The sky is getting colder, the night wind is silent, only the rustling leaves among the treetops remain.
Lin Luxiao sat in the car without saying a word, looking at her through the glass car window that was coated with a layer of mist. After seeing her for a few days, she always felt that Nan Chu was beautiful again.
He has no concept of whether a woman is beautiful or not.
Big eyes, small lips, and a straight nose seemed to him to be judged differently.
When the brothers were drinking together, Da Liu would always say that this beauty was long and the waist was thin. He glanced at it and thought it was just mediocre.
I used to think that this girl was pretty good looking, but after looking at her for a long time, I found that she was pretty good-looking, until recently—
Every time I see her, I always feel more and more beautiful, although I have never admitted it in front of Nan Chu, and it is impossible to admit it.
After returning from the martyr’s cemetery, he still hasn’t calmed down. Once Lin Qi’s incident happened, he was obviously silent for a while, and he didn’t smile too much. Liu also knew that he was uncomfortable during this period, and no one dared to disturb him. he.
I also expressed my emotions a few times in the team, and that kind of depression cannot be relieved.
He bowed his head and took two deep breaths, trying his best to suppress his emotions and digest them by himself.
Nan Chu had always blamed himself for Lin Qi's matter. If he was in the wrong mood and the little girl was sensitive, he could easily blame himself.
Seeing that he didn't respond, the girl outside the window obediently stood beside him and waited for him.
Lin Luxiao sat on the seat, bit his lips, sucked his nose, and exhaled again. After adjusting his mood, he looked out the window, took the key, and opened the car door.
Nan Chu stood by the car and waited, his coat covered his knees, his calf was exposed, and he was shivering with his neck shrunk.
Lin Luxiao leaned against the car door with his arms folded and stared at her for a long time, then suddenly he lowered his head and smiled, his mood gradually became clear.
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Nan Chu was taken upstairs by Lin Luxiao, and almost pushed into the room.
There was wind in the window, and it squeezed in little by little, and the room felt cold. Nan Chu stood at the door, stomped his feet, rubbed his arms, and muttered: "Why are you so—"
The lips were sealed instantly.
There was no light in the room, but there was a little pale moonlight.
There were two figures entangled in the porch, Nan Chu was kissed by Lin Luxiao against the door, and someone bit her ear, she took advantage of the situation to wrap her arms around his neck, and sent herself there.
Her initiative made it even more difficult for Lin Luxiao to control herself, her strength gradually increased, and through the material of her clothes...he pinched hard.
Nan Chu was in pain, with his hands hanging around his neck, the body temperature of the man pressing against her was as hot as iron.
She was a little worried, and rubbed her forehead, "You are very hot."
Lin Luxiao couldn't care about anything else, he picked her up in the air, put her on the cabinet beside him, lowered his head and licked her neck, his voice was full of lust, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thinking of what you want .”
Nan Chu's heart trembled, and he leaned his neck back to allow him to kiss, holding his head buried in his neck tightly with both hands.
The room was very quiet, and there was almost no sound outside the window. Occasionally, there was a sound of the accelerator pedal, and the tranquility was restored immediately. Inside the room, there was a surge of emotion, and every emotion was just right.
Nan Chu hated the smell and breath of men.
Sometimes after staying in the crew for a long time, there is some mixed smell, and I feel like vomiting when I smell it.
It's strange.
Lin Luxiao's sweat and breath are very comfortable for her, especially at this time.
She enjoyed it very much, her fingers penetrated into his hair, and she couldn't put it down.
"Go to the room?" He whispered in her ear.
Nan Chu nodded, humming lightly.
Lin Luxiao suddenly took her off the cabinet with one hand, carried her on his shoulder, and walked into the room.
Throw it on the bed.
He bent down, grabbed her feet, dragged her over, and kissed her underneath. While kissing, he unbuttoned his own buttons one by one, slowly opening—
The clothes were thrown on the ground by him.
The chest was as hard as a brick firmly against her, Lin Luxiao looked down at her, and slowly bent down...
