Pei Zhongnan also rushed to the second stall party and left after getting the camera.

After Pei Zhi returned to the room, she changed into a clean nightgown and half-shutted her nightgown to deliver him to the door. The second is to see Lao Pei disappear in the corridor, and she can go to the opposite side.

Until the elevator room on the other side of the corridor, she waited for ten seconds and even the mechanical sound of the elevator stopped, she took the room card and closed the door silently.

Just as she agreed, soon.

No more than ten minutes before or after.

The most intuitive proof is that she is soft enough.

A moonlight gently rolled into the room, lifting away the gauze-like moonlight, and the bedroom was as quiet as if it was a deep sleep. The sound of water flowing disappeared.

Pei Zhi stepped in on the carpet and called him.

No response was found.

She pursed her lips and laughed, pretending to leave: "I'm not here, then I'll leave--"

With a huh, the bathroom sliding doors moved.

He curled up all the moisture and hugged her from behind, bowed his body slightly, and pressed his jaw against her hair. He complained like a spoiled person: "You dare."

Water was dripping at the ends of her hair, rolling down on her shoulders one after another. With a slight sway, the cool touch spread out a bunch of water stains on her spine, sliding down the butterfly bones.

He hadn't had time to put on his top.

The insignificant coldness that was passed by the water quickly covered up by the hot skin and dissipated without a trace.

Listening quietly like this, the night with waves is never seen in the Mausoleum City.

But apart from the sound of waves, the two heartbeats that were not neat enough were also particularly obvious, and they betrayed their owners. They couldn't tell which one belongs to whom. Who jumped more excitedly.

The little episode in the middle seems to have no effect, but it is like a spring, pressing downwards, and it will bounce back more powerfully, more joyfully and harder to control.

Pei Zhi felt lighter and did not walk towards the bedroom. Instead, she retreated into the bathroom with water vapor misty.

Her silky fabric nightgown was light and fluttering, and she could not resist any other than half-covering. While walking, the skirt shook upwards with a large part of it.

Until I sat back on the sink, it felt very different from the one I had before.

It was cold and cold, and the water-stained tabletop was intimate with her. It hooked his neck uncontrollably.

She didn't please him just by sitting and standing like that. This design seemed to provide him with convenience, and he could play some games of climbing snow mountains and wading in lava without much effort.

The bathroom only has that mirror front light on.

It was hazy against the light.

Pei Zhi raised her hand and supported her on the wall, pressed her palm, and accidentally hit the switch. With a click, she fell into darkness.

Although it was an unintentional mistake, turning off the lights can indeed give people a sense of security. She kept holding it in her mouth since she sat on the sink, and was so angry that she couldn't get the kiss from her.

The light suddenly dimmed, and I felt his breath getting heavy and heavy. I was too lazy to explain, so I sucked my nose hard.

In fact, he just didn't have time to breathe, but he was wrong. He kissed and stroked the corners of her eyes, carefully swept from the tail to the head. He was afraid that he would encounter a piece of salty and wet accidentally.

I'm most afraid of her crying.

I also like her crying the most.

He lowered his hands and pressed against her waist and limbs even harder, as if he wanted to rub her into her bones and blood, rubbing her harder, not being at peace.

Restlessly rolled up the hem of his clothes, restlessly enjoyed the snow and plums, and restlessly tested the bottom line.

Later, she seemed to be lying on her back on the pool, holding the table with her hands weakly to prevent herself from falling down completely.

The bathroom was so humid and hot, as if there was a heavy flood with temperature, which completely wrapped her in and rolled her around for a few rounds.

Time rushes by.

A wave hit her and pulled her back a few steps, as if she had returned to a certain moment two years ago.

She cut her hands behind her back, her beautiful back against the mirror of the bathroom, and the coldness behind her was in front of her.

He was like a ruthless little lion, his eyes were red, no matter how much he ignored him. I don’t remember how many times he could only remember to wake up and lie peacefully on the bedding. His sweat slid down his cheeks, and a hot drop fell on her eyelids, mixed with tears that were about to flow unconsciously.

The waves came one after another, and the strange pain finally brought her back to reality.

