After making a phone call to Xiao Tang and asking them to find a place to settle down by themselves, Zhang Feng sighed and returned to Yu Mei's bedroom.
After sleeping for an afternoon, the two of them were almost awake with alcohol. After Yu Mei woke up, she took a shower. At the moment, she only wore a silver-white silk nightgown and lay on her back.* *'S jade toes were curled up and down, as if they were scratching on the tip of Zhang Feng's heart. Finally, I looked away, but I saw the faintly identifiable water-blue robes and silk nightgowns under the nightgown. It perfectly outlines Yu Mei's bulging figure.
Zhang Feng swallowed involuntarily, and his Adam’s apple made a "grumbling" sound. He immediately felt a little embarrassed. The house was too quiet, so the sound of the swallowing became clearer and clearer. Yu Mei held the magazine in her hand casually **, his bright eyes turned, he glared at Zhang Feng, then blushed and said: "How is it, does it look good?"
Zhang Feng subconsciously said: "It looks good..." Then his face was slightly red, and he went to sit on the sofa by the bed and said, "Does the head still hurt?"
Yu Mei leaned her body and pulled a cashmere quilt over her body. Then she whispered: "It's still a bit, but it's better than the afternoon." At noon, both of them drank a little and fell drunk. It turned out to be dizzy and entangled on the carpet for half an afternoon. When Zhang Feng woke up, he found that the two were almost naked and sleeping on the carpet. Yu Mei's clothes were still torn into pieces. Obviously It's his hands.
Zhang Feng hesitated for a while and said, "Should I cook some sober soup?"
Yu Mei shook her head gently: "No need to trouble, you will be fine after you sleep, eh, are you hungry?" After tossing all afternoon, the two of them did not eat dinner, probably because of the alcohol. It’s not for the past, so I don’t feel like eating, but it’s already *** in the evening, and I’m afraid that I’ve already digested the little things I ate at noon.
Zhang Feng touched his belly and said, "It seems a little bit. You can rest for a while. I'll go out and buy something to eat."
Although he is still a bit top-heavy, Zhang Feng’s situation is obviously better than Yu Mei’s. Moreover, he should behave at this time. The embarrassment in the afternoon also needs to wake up alone. He hasn’t figured it out yet. How to get along with Yumei.
Yu Mei said: "Forget it, it's already this time, you go take a bath first, the hot water has been prepared for you, and there is a change of clothes in the closet."
Zhang Feng looked down at the wrinkled clothes on his body, smiled bitterly, and said, "Okay, I'll take a shower later, I'll get some food."
Looking at Zhang Feng’s back, a layer of blush appeared on Yu Mei’s face, and her eyes became watery. Although she said she was drunk at noon, her mind was very clear. What happened? Clearly, it was just that at that time, my brain seemed to be unable to control the body, and I wish I could strip myself off, even if I look back at this time, there is still a kind of madness that is hard to restrain myself.
Listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, Yu Mei groaned slightly, and then lifted the quilt. After she got down, she pulled the cotton slippers, opened a small drawer under the bedside table, and took out an exquisite cosmetic box. He hesitated for a moment while holding this small box, then turned his head and looked at the direction of the bathroom, hesitated for a moment, after all he lifted the lid and sighed slightly.
After tidying up the dishes and chopsticks that hadn't had time to clean up at noon, Yu Mei went back to the kitchen to cook a green vegetable tofu soup. After drinking so much wine, the stomach couldn’t eat anything at this moment. He drank some light vegetable soup It just so happened that Zhang Feng didn't let Zhang Feng go out to buy food. Yu Mei just wanted to do it herself and make some soup at home, and she still had things to do.
Back to the **, lay down, turned on the TV, and flipped through a book at random, but her mind was not on the book at all. Her mind was full of the scene of lingering on the carpet with Zhang Feng in the afternoon, but there was nowhere. Can you read the book? Unknowingly, the book in her hand fell on her face. Yu Mei only felt that her face was hot, and she groaned lightly. She turned off the fluorescent lamp in the bedroom and turned on only the pink wall lamp beside the bed.
The bedroom was immediately filled with a layer of faint pink, and there was a faint fragrance, which made people think about it.
In the bathroom, Zhang Feng stood on his back under the shower. Despite the hot water pouring down his head and face, he stood there motionless, panting heavily, as if only this way could extinguish the evil fire in his heart. After an hour, Yu Mei's flawless sex still lingered in his mind, and his delicate, firm and smooth touch made him unforgettable.
He took a long sigh, his image was ruined, so why didn't he have any self-control? Isn’t it just a few glasses of foreign wine? Based on my own experience, it seems that I shouldn’t get drunk so quickly, right? Thinking of those things that couldn't be suppressed while holding Yu Mei in his arms, Zhang Feng's heart began to throb again. Although Yu Mei didn't say anything after he was sober, he even got closer to him, but But his heart is always uneasy.
