"What do you call it?!" His tone was soft and slow, but there seemed to be a hint of danger.
"Rong...Rong Xiaochi..." Her voice softened with no ambition.
"If you have the guts to say it again, try it! What do you call it?! Hmm?!" He hugged her, slid one hand to her back, pulled the zipper all the way, and skillfully pulled off the dress with the other hand, sliding it down to her waist.
At the feet, it becomes a circle
"No, no, don't scream anything!" You Tong immediately changed his words, but unfortunately it was too late. He picked her up by the waist and went to the huge master bedroom.
"Ah! What are you doing?!"
"Put me down quickly!"
"I-I haven't washed the dishes yet!"
"Rong Xiaochi, uh, no, it's because the dog hasn't had a bath yet!"
Her endless chatter was finally cut off by a slamming of the door. The next second, he put her whole body on the kingsize bed.
He leaned over her, and she felt his hugeness pressing against her fragility. She instinctively wanted to dodge, but it was too late. The many days of separation and the suffocation just now made him lose his slowness.
Slowly teasing her patience, he penetrated her heavily in one fell swoop
She groaned and frowned unconsciously, as if she couldn't adapt to his presence all of a sudden. A complex light with no emotion flashed in her cold and ink-like eyes, and his fingers gently opened her forehead.
He looked at the hair in front of her face, staring at her beautiful and delicate facial features with her deep eyes, then lowered her head and kissed her delicate eyebrows, trembling eyelashes, small nose, and pink lips.
Countless small kisses fell on her face like butterflies dancing lightly. They were so gentle that she fell into a trance. She felt her body temperature rising continuously, as if a fire had been set off in her body, and her whole body was hot.
, he was dizzy, and a layer of light but bright blush appeared on his fair cheeks, charming his sight.
"Tongtong..." He put his elbows on both sides of her head, lowered his head and looked down at her, his eyes as deep as wells were dancing with burning flames, so hot that they seemed to burn her to death.
Her body suddenly froze, and her eyes seemed a little confused. Because of this throbbing call, her bright pupils were filled with a layer of mist. A strong aura of emotion filled the air, and every breath seemed to be filled with excitement.
Mixed with many ambiguous messages, the temperature in the room seemed to rise several degrees in an instant, making her whole body feel like she was about to burn up.
She met his tender and passionate eyes and looked at him timidly, "Huh?!"
"Call my name!" He commanded domineeringly, his voice low and hoarse, as magnetic and dangerous as the perfect timbre of a cello. Hearing it can make people's hearts tremble.
"Rong...Yuchi..." With every move he made, her body swayed, like a small boat floating on the sea, falling into a hot and sweet whirlpool, as sweet as honey.
The feeling of fire swept through her senses, causing her to fall completely into a fog.
Her voice was intermittent and shy, but his eyes were flashing with smiles. She saw her own reflection in his eyes, both passionate and helpless, happy and painful, a face tortured by love.
They were closely combined, and his movements were sometimes gentle and sometimes wild, but no matter which kind, she couldn't bear it. At a certain moment, she suddenly shuddered and convulsed, shaking uncontrollably, and cried unconsciously.
I got up with a look of embarrassment and helplessness on my face. This feeling of being involuntarily losing control is so scary.
Her mind went blank, and it took her a long while to slowly come back to her senses. She blinked her eyes and asked blankly, "What's wrong with me?!"
A smug smile appeared on his lips, "I think you are too comfortable."
So...comfortable...
With a "boom", her face turned red as a tomato. She pulled up the quilt to cover herself, but he pulled it away. The melody of love was woven again.
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Next day, early morning
The sunlight passed through the huge glass window curtains, slipped through the gaps in the curtains, and shone into the room, casting golden shadows on the white carpet. You Tong lazily turned over and reached out to touch the empty pillow next to him.
Opening her sleepy eyes, she saw that she was the only one left on the big bed. She realized that she was naked under the quilt, and a blush of embarrassment suddenly rushed onto her fair face.
She quickly pulled the sheets over and wrapped herself tightly. There was a rustle, and then a small note fell lightly on the carpet, like a feather, shining brightly in the sun.
I got out of bed with my bare feet, squatted down, picked up the note, and read it carefully - "Tongtong, get up."
She was suspicious, what do you mean?!
Walking out of the bedroom and into the bathroom, I saw a small note stuck on the mirror - "Tongtong, brush your teeth."
I looked down at the sink again, and there was the same thing - "Tongtong, wash your face."
Next to it, on the unkempt head - "Tongtong, take a shower"
I quickly went to the living room again, and there was everything on the sofa, coffee table, and TV.
In the kitchen, on the refrigerator door, on the dining table, without exception
Finally, she came to the door of the room, and there was a last note on the door - "Tongtong, I'm taking the puppy for a walk."
"Plop", You Tong couldn't help but laugh out loud. This man really had a dual personality. He was so gentle at one moment, and so stubborn at the same time. He was even willing to write so many notes to her, but he still couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Don’t want the puppy to call Rong Xiaochi
But her heart was inexplicably filled with joyful happiness, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.
She collected all the small notes and carefully placed them on the desk, also pressing them under the glass. The four-leaf clover potted plant was full of vitality.
After walking to the bathroom to freshen up, she raised her head and faced herself in the mirror. She saw a bright face and countless wen marks on her fair neck, which reminded her of the madness last night. The scenes were like rewinding a movie.
Sliding past my eyes, a hot blush crept onto my pink cheeks