Almost like a conditioned reflex, she shrank back. Between compromise and retreat, she endured for a few seconds, but finally couldn't hold it back, her rustling voice was heartbreaking.

"It hurts." she said.

Before she even started, she was in pain.

Xie Xing stood there, from time to time, and did not dare to move forward or retreat, like a sculpture of Zun, dared not move at all.

"I……"

He took a deep breath, his temples twitched: "I'll be gentler."

He was already very gentle, more gentle than he imagined.

But the pain in the body seemed to be dull in the flesh, and I couldn't tell where I felt uncomfortable. In short, it spread from a certain point and flowed along the blood to the whole body. The pain made my heart and lungs twitch, and my lips and face turned white.

He raised his hand to touch her face and felt her trembling lips.

Kissing carefully and comforting him little by little.

It took a long time to fail to work, so I couldn't help but turn the switch sideways. The soft light from the front light of the mirror lights illuminated a small piece of the world in front of the sink.

She could still capture an unusual look against the light.

The corners of my eyes were moist and my lips were white, and I felt really scared.

At this moment, it seemed that the strength was drained from the body. Xie Xing slowly closed his eyes, as if in a corner of his memory, she clearly corresponded her appearance to a certain moment in the past.

He felt like he realized it, kissed her forehead, picked it up, and returned to the bedroom from the bathroom. His face was buried deep in her neck, murmured to apologize.

There are so many bad memories he has left, and he shouldn't be proud of it.

Anyone who has experienced it knows how difficult it is to collect the arrows on the string.

Pei Zhi felt like a sinner, and she had lost the chain at this moment. Her enthusiasm had long been replaced, and she felt her mood calmer. Considering him, she carefully rubbed and sootheed her back and forth along the lines of his spine.

"Will we be better here...?"

It took him a long time to react, his voice was low but soft: "Is that OK?"

“…try it.”

Perhaps because of the unpleasant memories just now, the replay did not improve. I always get beaten back by sudden pain.

The shower was in vain. The young man, who was so excited, seemed to be tired, his arms lazily resting on her, rubbing her legs that were still stiff all the time.

"I'm a little tired when I catch the plane today. Let's go to bed."

The tone is full of fatigue.

The bedroom fell into silence again, and there was no sound of rustling over. Both of them deliberately slowed down their breathing and continued carefully, for fear that the people around them would hear something abnormal.

But no one could tell when he really fell into a dream that night. The feeling was very shallow, as if he was asleep, but he could clearly feel every thud of noise around him.

Even through the thick linen curtains, the first ray of sunlight in the morning penetrates the sea and hits the land, and the sunlight can be felt as if it crawls into the air and covers half of the terrace.

Another brand new, sunny day.

Pei Zhi turned over and pretended to have just woken up and changed into a comfortable position from his arms.

It was very tacit, and the eyes met, each with their emotions. But no one mentioned last night.

I got up and washed up very ordinary, and discussed what to eat in the morning very ordinary.

Even when she brushed her teeth in front of the mirror in the bathroom, she felt a mouthful of foam, and he leaned against the side and slowly took care of the stubble. After a glance at the sight of Du Feng standing, she laughed thoughtfully.

The muffled laughter echoed in a small world and could easily be transmitted to another person.

So he grabbed her hand and pressed it on it like yesterday, asking, "Whose pot?"

"My, mine."

Pei Zhi rinsed her mouth and raised her hand to surrender, her voice vaguely.

She thought of something, but didn't pay attention when she stopped, and scratched her nails somewhere, causing a muffled groan. As if she was tempted step by step, she did the most direct and boldest movements ever.

Pulling the pants down, pulling the palm of your hand up.

“…I, try it?”

He didn't make a sound, but suddenly he was in a messy breath and betrayed everything.

In the past, he was more proactive and had more tricks.

Such treatment has never been seen before. For the first time, he knew that a woman's palm could be so soft and delicate. She could not touch the lines when she held it, but she could truly feel every subtle thing.

Including her unconsciously bent her fingers, unconsciously tightened her strength, and unconsciously scratched her.

All fatal.

It can be considered... there must be gains and losses.

He thought.

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To be continued...