At dawn, he slowly fell asleep. However, while he was asleep, he did not see the complicated look on the face of the woman next to him when she opened her eyes.
Her hands squeezed the quilt tightly. The room was full of her favorite colors, but she couldn't seem to feel that it was not hers. She had gained someone, but it seemed that she was slowly losing his heart.
.
What she wants to do, what she really needs to do.
But, what else can she do?
She turned her head and saw the cigarette butts in half an ashtray placed on the table aside, and a coldness flashed in her eyes.
The sky is slightly brighter, and the light coming through the curtains is particularly gentle, and even has a somewhat comfortable color.
Qing slowly opened his eyes and lowered his head. He looked at the sleeping woman in his arms. There was a thick smile in his eyes, and there were even feelings that he didn't know about. He was not mentally retarded, he just forgot.
There are many things, and the feeling is slower than that of a normal person, but he still has some instincts.
As if playing a game, his hand gently touched Xiang Qinglan's face, and she was sleeping too soundly. After all, her injury had just healed, so she never woke up. She paused for a while.
Yes, but he became more and more courageous and playful. His fingers moved down from her face, then along her neck to her chest,
Then, he suddenly frowned. It was high, soft, and strangely different from him. He put his hand on his chest. Well, it was flat and hard.
He squeezed his hand again and felt that his face was a little hot. There was always a feeling of impurity. His body felt like it did at night. Something was eager to come out, which made him feel uncomfortable and let out some.
Cold sweat.
It's really hot, and it's so uncomfortable.
But he still couldn't bear to leave his fingers, and his breathing began to become heavier.
It was really a strange feeling. Although it was uncomfortable, he liked it very much. He lowered his head and stared at his hands.
Just take a look, just take a look. She hasn't woken up yet anyway. He carefully unbuttoned Xiang Qinglan's pajamas, one button, two buttons, and the woman's delicate skin color was exposed, allowing him to
The heat became even stronger.
"Well..." Xiang Qing felt a little hot and uncomfortable in her chest. She suddenly opened her eyes and felt a pair of big hands moving on her chest.
She opened her eyes wide and saw the embarrassed pair and the embarrassed owner.
Qing's face turned red and her fingers tightened, but she didn't dare to continue.
He raised his head and saw Xiang Qinggang's opened eyes. He suddenly felt very embarrassed and wanted to find a hole to crawl in. He seemed to have looked and touched things he shouldn't have looked at.
"Well... I just want to see what's the difference between you and me. You're soft there, but I'm flat here," he pointed at his chest, but Xiang Qinglan's face turned red because of his words.
The blood quickly filled up, and she felt extremely helpless.
It was over, and Qing began to have the consciousness of being a man and a woman.