Zhang Feng doesn’t know how he will face Mei in the future. Although he has not reached the last step, he can do almost everything between husband and wife today. Even after drinking, this can’t be used as a reason at all. Therefore, he does this. I was particularly entangled for a while, and now the key depends on Yu Mei's attitude. He doesn't seem to have the slightest choice in this matter. No matter what Yu Mei does, he has to unconditionally obey.
After washing for nearly an hour, Zhang Feng came out of the bathroom. His wrinkled clothes were still in the bathroom. He changed into a silver-gray silk nightgown, which was given to him by Yu Mei. When I was ready, the only clothes I changed in the closet were underwear and nightgown, and I would only be naked if I didn't wear this. Although it was the same before, it always feels weird and unnatural today.
As soon as she came out of the bathroom, she listened to Yu Mei's instructions in the bedroom: "There is a boiled vegetable and tofu soup in the kitchen. Do it yourself."
Zhang Feng didn’t hear anything else from Yu Mei’s voice. He felt relieved. He went to the kitchen and put the vegetable and tofu soup in the soup pot into the soup nest. He took two small soup bowls and brought them to Yu on a plate. Putting Mei's bedroom on the coffee table, first scooped a bowl for Yu Mei, handed it to Yu Mei, turned around and made a bowl of soup for herself, and drank it on the sofa next to the bed.
Yumei's technique of making soup is quite good. The salty and freshness is moderate, which is very suitable for Zhang Feng's taste. Before he knew it, he drank a few more bowls, drank the soup nest thoroughly, and took a breath: "Today this The soup is so delicious that I almost swallowed it with my tongue."
Yu Mei smiled, and said, "If you like to drink, you will drink this tomorrow morning, right?" With bright eyes like water, she looked at Zhang Feng with fullness. Under the pink light, there was actually no seductive charm, especially Sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, the silver-white silk nightgown is set against the pink wall lamp behind, and the aqua-blue corset is faintly recognizable. The delicate curves of Mei's chest are fully visible. Fascinating.
Zhang Feng's heart jumped slightly. Somehow, when he heard Yu Mei's voice, there was an unspeakable emotion permeating his heart, as if he was about to swallow him in one bite. This feeling was very strange. The worms gnawed at the deepest part of the body, making him itchy from inside to outside, and gradually became a little restless, and his heart banged up involuntarily.
He took Yu Mei’s soup bowl and placed it on the coffee table. Zhang Feng turned to his side and sat on the edge of Yu Mei’s bed. Yu Mei only moved her shoulder slightly to make room for Zhang Feng, and his eyes flashed with strange light. , Looked at Zhang Feng blink and blink, and Zhang Feng also lowered his head, looking at Yu Mei, who was disturbing his heart. He involuntarily took a deep breath. The lungs were suddenly filled with a faint scent of jasmine. This is Yu Mei. Plum's fragrance.
Zhang Feng doesn’t understand why he feels so emotional right now, and he doesn’t have the slightest self-control ability. It’s not the first time to be alone with Yu Mei. He feels heartbeat almost every time, but it’s never been so strong today. What's more terrible is that in the depths of my mind, there is still some faint expectation, and I can't afford to resist at all. The only bit of hesitation is also worried about Yu Mei's attitude, fearing that she will resist.
But Yu Mei shrank her shoulders and gave Zhang Feng a position. Although it was only a trivial gesture, the hint was full. Zhang Feng went to bed with the opportunity, leaned back, kicked off her slippers, and her right arm. Very naturally, he took Yu Mei's fragrant shoulders in his arms, lowered his head and sniffed deeply in Mei's bun, and then said contentedly: "Not bright morning, I want to drink for a lifetime."
Yu Mei pursed her mouth and smiled and moved her body slightly to make herself more comfortable. Then she whispered: "Yes, it depends on your performance." Shui Yingying's eyes are like a knife in Zhang Feng. There was a pause on the shaved face, and then he said, "It's not impossible to drink for a lifetime."
Zhang Feng's heart seemed to melt. An unspeakable emotion spread from the deepest part of his body. The tide usually overwhelmed him, his eyes focused on Mei's delicate face, he took a deep breath, and then he took a deep breath. Hanging his head, starting from Yu Mei's forehead, kissing her cheeks, ears, earlobes, Yao nose, and sucking the four red lips together, Zhang Feng only felt a "boom" in his mind, and it became a blank.
Yu Mei's toe was lightly picked, and the cashmere quilt was turned over from behind, and then like a swallowing beast, the two of them were suddenly wrapped in it. It was true that the wine was getting stronger and the mandarin duck embroidery was turned over. Red waves...