With her heart beating faster for a moment, Ouyang Weiwei raised his chin and kissed him on the lips.
I can’t help it if I don’t do it, but I regret it if I do it!
She cursed in her heart that she was spineless, why was she seduced by him again?
He pinched his thigh hard.
I made up my mind to let him go...
But before he could stand up from the bed, he pulled her back again.
She fell into Tang Qianye's arms, and he turned over and pressed her under him.
The clean fragrance from his body once again surrounded Ouyang Weiwei. It was better than the fragrance of flowers. Ouyang Weiwei seemed stupid. She forgot to struggle for a moment. She closed her eyes and sniffed him gently, her face on his chest.
He asked, "Qianye, are you really not wearing any perfume?"
It smells really good, maybe it's just a light fragrance from the fabric, but it's fascinating.
There are so many men who stink, but how can there be a man like him who has a faint fragrance wafting from his body wherever he goes?
Tang Qianye ignored her and directly covered her body, his lips overlapping hers.
As if she was afraid that Ouyang Weiwei would run away, her arms locked her tightly in the small space, leaving no space for her to stick to her. The weight of his body was very real, but the kiss was so gentle that people couldn't bear to leave.
His slightly long hair fell on her face, as cool as ice. It was as if the world had fallen into a void illusion, or an endless dream.
Everything seems so dreamy and unreal, but it makes people indulge in it and don't want to wake up.
Under such obvious temptation, Ouyang Weiwei's legs were pushed open inch by inch by him at some point. He pressed her wrist, with a drunken and slightly confident smile on his lips, and twisted suggestively.
The hard part of her waist rubbed against her...
With almost no buffer, Ouyang Weiwei opened her eyes and looked at him awkwardly.
I was worried, is this really okay?
How about... let's do it to the end and give up completely. She doesn't want to love yet and is afraid of getting hurt, but she can't help but feel the restless heart when she saw Tang Qianye.
Maybe if you do it once, it will be enough to stop the restlessness in your heart. Anyway, he is drunk. He will leave as soon as he is done. If we meet again, we will still be friends.
That’s right, that’s it!
Who allowed him to 'charm' her all the time?
So, a certain woman made a bad plan to cheat on Tang Qianye, got him drunk, and slept with him, but she didn't want to take responsibility after all...
When Ouyang Weiwei was thinking bad thoughts, Tang Qianye's eyes were still bright and seemed to be rippling, which was particularly sultry. He was really drunk. Normally, he would be paralyzed, his eyes indifferent and calm, and occasionally
Still in a daze, it will never be like this...
As expected, when a person is drunk, he will appear in any state, sweat.
He lowered his head and rubbed her ear, which made Ouyang Weiwei's heart itch for a while. Her body gradually became warm. She got excited and turned over to sit astride him. Their private parts were even closer together.
When his hand grasped the softness of her chest, she hesitated for a moment, but after his sudden deep kiss, all rational and moral constraints seemed to be no longer important. The places where his fingers touched were quietly burning, and she
Wearing a tube top dress, Tang Qianye held her waist and directly opened the zipper at the back. The dress was pulled down easily and quickly. His kisses fell along his lips to her chin, neck, and buried into her chest.
forward……
The teasing tongue made Ouyang Weiwei unable to help but hold his head tightly and gasp for air. He stared at her with blurred and drunken eyes, and his lips came together to press hers.
The night was ambiguous, and the wind blew the window curtains.
Unknowingly, his hand reached in from the hem of her skirt, caressed her round and round crotch, and slowly moved inside...
Ouyang Weiwei groaned, her whole body felt hot, and she tightened her grip on him. She subconsciously felt that she would be passive if she continued like this, so she began to take off his clothes, but her movements were not so gentle, and she tore his shirt directly.
Pull it apart from the middle and throw it to the ground.
Tang Qianye looked very thin when wearing clothes, and he looked like a sickly handsome man. But when he took off his clothes, even though he had seen her before, he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw her again. How could a sickly person be so strong?
"Qianye, when did you get the tattoo?"
