Otoya pressed her hands against the wall, with his hot body behind her. Her lower body was swollen and filled with him. He kissed her earlobes carefully, arousing her lust and making her moan* in his arms.
When she was wet enough, he began to move slowly. The two people's breathing intertwined, and the shadows cast on the wall were in a mess, just like her heart, contradictory and weak.
He moved behind her, his movements gradually speeding up, and she became wetter and wetter.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and a childish cry came from outside the door, "Mom! Mom, I can't sleep, I'm afraid..."
Yinmi's whole body froze. Fu Lingzhi couldn't bear her sudden tightening, and his whole body trembled. He went even crazier, fixing her waist with his iron-like strong hands, moving in and out crazily. She looked at him
He had no intention of stopping, so he could only lower his voice and said, "Get out! Xiaonian called me."
He didn't seem to hear anything, and just moved through her body very quickly, and the pleasure caused by the friction gradually swallowed up his mind. His hot breath breathed on her neck, making her tremble.
After a while, Xiaonian's cry came from outside the door. Yinmi panicked and tried his best to push him away. "Fu Lingzhi, get out quickly!"
"Shh, be good, Ami, be good." He coaxed her. His voice was clearly behind his ear, but it sounded like it was light years away.
How long had it been since he had been so patient in coaxing her and calling her 'Ami' properly?
She became even more sad, and sobbed softly in a hazy state. She was angry with him, hated him, and knew that there was nothing she could do against him.
"Fu Lingzhi! Don't be like this, Xiaonian called me, can you stop first? I..."
Before he finished speaking, he bit down on her fair and round shoulder, the sharp teeth piercing her skin with a sense of punishment.
She couldn't help but raise her head, her lips parted slightly, and when she was about to scream, he covered her mouth with his hand. She was resentful, and the pain in her shoulder blades intertwined with the pleasure that gradually emerged from her lower body, and finally turned into
A cluster of flames was about to burst out. "Fu Lingzhi...I...ah..." Screaming, gasping for breath, and trembling, the white light pierced her eyes, and it was here.
Fu Lingzhi moved his arms around her waist twice, then stopped suddenly, his body trembling, and his heavy breathing merged with the tears in the corners of her eyes.
Extremely happy and extremely sad.
What did she want to say? The unfinished sentence, he guessed, was probably 'I hate you'.
He turned her around, her eyes were half-open and half-closed, her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, and her face was so delicate that she could squeeze water out of it.
He wanted to help her clean up those ambiguous traces, but a sudden slap blocked his hand in mid-air.
"Azhi, what do you want from me? Tell me, what do you want from me?" Her voice was trembling, and her words were like a piece of ice rubbing into his heart.
Otoya looked at him helplessly. She hit him, but it hurt him. I wonder if he felt a little sad when she cried?
Fu Lingzhi lay on her chest, both of them breathing unsteadily. He smelled her body fragrance, and his face felt burning pain. When she called him Ah Zhi, her tongue rolled around, lingering in her bones. Only she could scream.
This taste.
"Take your time, the days are still long." He kissed her softness, as if he was lazily perfunctory, but also as if he was sighing helplessly.
"Are we going to continue even if we torture each other?" She smiled bitterly.