "died" again in the dream. Lu Yinbing got up angrily and had to take a hot shower. Except for the fact that his legs were a little sore because they had been bent all the time, there was nothing serious.
It could also be because he didn’t go in. Lu Yinbing applauded himself for thinking of this reason, but the next moment he became worried again. However, if he didn’t go in, it would be the same. If he did go in, he didn’t know how he would “die”.
Tsk.
Tsk tsk tsk.
She needs to do more homework. It's not fair that she is the only one to "die".
Lu Yinbing changed into home clothes and sat on the sofa under the warm yellow floor lamp. He found a notebook, spread it out, held a pen in one hand, and reopened the pile of treasures that Lou Xiaolou had sent him, and took notes seriously.