Nan Chu was shocked in an instant, as if he had been electrified, his whole body was numb, he kicked his toes, and his eyelashes trembled. He could only say that he had done half of it last time, but he discovered that Nan Chu's sensitive point was on his neck. Now, this seems to be a new one. Sensitive point, in the shoulder and neck.
He smiled viciously at the little girl, and slowly increased his strength.
Nan Chu begged for mercy: "Don't..."
For men, sex is a self-taught thing. For those who haven't watched a few movies to observe and observe, the tricks are useless.
For the first time at that time, it was true that the little girl was too tight, and he couldn't hold back for a while.
But whoever has explored that bit of territory, and has sustenance in his heart, can still regain some man's dignity.
Nan Chu was able to let go of her sexual affairs at the beginning, and Lin Luxiao couldn't help but lower his head to seal her when he heard the final sounds of groaning, for fear of being overheard by others, "Speak softly."
Nan Chu seemed to be deliberately against him, louder every time, as if he was acting.
Lin Luxiao propped himself up and looked at her dumbfounded: "It's really so comfortable?"
The little girl was lying on her back, her long hair was loose, her skin was fair and tender, her eyebrows and eyes were full of spring water, she said with a smile, "Really!"
He rested his arms on either side of the girl.
Hearing her answer so calmly and as a matter of course, he suddenly lowered his head and smiled, then he got out of bed naked, turned on the TV, turned the volume to 80, and closed all doors and windows tightly.
He went back to bed, straddled Nan Chu, smirked: "Okay, I'll satisfy you."
This time, she didn't intend to tease him, but Nan Chu only snorted a few times, which aroused him.
He smirked, his eyes full of ruffians.
Nan Chu subconsciously dodged backwards, but was dragged back by his shoulders.
…
He leaned over, stared at her, and coaxed her in a deep voice.
Nan Chu frowned in pain, took a sharp breath, and raised his head to bite his shoulder, "Asshole."
He propped it up with one hand, looked down at her, pushed back a few hairs sticking with sweat from her ears, lowered his head to kiss the corner of her eyebrows, and casually admitted: "Well, I'm an asshole."
Nan Chu was against him.
He didn't let her bark, but she barked instead.
He asked her to bark, but she didn't bark.
The two seem to be caught in a tug-of-war, and neither will let the other.
The room is dark, the curtains are closed tightly, exuding a sinking desire, and the TV with a blue screen is playing a single song in loop.
The man's deep and hoarse voice circulated throughout the room where the fish and water were having sex.
"It's all your fault for falling in love with me so easily.
Let me unconsciously satisfy the vanity of being loved
It's all your fault, your doting on people is a kind of temptation... "
Sensitive to touch, he seemed to be pushed away by a wave of water at that moment, and he was like sailing against the current.
Lin Luxiao looked down at her, excited for a moment, raised his head and let out a muffled snort.
It is fatal for a man to yell at the bed in a low voice. Nan Chu squinted his eyes slightly and praised: "It sounds good."
He ignored her, turned his hands over to the bedside and picked up an alarm clock, adjusted the time, and placed it beside her pillow.
"Time."
Nan Chu laughed, stopped and said: "I don't really care, you don't need to deliberately prolong the time—"
Lin Luxiao directly turned her over, put his hands on her waist, and said in a low voice, "I care."
It's not that he cares, it's that all men care about this matter.
Nan Chu was almost knocked unconscious by him.
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Broken moans filled the room.
The music behind him is endless, with heavy drum beats.
"It's all your fault. Your infatuated dream is like a curse. Who can move for someone who has been loved by you..."
Lin Luxiao put a pillow for her, and the little girl's eyes were covered with mist. He leaned down and kissed her sweaty forehead.
Nan Chu called him in a low voice: "Lin Luxiao."
"Um?"
Nan Chu: "Listen to the song."
He kissed the girl in his arms: "I'm listening."
This song really fits the occasion.
It's Zhang Yu's "It's All the Moon's Trouble".
It is the only popular song he can sing besides military songs.
She didn't know that when he was supporting in other counties, he couldn't go home for the New Year. A group of boys followed the instructor in the team, set up a small stove, and sang this song in a circle. He didn't feel much at the time , but a few soldiers around him cried, saying that they missed their daughter-in-law.
