The room is easy to find. Once you get on the elevator, you will see a corridor. On both sides of the corridor, there are rooms/cuoshanghaomendaheng/mishanghaomentyongtxtdownload/a. On the door of the room, there is a house number.
"302... This is it!" After walking a few steps, Zhang Yiming found Room 302, the paradise where he would spend his spring supper tonight. He chuckled, took out the key, and opened the keyhole of the door.
With a click, the concierge opened the door.
After the door opened, Zhang Yiming's eyes lit up. Room 988 was indeed expensive for a reason. The furnishings inside gave people a rather high-end feeling visually. Moreover, the place that caught the eye was not.
It's not a narrow bedroom, but a small hall. There are two doors on both sides of the hall. One should be the bathroom, and the other is the real bedroom. It looks quite stylish, not the kind of room that you see at first sight.
, it’s a room that feels like it’s just for renting a room.
"Hey, let's go in!" Zhang Yiming pulled Song Youran, who was nervous, into the room, and then locked the door.
"Hey, everything is ok." Zhang Yiming smiled and sat down on the sofa in the hall, and then looked at Song Youran's body with a fascinated look. The beautiful and seductive feeling made him feel quite comfortable.
Song Youran stood nervously in front of Zhang Yiming, her eyes slightly lowered and her lips slightly biting. She felt quite nervous and didn't know what she should do.
"Go take a shower! Hehe, you wash first." Zhang Yiming smiled at Song Youran.
"Oh! Okay." Song Youran responded somewhat dullly, then blushed and walked towards the bathroom.
Zhang Yiming lay on the sofa with satisfaction, humming a tune happily. Not long after, the sound of water came from inside, which made Zhang Yiming feel quite upset.
"Huh, sex. The blessing came so suddenly! Brother, don't be too excited today. It is said that if you are too excited, you may ejaculate in your crotch for the first time! Well, brother, please calm down..."
"Click!" Just when Zhang Yiming was forcing himself to calm down, the bathroom door suddenly clicked, making Zhang Yiming stunned. Could it be that it was washed so quickly?
"Zhang...Zhang Yiming, I don't seem to have any clothes to change!" Song Youran put half of her head in the crack of the door and said in a low voice. She was halfway through washing and realized that she had taken off her dirty clothes and had nothing to change into.
Now, do you still want to go out wearing that black outfit? Wouldn't it be too sentimental?
"Well, you don't have any clothes to wear?" Zhang Yiming laughed and said, "Then don't wear any! You have to take them off anyway!"
"..." After hearing Zhang Yiming's lewd words, Song Youran immediately retracted his head and closed the bathroom door again.
"Hey, no clothes? That's right." Zhang Yiming raised his eyebrows at the closed bathroom door and laughed, looking rather vulgar and lewd...
Not long after, when the bathroom door opened again, Zhang Yiming's eyes suddenly lit up!
The long, moist hair was spread behind her, and her face was blushing with shame. She only had a large bath towel around her waist, and a pair of slippers provided by the hotel under her feet, but they couldn't hide her snow-white feet...
…
"You watch some TV, I'm going to take a shower. Don't be too nervous, I'll be very gentle." Zhang Yiming said, then walked to the bathroom and took a quick shower.
Song Youran was sitting on the sofa, not bothering to watch TV. Her mind was filled with fantasizing about what would happen next. She didn't know how Zhang Yiming's pervert temperament would destroy her crazily later. This was her first time.
Now, he shouldn’t ask too much of himself, right?
With worry in her heart and her face red, Song Youran tensed up when she heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, and her two snow-white jade legs couldn't help but tighten.
Without making any unnecessary noise, Zhang Yiming walked to Song Youran's side with bare feet, sat down, and his face turned red.
"Well, why don't we go back inside and watch TV?" Zhang Yiming didn't know if there was a TV in the bedroom. Anyway, it was just an excuse to go back inside and watch TV.
"Well, let's go inside and take a look." Song Youran obviously cooperated with Zhang Yiming, lowering his head and nodding shyly.
"Hey, then I'll carry you." Zhang Yiming raised his eyebrows and suddenly showed a surprised smile. Then he put his arms around Song Youran's body, holding the small jade-like body between his hands.
between.
Song Youran buried her head in front of Zhang Yiming's chest and felt the rapid beating of Zhang Yiming's heart. She was stunned for a moment. This perverted guy's heart beat faster than her own! Is he more nervous than herself?
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Song Youran's blushing face: "It turns out that he is also a young bird!"
After entering the bedroom, Zhang Yiming gently placed Song Youran's soft body on the big round bed. Looking at Song Youran's slightly closed eyes, he did not turn on the TV, but gently leaned down and looked at the TV.
Song Youran clicked her lips...
After a while, they kissed her deeply again!
