Zhimian was stunned for a moment and met his deep eyes. The lights reflected on it, like a dark fire, rolling with enthusiasm, and the angular face was illuminated half-light and half-dark. Then there was the highlighted Adam's apple, which rolled faintly twice.

It was no softer than a quilt covering her body. The man's muscles were lean and strong, with the same mint fragrance as her, and a familiar memory came to her in an instant.

Her heart beat, and before she could speak, the man's kiss fell without saying anything.

Her hand was pressed against his chest, and she felt his powerful heartbeat, thumping, and her heart beat strongly.

Zhimian's brain is constantly dizzy.

His kiss moved to his ears, and his breath fell on the sensitive tips of his ears. Zhimian's body trembled and felt his hands on the buttons of her pajamas.

She wanted to stop her, but there was no movement in her hands.

A few minutes later, the clothes were thrown to the foot of the bed.

She raised her hand to cover her wrist with shame, but her wrist was pressed and held down by him. Duan Zhuo looked at her eyes filled with water, curled up the corners of her lips, and his voice was hoarse: "What is important to wear? You still have to take it off?"

The light at the head of the bed gave her fair body a layer of honey.

Like a girl who has never experienced this.

Zhimian blushed and called him softly: "Duan Zhuo——"

"Um?"

She murmured and reminded: "Home rules, have you forgotten..."

When Duan Zhuo heard this, his eyes became stronger and stronger, and millions of emotions passed through his mind.

Zhimian saw him stopping, and a cunning smile slipped through his eyes and said softly: "The family rules must not be forgotten. When the uncle and aunt find out, you will be finished."

The man smelled her brisk tone and seemed to have won a gold medal in avoiding death, with a little bit of power.

Duan Zhuo's kiss immediately fell on her neck, and a heavy and dumb sound ejaculated between her lips, as if she was sucking sand: "What if I want to break the precept?"

She tightened the quilt tightly, feeling a wave slapping in her mind. She was dizzy, but she still held the last trace of reason, lowered her red eyes and murmured: "Duan Zhuo, I'm not ready yet..."

She still felt a little scared.

I still feel that it takes some preparation time.

The man met her eyes, his eyes dark, and finally he curled his lips slightly: "Okay, let you escape for a few more days."

Anyway, he will eat it sooner or later.

Zhimian's eyebrows and eyes curled, Duan Zhuo caught her smile and said slowly: "But do you think you'll just forget it tonight?"

“Um…”

He kissed her lips again.

Knowledge Sleep is like a red rose, blooming in his arms, and his petals are peeled off little by little.

He bent down with great devotion, and tonight he just wanted to please her with all his heart.

Her knees were bent, tightly pinched by her hands, and kissed them down. Zhimian's body trembled violently, bit her red lips tightly, lowered her head, and her eyes filled with watery light met the man's dark pupils as if she was looking at her prey.

Duan Zhuo chuckled.

It seemed that she was laughing at her as she used to be, and she couldn't stand it so easily.

The girl closed her eyes and exhaled her breath with her red lips. She felt as if she was rolling in the wave. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to escape, but another stronger feeling in her heart told her that she was particularly eager for his touch.

She melted in his arms like a touch of warmth.

All the reason and shyness were relieved little by little by little, leaving only uncontrollable approach, surrender, and deliverance.

Until my mind suddenly becomes empty.

Zhimian was like a dehydrated fish. His body thrust violently twice, but he pressed it down and kissed it even harder.

Tears burst into the corner of her eyes and she whimpered and called his name.

I feel like I'm about to die.

Duan Zhuo stood up, hugged her again, kissed her tears, and smirked at the corner of his mouth, not wanting her to have a chance to calm down.

He took the box at the head of the bed, tore it open, and said in her ear: "If you buy this, you still have to use it and you can't waste it."

As for how to play, men have long had many ideas in their minds.

...

The night is long outside the window, and the gentle breeze swept into the room, stirring up the beautiful spring that rolls like the waves, the boat sways for a long time until the sky is about to turn white-

The next day.

A touch of sunlight pierced Zhimian's eyelids.

She muttered, opened her eyes in a daze, and saw that it was already bright outside the window.

The consciousness gradually became clear. She couldn't move her body, and felt the soreness of her muscles. Last night's incident also came to her heart.

The man's posture and energy last night seemed to have to make up for all their vacancy for a year. In the end, she was so tired that she was so tired that she urged him with her eyelids down, and he finally stopped.

I reviewed the old knowledge and learned new knowledge that I had never seen before.

Zhimian sighed, why are there so many things about this person?

That day really comes, what should I do? She feels that she can't stand it anymore.

While she was afraid, she felt expectant.

There shouldn't be a girl who can resist the male hormone charm on Duan Zhuo's body.

He looked strong and possessive in bed, and only she could see it. When she thought about it, a deep love passed through her heart.

Zhimian's head rested on Duan Zhuo's arm, and his eyes stretched forward. She saw the tattoo of her name on his hand.

She raised her hand to touch her, stared for a while, her heart was filled with love, and she couldn't help but kiss her gently.

Then, Zhimian turned his back, but suddenly he was stunned when he met Duan Zhuo's smiling gaze.

When did this person wake up?

The man grabbed her long arm and held her back into his arms, his voice was very low.

"Good morning, baby."

Zhimian curled his lips slightly, "Good morning."

He rubbed her hair, "Why don't you sleep for a while longer?"

When she mentioned this, her temper rose to her.

"I'm sleeping so late because of you..."

He laughed in a deep voice and hugged her tightly, "Who provoked me again and again?"

"Where do I have it? It's obviously you..."

She was so embarrassed that she couldn't continue to say anything.

Duan Zhuo stroked her hair as soft as seaweed and felt her soft body. When he recalled the good night last night, he felt that he had been quenching his thirst for a long time, which was a satisfying pleasure that he had never experienced before.

He approached her ear and wanted to call her name, but when he reached his mouth, he melted into two softer words: "Mianmian."

The man's lazy and lazy words in bed are full of intimacy.

Zhimian's heart swayed.

Duan Zhuo screamed a few more times, then gradually laughed: "Mianmian, it's quite cute."

It sounds soft when I hear it.

Zhimian has a little hot ear, "What are you doing..."

"How about calling you that from now on?"

My parents called her Xiaojiu from childhood to adulthood. Occasionally, my mother would call her Mianmian so gently. Later, when she went to her relatives' house, no one called her nickname. And the people who were close to her were only called Xiaojiu or Jiujiu.

Mianmian is indeed more cute than Jiuer.

Zhimian likes it.

The two of them rubbed their ears for a while, Duan Zhuo felt a little itchy and turned her over and pressed her down again, but the phone on the bed suddenly rang.

She immediately pushed him with shame and said, "Assist the phone."

His expression was slightly deeper, so he had to get up and take the phone at the head of the bed, pick it up and see that it was Zhuang Jiarong.

Duan Zhuo picked up, "Hey, Lao Zhuang."

After saying a few words from the other end, Duan Zhuo responded, "Okay, Xiaojiu is with me today, I will take her over to have fun."

After hanging up the phone, Zhimian was surprised: "Why did you take me there?"

"Today Laozhuang went to an old friend's racecourse to discuss business. I also knew him, so he asked us to come over. Didn't you have no classes today, so you took you over?"

"Will it affect you?"

He scraped her nose, "What can it affect?"

Zhimian nodded, "Okay then."
To be continued...