The instructor asked him, do you want a wife
He also tilted his head and smiled, joking without a formality: "My wife? My wife is still breastfeeding."
The instructor glared at him: "What nonsense!"
Lin Luxiao stopped laughing, straightened his face, and said casually, "My wife is wearing this dress."
As a result, these words instantly made several recruits who had just joined the army cry, and the instructor patted him on the shoulder in relief: "You are promising."
At that time, he really didn't understand the relationship between men and women.
But now, listening to this song again, and in this situation, he finally understands the feelings of those soldiers back then, but with his temperament, even if he wanted to, he would not hug his head like those recruits cry bitterly.
"I admit that it's all the fault of the oath, but the words like sugar like honey are the most touching, and no matter how hard your heart is like steel, it's soft as fingers..."
The inadvertent tenderness of a man is indeed the most touching.
The sound of music lingers—
"What kind of romantic business will make two people take their whole life as a promise..."
This love is extreme.
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After the work was over, the music hadn't stopped, and the single looped for two hours.
The sky is getting darker, and the night outside the window is getting darker, as if a thick curtain is hung, a crescent moon is hooked in the sky, pale white light faintly shines in, and mottled falls on the ground.
Lin Luxiao turned on the light, lowered his voice, and Nan Chu glanced at the alarm clock.
The time points to eight o'clock.
Two hours, two full hours, the second time was shorter because the little girl in his arms was crying so badly that he couldn't bear to do it anymore.
Lin Luxiao lit a cigarette, leaned against the head of the bed to smoke, pulled her over, held her in his arms, played with her hair with his fingertips, and came to a conclusion in judgment: "The little girl is physically strong."
Nan Chu took the lead and pinched him on the chest, "Get cheap and act like a good boy?"
Lin Luxiao smiled, "But you still have to exercise, and you will cry a few times."
"certainly not."
Lin Luxiao turned to pinch her face and smirked: "It's okay, practice more, you must pass, and I will try to bring you home by the end of this year."
Nan Chu was taken aback, "Rare."
"Well, you don't care." The man turned his head to dust off the cigarette, glanced at her and said.
Nan Chu put his arms around his neck and pushed him up, "With Meng Chu's attitude, you can still take me home, aren't you afraid that your father will whip you?"
Lin Luxiao thought for a while, then smiled confusedly: "Why don't we get on the bus first and then make up for the fare?"
Nan Chu suddenly fell silent, "Do you like children?"
Lin Luxiao thought about it carefully, "I like it."
He really likes it. When he was a child when he was not in the army, he felt that children were annoying. When he was in high school, every year when a bunch of messy children gathered at home during Chinese New Year, they laughed and shouted, pushed back and forth, and put some of his When the tanks and airplane models were in a mess, he wanted to pick up these children and throw them into the lake outside his house.
Later, when I became a soldier, I changed my view, and I grew in patience and love.
Sometimes it feels like a little life is babbling and talking nonsense to you, but you can’t understand the other party and still enjoy yourself, he really thinks that the child is very good, and he can let his anger, anger, and anger come from his heart.
He reached out and stroked her hair, and said indifferently:
"It's fine if you don't like it, I won't force it."
After finishing speaking, Lin Luxiao got out of bed naked, went into the bathroom to take a shower, put on a T-shirt, and went out to cook.
Nan Chu felt that his legs were useless. After lying on the bed for a while, he took a shower. He took a shirt from his closet and put it on himself. Long legs straight.
She stood in front of the mirror and looked at it carefully for a while, and when she was satisfied, she ran to the kitchen door and shouted at Lin Luxiao, "Look!"
The man in front of the glazed stage turned his head inadvertently, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, turned his head away, and smiled while holding the pot: "Don't look for trouble."
Nan Chu resentfully shut up, walked behind him, looked down at the pot, "Do you know how to cook?"
Lin Luxiao snorted and said, "It's okay."
When he was in school, his parents didn't come back very often, so he and his younger brother were the only ones at home, and then he learned some crafts from Uncle Meng.
Nan Chu leaned on the glazed platform, folded his arms, and looked at him leisurely: "Captain Lin, I have a question."
"Say." He didn't turn his head.
"Since when did you like me?"