The moonlight, as clear as water, flows along the window, and the translucent snowflakes swirl down.
The picture freezes, as if caught in a beautiful dream.
Her lips were unbelievably soft, as if they were burning hot, igniting a spark deep in his body that could start a prairie fire.
The breath that fell on his neck was warm and sweet, mixed with the rich smell of wine, it became the most confusing smell, and easily scattered all his rationality, and he was completely defeated.
The chaotic night blended with the moonlight, outlining the outline of his clean face.
Those deep phoenix eyes were bottomless, as if they could easily swallow people up.
Lu Huaiyu tensed up all over.
"Ning Li."
His voice was deep and hoarse, and he called her name with a bit of gnashing of teeth, as if trying to suppress something,
"Do you know what you're doing?"
Ning Li's arms were hooked around his neck, her face was flushed red, and the corners of her eyes were moist with moisture.
She didn't answer his question, but she also felt that his body was burning hot.
This sound seemed to finally wake her up.
She let go of her hand timidly, and her soft and delicate lips like rose petals finally withdrew—
Lu Huaiyu grabbed her slender waist and lifted her up.
This is very sudden, and his strength is also fierce.
Ning Li opened her eyes slightly, and called out very softly.
The next moment, she felt the back of her shoulders pressed against the pile of pillows.
Just when her head was about to hit the head of the bed, his palm rested on the back of her head.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Huai and Huo Shen pressed over.
He leaned over and squeezed her waist tightly with one hand.
She was bumped into his palm, and then pressed into his arms.
Through thin clothing, almost skin-to-skin, breath and smell.
There is no escape, no escape.
He was condescending, staring closely into her eyes, breathing hot and heavy, as if commanding or coaxing:
"say."
Ning Li stared at him blankly, subconsciously supporting his flat and tough chest with her hands, her peach blossom eyes seemed to be full of water, and her cheeks and neck were all flushed red.
She couldn't say anything, just looked at him like that.
So clean.
So seductive.
A string called "reason" in Lu Huai's mind suddenly broke.
His throat was dry, and his whole body was extremely dry and hot. It seemed that there was a violent heat wave in the depths of his body, sweeping everything.
Her waist was too thin and soft, spreading out an incredible subtle arc.
He pinched her waist, wishing she could completely crush her and belong to him completely.
He leaned over and was about to kiss her.
A flash of panic flashed across Ning Li's eyes, and she raised her hand to cover her lips.
Lu Huai's and Wei Liang's lips were printed on the back of her hand.
He paused.
Unable to restrain his impulse, he kissed the back of her soft hand, then pecked at her slender and white fingers one by one.
He moved lightly and kissed continuously, as if he was treating a precious treasure.
Ning Li's eyes widened slightly, and she almost forgot to breathe.
But at this moment, Lu Huaiyu didn't notice it.
The next moment, his lips fell on her slender and delicate neck.
Her skin was as fine and white as creamy fat, especially here, when touched lightly, milky white folds formed, which was inconceivably delicate.
His scorching breath fell on her neck, causing her body to tremble slightly.
Suddenly, her waist felt cold.
He lifted the hem of her sweater, and his slightly callused fingers landed on the delicate and soft waist.
Rough and lingering.
Ning Li was so flustered that she bit her lip, her eyes filled with tears.
She sniffed very lightly, with the intention of crying.
Lu Huaiyu's actions stopped abruptly.
He buried himself in her neck, his breath hot and falling.
But he didn't move again.
After a long time, his breathing finally calmed down.
He pulled her sweater back up, stepped back with difficulty, and looked at her again.
Seeing her eyes, his sanity finally came back.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
—Lu Huaiyu, you are really crazy.
"sorry."
He suppressed all the emotions in his heart, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, his voice was still hoarse, but his tone was gentle.
He whispered:
"Ari, be good, it's my fault."
She was drunk, but he was sober.
Since putting her by his side, he told himself countless times.
She is still young.
hold on.
However, he couldn't see her having any possibility with other people, let alone resist her getting close even unintentionally.
Only then will there be a loss of control just now.
But when she cried, he could only surrender.
Ning Li shook her head.
Lu Huaiyu closed her eyes and got up, then pulled the quilt beside her, wrapping her tightly.
It's time for him to go.
he thought to himself.
But
His voice was hoarse, gentle and restrained, with an imperceptible desire:
"Hug again, okay?"
Just hug.
Ning Li didn't speak, her mind was still in a daze.
He sat next to him, took her into his arms again, and held her for a while.
He rubbed her head lightly.
"You are not allowed to drink indiscriminately in the future, you know?"
If she did it again, he really didn't know what he would do.
Ning Li was wrapped in the quilt, only her small head was exposed, her hair was a little messy, her eyes and cheeks were flushed, like a crying little rabbit being bullied.
She nodded obediently.
Seeing her delicate and soft appearance, Lu Huaiyu was helpless.
Lu Huaiyu knew that he couldn't stay any longer, even though he was reluctant to part with it.
He really can't stand it.
As he spoke, he stood up and straightened her bed again.
"Do you want to take a shower?"
Ning Li nodded.
Afterwards, he went out, brought in the pair of pink and white slippers, and placed them beside the bed.
Ning Li looked at the pair of shoes and didn't move.
"What's wrong?"
Lu Huai smiled,
"Want me to help you dress?"
When she's drunk, she doesn't even know how to change her pajamas, so she probably doesn't know how to wear slippers either.
As he spoke, he really bent over to help her dress.
Ning Li frowned very lightly, then retreated to the bed.
She doesn't want to wear it.
Lu Huaiyu raised his head and smiled helplessly:
"If you don't wear them, I can carry you there, but these shoes are specially bought for you, so it's a waste."
Ning Li opened her eyes.
Lu Huaiyu had already got up, and he really planned to hug her.
Ning Li moved forward, stepped on the pair of cotton mops, and put them on obediently.
Lu Huaiyu took her to wash her face and brush her teeth, and brought her a new set of pajamas.
"I'm right next door, if you need anything, come to me directly."
Ning Li gave a soft "hmm".
Lu Huaiyu looked at her.
Her face was still red.
He was going to leave, but seeing her like this, he was really reluctant to part with her.
She looked aggrieved.
For a moment, he bowed his head and approached with a low smile:
"When you grow up, you can kiss anywhere you want, not just here, can you?"
Ning Li was startled, and looked up at him, as if she didn't quite understand.
never mind.
She was so drunk that she probably didn't remember anything.
Lu Huai and the tip of his tongue pressed against the roof of his mouth. After a long time, he finally murmured softly as if resigned to his fate:
"Torture me to death."
There are guests at home, and the time is not stable in the next few hours. It's okay for everyone to watch together at 6 o'clock in the evening, okay!
(end of this chapter)