"You..." Wen Shijue looked at Xiaodie in front of him in confusion and asked.
"Tong Sheng told me when he caught me! He said I was pitiful and hateful. Between you and Shen Yifan..." Xiaodie said, remembering the scene in that cold room, and couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable. stand up.
Especially Shen Yifan's appearance, whenever I think about it, it feels like there are needles pricking my heart.
"I'm sorry!" Wen Shijue hugged Xiaodie tightly and said heartbrokenly.
"Never say these three words to me in the future!" Xiaodie said, stood on her tiptoes and kissed Wen Shijue's lips.
Wen Shijue lowered his head and deepened the kiss...
Between the entanglement of lips and teeth, the flames of love and desire were ignited again, wilder and hotter than at the beginning.
Xiaodie clearly felt that Wen Shijue's body suddenly rose up almost instantly, expressing a primitive and urgent desire.
Xiaodie put her hand on Wen Shijue's back. His muscles were strong and strong, and to the touch, there was an urge to be ravaged.
"Jue...want me well..." Xiaodie sent out an intoxicating invitation, her body safely limp in Wen Shijue's arms, letting him keep asking for her.
Wen Shijue only responded vaguely, bent down to pick up Xiaodie, and placed him on the big bed that both of them had not seen for a long time. The bed rippled gently due to the sudden landing of the two of them.
The crystal chandelier in the room has been turned off, and only an orange wall lamp next to the bed is emitting a shining light, casting an extremely warm and moving color on the expressions of the two people.
All the clothes that were in the way have been taken off, and the touch of skin to skin brings the call of thirst.
Xiaodie looked up at Wen Shijue on her body. His eyebrows and face now showed a kind of undivided persistence, a persistence of love and desire.
"Jue! I love you!" Xiaodie's eyes were full of spring, her cheeks were dyed red, her two slender legs had already been wrapped around Wen Shijue's waist, and she was ready to cater to him.
"I love you too, Xiaodie!" Wen Shijue seemed to be ashamed to express his feelings. After saying this, he lowered his head and kissed Xiaodie's delicate collarbone.
Xiaodie smiled with satisfaction, opened her body, and accepted Wen Shijue's entry.
When Wen Shijue buried his desires and desires deeply into Xiaodie's softness, the long-lost feeling of being fulfilled made Xiaodie tremble slightly.
Xiaodie stretched her body into a bow shape, happily catering to Wen Shijue, allowing her body and soul to fit more closely until the most magnificent bloom.
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After this time, it was Wen Shijue who rested his head on Xiaodie's wrist, snuggled up to Xiaodie's side as contentedly as a baby, and the hot breath he exhaled lingered around Xiaodie's neck, which was a kind of real warmth and happiness.
Wen Shijue's hands and Xiaodie's hands were clasped together, and the two of them were silent, quietly feeling the sweetness of silence.
"Shijue, what are your arrangements for tomorrow?" Xiaodie asked, because Wen Shijue said that the air ticket to Australia is the day after tomorrow, so they only have one day here.
Wen Shijue moved his head down until he could reach Xiaodie's snow-white plump jade peak, then touched his face and said nothing.
"Shijue, I'm a little worried about Shen Yifan... Can you accompany me to see him?" Xiaodie asked a little guiltily, because she didn't know if Wen Shijue would mind if she mentioned another man's name at this time. .