[69 Book Bar - www.] Qingwu tossed and turned on the bed, looking back at the wide open bedroom door. The lights in the living room outside the door were still bright, the room was silent, and there was still no sound of footsteps approaching from far outside.
She turned her gaze back to the window with the gauze curtain closed, and closed her eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep.
After a while, there was the sound of the wall lamp being turned off in the living room, and she turned around again. The TV had no volume, and blue images flickered on the wall.
She was a little angry.
When I got up and got out of bed, I didn't care that the strap on the left side of the suspender nightgown I was wearing was a little longer. It was already hanging on my smooth and white shoulders. If I made a slight movement, the shoulder strap would slide down.
She walked to the living room, and sure enough, she saw a black head popping up on the sofa. The hair was a little long and a little crumbly. The light from the TV fell into her eyes through the gaps in the uneven rags.
Don't have a night attitude.
Qingwu deliberately made her footsteps louder, walked over, coughed twice, and pointed at Ling Yansen's hard head, which had the same expression as his, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"
Ling Yansen didn't know what he was thinking. His mind was too far away. When Huang heard her voice, he was obviously a little startled. When he came back to his senses, he turned around and his eyes quickly passed over her body. He scanned her up and down. A certain kind of emotion appeared on his pale face.
The unstable factor looked a little cramped and unnatural. He looked away and said, "It's nothing, I just can't sleep. Go to sleep quickly."
Qingwu lowered her head and saw a pillow that she found somewhere on the end of the sofa, and the bath towel he had replaced on his lap, and she suddenly understood the general idea.
"You go to my room to sleep. That's a bed. It's comfortable. This sofa is narrow, small, and hard. Don't sleep here."
"No, I'll just sleep here." His voice was as light as the deliberately slow steps under his feet, but it was loud and unmistakable.
Qingwu immediately frowned, her thin and smooth eyebrows frowning as rigidly as her character, "Go to bed, hurry up."
In fact, she was a little tired. She had been running around all day and even went to the police station. She got caught in the rain and her head hurt now. But he didn't let her worry about it, making her unable to sleep.
Well, I am always worried about his health.
What Ling Sicong said really frightened her. With such a brittle body, it took countless repairs to be able to move freely by her side. How could she bear to let him sleep on the sofa?
"Ah Wu, don't be stubborn with me. It's getting late. Go back to the house and sleep."
His expression was like the sky in June, indifferent to say the least. Between his eyebrows, the annoying forehead wrinkles appeared again, making his facial features even deeper.
The meaning is very clear, that is, he refuses to sleep with her. What is he so awkward about? Or does he think that she has reached this point after not having a man for six years? He thinks too highly of himself!
"If you think that sleeping in the same bed with me will cause trouble to you, fine, I'll sleep on the sofa and you sleep on the bed. Does this solve the problem?"
He stood up in a hurry, obviously panicked, and waved his hands hastily. His long and thin fingers were like five white onions, shining brightly in the night, which was particularly eye-catching. "No, I didn't mean that. How could I
Shall I let you sleep on the sofa? There is nothing wrong with my health, Ah Wu, don’t treat me like a patient."
While saying this, his eyes still unconsciously glanced at the shoulder strap she had slipped down. The nightgown was a bit too big and the shoulder strap slipped down. Her tall and round breasts were plump and tight. Naturally,
The white jade ravine that moved like a rabbit was like a round piece of tender white tofu. It rose and fell with her rapid breath, turbulent, and with it, his heart that had finally been straightened was also disturbed.
Got to be turbulent.
He grabbed the white bath towel with one hand, the hand he shook at her just now. At this time, he quickly pulled the other end of the bath towel, trying his best to pretend as if nothing had happened, covering his abdomen without leaving any trace.
Qingwu was a little fool and she really didn't see his intention.
She was just a little disappointed. What she had just said to him was all in vain. Could it be that six years was destined to become a gap in time between them who finally got together, forming a Berlin Wall, making them unfamiliar and stiff?
?
They were fathers, but he refused to sleep with her, as if she would eat him. His indifference hurt her.
"I don't want to treat you as a patient, but the fact is that you are a patient who has not yet recovered. I don't want anything that might prevent you from recovering!"
Seeing how excited she was, he was a little at a loss, but he couldn't explain it to her in a decent way. How could he tell her that it had been six years since he saw you and he didn't have time to miss you, so he just wanted you and couldn't help but want you?
Impulsive, he goes into heat like an animal when he sees you, but he doesn't have the self-control to control this damn physical instinct?
It's not impossible to sleep on the same bed, and it's not impossible to do what you want to do, but he's not sure whether he can give her an unstoppable sexual experience after six years. Men always care about these things involuntarily, especially
It was when he had physical problems. He was not sure whether his physical strength could support him until that time. He was even more unsure whether it would be like many years ago when he had not touched her for three years, but ended up having sex in less than a minute when he touched her.
Got the goods.
That was simply a humiliation to him.
She is so charming and seductive without realizing it. Can she put those damn shoulder straps up? Can she not wear such a suspender skirt? The style looks old and conservative, but it should highlight her good figure.
It appeared in his beast-like vision.
"You want to waste time with me like this, right? Ling Yansen, if you don't feel sorry for me after running around all day, then let's compare how long you stay here and how long I stand here."
"Awu!"
She stared at him, not bothering to open her mouth.
Ling Yansen had no choice but to come over, take her cold wrist, and rub it painfully. The skin as smooth as silk with a slightly cool touch stirred up the inner fire that he had finally extinguished.
The waves are high.
He looked away, pulled her towards the bedroom, "Okay, okay! Sleep on the bed, sleep on the bed! That's it!"
She stared at his angry but helpless look, narrowed her eyes and smiled. He held her wrist, and his unusually hot temperature came from her skin. She couldn't help but worry a little, remembering that he stayed in the bathroom for so long, "You are
Don't you have a cold? I told you to stay in the bathroom... well, look, you must have caught a cold!"
"..."
Ling Yansen is very angry, she is always like this, she looks very smart and clever, but she is as naive as a blank sheet of paper in some things. The blank sheet is better than this stupid woman, but she will think about random things that have nothing to do with her!
But in the end, when a man and a woman slept together again after six years, something bad happened as Ling Yansen feared.
Totally bad.
I don’t know who started first. There was a clear 38th line in the middle. I don’t know who stretched out the paws and moved the hooves out. Afterwards, Ling Yansen thought, with Ah Wu’s honest temperament, she couldn’t do this.