At this moment, all words are redundant. Only actions can prove the fire in his heart and his hunger for desire...
"Um……"
The sound of spring is heard, and the bath towel is not covering the body!
A dragon roars towards the sky, plum blossoms red padded clothes...
At the moment of rising passion and unbearable desire, as Song Youran endured the low hum of pain, the gate of Yumen broke through the plum blossoms. The flowers bloomed, and bright red blood flowed on Zhang Yiming's bath towel that had been spread under Song Youran...
(The Harmony of Evil, five hundred words have been deleted here and will not be approved. The egg is broken...).
…
"I...I may be too nervous."
"I know."
"I'm really too nervous."
"Yeah, I know. It's okay."
"Wuwu, you have to believe me, if I wasn't nervous, I would never have done it so fast."
"Yeah, I understand, I don't care."
On the big round bed, the two of them had been covered with sheets. Zhang Yiming leaned aggrievedly on Song Youran's shoulder, while Song Youran gently patted Zhang Yiming's arm and comforted this quick-fire man with a gentle voice.
"I'm going to take a bath, let's do it again later! I'm actually really strong, this must be an accident!" Zhang Yiming wiped away a tear from the corner of his eye, raised his head and said to Song Youran,
Like a little boy who wants to prove that he is strong.
"Uh, no need. Just rest! Too much is not good for your health." Song Youran was stunned for a moment, and then said with a wry smile. He didn't even care. Why was he so persistent? Although it was only ten times, it felt like you
Haven't you already tasted it?
"You just dislike me for being too short, so you don't want to come with me/nmeirenhuirenjian/laughing the beauty back to the world/a! Isn't that right?" Zhang Yiming said with some resentment. This woman said she didn't care, but she clearly looked down on herself in her heart.
, Wuwu... How could I be so tragic? Although it was the first time, it didn't have to be so fast! Even Zhang Yiming himself couldn't accept that he only moved ten times for the first time, and then he couldn't control the barrier.
Lived...
Now, he really wants to prove himself and prove that he is not a quick shooter! This matter is related to a man's dignity and morale! A man who cannot be powerful in bed, even if he is the most awesome outside, will lose his dignity in life...
…
"I really don't mean that!" Song Youran was left speechless by Zhang Yiming, so she could only say: "If you want it, come on. I'm completely yours. If you want it, how can I not give it to you?"
But I'm worried about your health."
"A man watches his twenties, thirty nights and nights, forty weeks, fifty months and sixty years. I am only eighteen now and I am full of energy. Hehe, so you don't have to worry about my health at all.
Youran, come on, squeeze me as cruelly as you want!"
Following someone's lewd words, he burst into laughter and pounced on Song Youran's soft body again.
"Didn't you say you should take a shower first? Well——"
…
"I...I, it's really impossible to be as fast as this."
"Maybe you want to prove yourself too much, so you are nervous again..."
"Then do you believe I am strong?"
"believe!"
"Why do you believe it? Are you trying to comfort me?"
"No, didn't you add two more times the second time? If you continue like this, your time will last longer and longer!"
"..." Zhang Yiming lay on Song Youran's body, his head buried so hard that he couldn't see it. He could hear the sound of choking. Song Youran thought that Zhang Yiming was too sad about his record, so he wanted to continue to comfort him, but Zhang Yiming
Suddenly he raised his head again and said with firm eyes: "Youran, let's do it again! I must break through a hundred times. I will fight it today!"
…
Early the next morning, when Zhang Yiming turned on his mobile phone, countless text messages suddenly rang out. Most of them were of course Ouyang Mingyu's text messages. The text messages contained quite deep anger towards Zhang Yiming. It was interesting to read.
Zhang Yiming's teeth were so cold that they were chattering. Zhang Yiming had already repeated the threatening words, for fear that his weak heart would not be able to bear it...
Among them, there were also several text messages sent by other people. For example, Xie Yinyin asked with concern whether he had arrived home, "Thank you very much for today" and other thank-you messages. He sent about five or six similar text messages to Zhang Yiming.
I'm a little confused. Could it be that the number of text messages on Xie Yinyin's campus card?
There are too many to send, otherwise why send them repeatedly? In fact, what Zhang Yiming didn’t know was that Xie Yinyin repeatedly sent similar text messages, and he just wanted him to reply to a text message! Unfortunately, Zhang Yiming spent the whole night trying to increase the number
I was struggling so many times and had no time to turn on the phone...
Of course, there was also a text message from Luo Hongying, which was just a simple word "good night", which made Zhang Yiming feel guilty. He originally promised to give it to Luo Hongying for the first time, but he didn't expect it for a while.
Hold it back, Song Youran was too cooperative, so it was just gone...
There was another text message, which was actually sent by Wan Qingqiu. Zhang Yiming didn't expect this. He clicked on it and read: "Why haven't you heard anything yet?"
