Feng Danyuan was awakened by the sound of "ring ringing" outside the house. When he opened his eyes, Wei Zi was still sleeping soundly in his arms.
Afraid that the sound would wake her up, he carefully took out his hand, touched the ground with his bare feet, and followed the sound.
The sound came from Wei Zi's bag. He opened the zipper and took out the shiny mobile phone inside. He stared at the vibrating image on it and thought for a while. He remembered that this was the symbol of the alarm clock and pressed the off button.
"Feng Danyuan!"
The door opened, and Wei Zi stood at the door with her long hair loose and bare feet, her face pale, and her black pupils full of panic and fear.
Feng Danyuan's heart tightened, and he quickly dropped his phone and strode over: "What's wrong?"
Wei Zi hugged him hard, and said while swallowing: "I thought this was another dream... When I woke up from the dream, you were gone..."
Feng Danyuan stroked her back and said in a hoarse voice: "This is not a dream. Don't be afraid, we will never be separated again."
The floor was cold, so he picked her up and put her back on the bed.
Thick curtains blocked the outside world. In the darkness, Wei Zi stared at him, fearing that he would suddenly disappear again.
His heart was full of pity, and he lowered his head and kissed her eyes tenderly.
"Go to sleep, it's still early." He said softly.
"Can't sleep anymore." Wei Zi grabbed his hand and didn't dare to let go.
"Have you had enough sleep?" He suddenly smiled.
"Um……"
This "hmm" scratched his heart like a cat's claw, causing his heart to contract violently, blood flow to accelerate, and his whole body to feel hot. Some desires that had been suppressed for more than two years suddenly awakened.
The slender right hand with clear joints slowly slid down from between Wei Zi's eyebrows, and finally landed on her pink lips. After a slight pause, it continued to slide back along her neck, and finally clasped the back of her head.
The next moment, a hot, lustful kiss sealed her lips domineeringly, and with a slight exertion of his left hand, he brought her into his arms. As if he wanted to embed the person into his own flesh and blood, he held her tight
Hold her waist tightly.
The fire started and spread quickly from Feng Danyuan's body to Wei Zi's body.
The rational dam was instantly burned to ashes.
The raging fire engulfed both of them.
The mobile phone in the living room rang again, but no one paid attention to it anymore.
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Wei Zi was hungry again.
But she had no strength—not only did she have no strength, but her body was sore and painful.
This is not the first time in their memory, but it is the first time physically. But with the fire burning like that, how can they still remember this?
The result can be imagined. At the most critical moment, Wei Zi bit Feng Danyuan's shoulder in pain and gasped: "Be gentle..."
Feng Danyuan froze, stunned for several seconds, and then he stroked her back very gently, lowered his head and gently sucked her lips, with a hoarse voice: "Well, I don't use force..."
When Wei Zi saw how cautious he was for fear of hurting her, her heart trembled slightly like butterfly wings. She secretly took a deep breath, put her slender arms around his neck, and kissed his lips deeply.
"Take your time -" he said in a low voice.
Wei Zi responded to him by violently turning from passive to active.
In the end, no one could hold it back anymore, and the deep-rooted lovesickness turned into the entanglement of the body. Through the ups and downs, the sorrow and pain of the past were poured out.