Luo Chi didn't notice that Xue Xue used "she" instead of "I".
It belongs to Xue Manqing and Luo Chi, and no one can replace them.
"I seem to... have a bit of an impression." The man murmured these words. "But... I still can't remember, no, it should be said that I have an impression, but I feel that this is not my memory, but... "
Fragments interspersed abruptly.
"Well!"
Luo Chi held his head in both hands and let out a low, hoarse roar like a wild hand.
Maybe he has recovered some of his memories at this time, but there is no resonance, and the memory is only the past after all.
"It's okay." Xue Xue sat next to Luo Chi and took the man into her arms. "Don't think about it if you can't remember it, don't accept it if you can't accept it, just let it flow and everything will be fine."
Xue Xue's voice was not loud, but it could penetrate the eardrums and the heavy fog, and directly penetrated into the deepest and most hidden corners of her heart.
In Xue Xue's arms, Luo Chi's eyes were half-open, with black pupils and red bloodshot eyes. He didn't know where to look, but he was greedy for the warmth surrounding him.
Once the tall man's back is hunched down, he is like a tiger whose claws have been plucked out.
What's more, he was tame in his arms at this time.
Xue Xue's hand stopped on his slightly wet black hair.
"I'm confident, Roche."
Ten fingers passed through the hair, combing gently.
"You will definitely fall in love with me."
The two rolled onto the sheets.
The stimulation of alcohol is sometimes more amazing than the effect of drugs.
There was a mess on the dining table, but the night was short, and no one cared about such a little mess.
"Luo Chi... Wait..." Xue Xue finally found a chance to catch her breath amid the other party's random bite. "Are you a dog? Don't... don't bite there... ah..."
The man who bit Xue Xue's collarbone fiercely raised his head.
His eyes glowed like a hungry wolf in the dark.
This is Luo Chi, the Luo Chi in Xue Manqing's memory.
With sharp eyes like wild animals, but...
With a frown, the hostility disappeared. The man lowered his head again to cover the skin that had been bitten by his teeth, and gently rubbed his dry lips.
Like soothing, like teasing.
"Um… "
The sensitive body was stimulated and trembled involuntarily.
The small sparks flowed along the blood, spread to the cells, and then burst out suddenly, bringing a huge, irresistible attraction.
"Stop playing, Roche."
Luo Chi, who tirelessly planted strawberries one after another on Xue Xue's chest, heard the words and moved.
A pair of long legs wrapped around his lower body.
The soft, sweet and dewy hinterland just sticks to the root of a man's desire.
It was already hard enough, hot enough, with a temperature that could start a prairie fire. As soon as you touched it, it made people feel like they were about to burn.
The Adam's apple couldn't help rolling, and the man's eyes narrowed, just like the calm sea before the storm, revealing a dangerous meaning.
Xue Xue was not afraid.
The lotus arm stretched forward and grabbed Luo Chi's shoulder and neck.
Under the seemingly thin appearance, there are actually muscles full of strength, which are just right and form a perfect, natural and not exaggerated line like a statue.
Xue Xue was very satisfied.
One exerted force, and the two drew closer unexpectedly.
Approaching Luo Chi's ear, Xue Xue whispered: "If you are a man, you should do it directly, Luo Chi, don't make so many tricks."
This sentence is like a switch, turning on the other side of Roche.
"Is it so impatient?" Luo Chi said, and put his hand between Xue Xue's legs, where the fabric was already wet with the filthy water, and it was slippery. "Tsk, little slut."
Xue Xue let out an inexplicable hum.
The rough finger pulps were twirling on the flower seam through the base cloth.
Circle after circle, Xue Xue was circled into the whirlpool of desire.
She wanted to clamp her legs, but was stopped by Luo Chi, who discovered her intention one step earlier.
With his ankles stretched, Xue Xue presented the posture of one leg being pulled apart.
The door is open, disturbingly.
And the men's molestation did not stop.
The delicate stamens were teased to the point of juicy water, but they were never truly satisfied. The greedy little holes shrank one by one. Even if they were covered by translucent material, they could still see how they were struggling to wriggle.
Pathetic.
"Um... Luo Chi, stop grinding, um... itchy, so itchy... uh..."
She didn't expect Luo Chi's patience to be so good, and it didn't seem like she was half-drunk at all.
Or, is it the half-drunk state that increases his patience
Just as Xue Xue was dazedly thinking about the intractable question of whether the chicken lays the egg or the egg lays the chicken, the man suddenly licked her earlobe.
Humid and warm.
Like some kind of reptilian creature.