He was still sleeping, holding her body from behind and placing his big hands on her abdomen. He felt as warm as if he was carrying the internal energy from a martial arts novel, which was being continuously transmitted to her.
The quilt on my body was a bit thick, and coupled with his excessive care, I felt like I was sweating.
Very carefully, he took his hand away, withdrew from his arms, and sat up.
He muttered something incomprehensible, lay down on his back and continued to sleep. In his deep sleep, like thousands of ordinary men in the world, he slept as innocently and peacefully as a child. Perhaps it was because of his habit of holding a gun all year round.
, his arms were exposed outside the quilt, still holding a gun, with his fists clenched and placed on his chest.
She leaned down slightly, held his hair and gently pressed a kiss between his eyebrows that were used to frowning.
Seeing his relaxed and satisfied smile, her heart skipped a beat.
I thought he was awake, but unexpectedly, he smacked his lips and snored softly.
She put her hand on her chest, breathed quietly, smiled at him and waved her empty fist in protest.
This man makes people uncomfortable even when sleeping.
After staring blankly for a while, she wrapped herself in a bath towel and walked to the window to get some air. She opened a corner of the curtain, revealing the blue night outside. The rain had stopped at some point, and a bright moon hung quietly on the horizon.
Groups of stars twinkled on the sky, like bright gems hanging on the curtain, blinking incessantly. The air outside the window was fresh and slightly sweet, and the cool wind passed through the body, driving away the heat in the body.
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The second floor of the inn is a small attic. Through the glass on the top floor, you can see the eaves and the blurred scenery of spring trees in the distant mountains. She breathed deeply the fresh air outside the house, smiled and imagined the ancient town.
The ultimate charm of wind catkins, Yichuan tobacco, and curling smoke. She likes the ancient town in autumn. The low walls and courtyards are covered with her favorite trumpets, ivy or roses, and the flowers are in full bloom.
It's lush and green, making people's eyes and mood feel happy.
What is life and what is happiness?
She looked at her sleeping lover behind her, at the simple and ordinary life truth that the ancient town had led her to realize, and she really wanted to shout out her joy and satisfaction.
She should be content and cherish her blessings. No matter what purpose Mu Feng had to hide from her and protect her quietly, she should not doubt his original intention. She should give him trust and completely entrust herself to him.
Confucius said: There is no sin greater than what you want, no disaster greater than not being satisfied, no blame greater than what you want. Therefore, the contentment of contentment is always sufficient.
He who is content is always happy.
She is so lucky to have a deep love that can last a lifetime. She firmly believes in the myth of love that grows deeper and lasts forever. She also needs to understand and cherish each other. When encountering the ups and downs of life, they should be the first to learn the principles of contentment and happiness.
. Contentment is a wise man who teaches people to deal with unfavorable circumstances calmly, ignites passion in life, and exudes the brilliance of charm. In the mortal world, personal power is humble and small, and one can only have a heart that never gives up.
Only when you are content at all times can you be happy where you are and be at ease.
The simplicity of the ancient town is the way lovers should return to each other in the end.
There is me in you, and you in me, standing side by side on the heights of life and smiling at the glitz of the world. Ordinary life becomes wonderful and complete because of each other.
Returning to the bedside, I quietly rubbed my cold body and looked at his sleeping face, unable to bear to disturb his sweet dream. When my body became hot and my palms felt hot, sneezes came one after another of their own accord.
Too bad.
Could it be that I caught a cold due to the wind?
She pressed her sore and swollen nose tightly, not wanting to disturb him, but she couldn't do what she wanted.
"A sneeze..." The last sneeze came out, and her body became light and she fell into his open arms. Her breath was filled with his pure male breath, with a thick
Domineering and strong came to her face, making her unable to help but feel dizzy with happiness.
"Why are you standing outside like this? You don't know that it's very cold at night in the mountainous areas?" His sleepy eyes showed pity and disapproval, and he opened the quilt and drew her into his warm embrace.
"Um..." She whispered comfortably, passing her hands under his waist, hugging his back tighter, curling up in his arms.
"Go to sleep..." He kissed her forehead and whispered softly.
"Hmm..." Nunuo responded, but his arm unconsciously slid down, deliberately rubbing against the part of him that was gradually waking up.
He chuckled, and his deep and rich laughter rang in her ears, like the strings of a violin, it was so touching...
They made love quietly in the ancient town inn that was fresh after the rain. They kissed her lips like rose petals and slowly entered her body. The unbearable excitement made her moan softly...
Their bodies are entangled, their love flows, and they touch the deepest part of each other's hearts little by little. In that corner, there is an emotion hidden, called love.
Falling rapidly from the peak of rhythm, they were tired and felt the shock and satisfaction they had never experienced before. The intersection of heart and heart, the fusion of love and love, was like rebirth from Nirvana. Their whole bodies were filled with endless power, never like before.
Appreciating each other's efforts in this way, it turns out that happiness can be so close.
The morning light and starlight reflected each other. In the poetic morning, they hugged each other and fell asleep.
The next day.
The two people who had not yet gotten up were awakened by a knock on the door.
Chen Mufeng stood up in response, and Yao Xiaojing was also startled. She hugged the quilt and looked at him blankly... Get dressed? Should you continue to pretend to be asleep... After struggling for three seconds, Chen Mufeng stroked her head and whispered: "
Here..."
People rustling outside the door didn't know what they were doing. Later, Yao Xiaojing found out who the four soldiers were playing for in the rock-paper-scissors game.
"Speak!" Chen Mufeng carried Yao Xiaojing into the bed together with the quilt, wrapped her up, and then stood up naked.