She gasped, looking at the tattoo on his left chest and asked in surprise. On his chest, there was a cross sword pattern with a strange aura. The cross sword was entangled with two black thorns, and the thorn vines bloomed with
A few charming thorny red roses...
A tattoo with religious overtones.
Just a bit of a dark vibe.
As soon as her hand touched the tattoo, he grabbed her finger and gently took it into his mouth.
Ouyang Weiwei's attention was immediately drawn back, and she couldn't help but groan, her breathing rate becoming more and more uncontrollable.
She raised her head and hugged him tightly, with their naked upper bodies touching each other. Tang Qianye pushed her down. When his hand was about to take off her underwear, Ouyang Weiwei grabbed his hand.
Hand, "I'll make it clear to you first. It's just this once. It doesn't matter if we do it."
I don't know if he heard it, but his movements were sluggish for a few tenths of a second, and then he continued to remove her clothes.
The moonlight was bright and there were no lights on in the room. Ouyang Weiwei's body glowed as white and smooth as milk in the half-dark light, and her graceful and undulating curves like mountains aroused the desire of men with her breathing.
.That soft and seductive body can arouse the possessive desire of any male. He can't help but want to rush, sink, or even drown in that body...
Tang Qianye lifted one of her legs, then held his own, and slowly pushed into her body.
"It hurts..." She whispered and frowned.
Hug his body and bite his shoulders hard.
This body has not been touched yet.
That's right, with Ouyang Weiwei's previous appearance, no man would look at her.
She was beautiful now, but if she had to give her to a man for the first time, she would not regret giving it to Tang Qianye, even if the two of them would not be together in the future...
Time seemed to have stopped. Hearing her cry out in pain, Qianye stopped moving. His pale face was slightly red due to alcohol or passion. His eyes were like water, tender and heartbreaking.
Being with him always makes me feel at ease. Ouyang Weiwei said softly, "Qianye, don't worry about me, I don't feel any pain... You... just come in."
After saying that, her whole face turned red.
He was half drunk and sober, but maybe he still had a glimmer of consciousness. Hearing this, he kissed her lips and thrust his waist hard.
Suddenly, the blood film was broken through! The penetrating severe pain and sense of reality filled all his thoughts.
She clutched the sheets beneath her tightly.
Later, Ouyang Weiwei discovered that she had never seemed to fully understand this person. He always looked cold and indifferent, gentle and gentle, and even the foreplay was so gentle. When he really entered, he kissed passionately and violently.
The impact was almost unbearable.
Because his mouth was blocked, he could barely make any sound, only a muffled groan.
Moreover, at first she was thinking about whether it would be immoral to drink too much and sleep with someone else. But now she realized that she could not take advantage of her at all...
I can't help but think of a saying: Women don't have the conditions to be proud in love, let alone in bed.
Moreover, she originally thought of doing it once and then leaving, but she miscalculated.
Front, back, side, on the bed, on the table, on the sofa... During the whole process, although his eyes were blurred and his consciousness was blurred, he was as capable and tireless as a sex robot. The frequency of the rhythm seemed to have never changed, although the pleasure was also
It never stopped, but her newly-menstrual body had reached its limit. In the end, she thought he was almost there, but to her surprise, he actually picked her up and pushed her against the wall to continue.
Although she was a woman, she was tall, plump, and not too light. But he held her in his arms for at least half an hour before the two of them returned to bed. When Ouyang Weiwei was completely weak, he
The last sprint, sweating profusely, injecting all the love...
Panting in embarrassment.
The feeling of pleasure subsided, and the pain in her body began to appear one by one. Ouyang Weiwei fell into his arms, her lower body sore that she was paralyzed.
The two of them were lying on the same pillow, looking at each other's face at close range. Tang Qianye's hair was wet with sweat, and it was pressed against that pale and thin face. His eyes were rippling, and I felt pity for him. He put his hand on her cheek.
, the eyes were half-knocked, half blurred, filled with deep satisfaction. Then, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully...
Sleeping face as defenseless as a baby.
It was dimly lit outside the window, and a layer of milky white appeared in the east.
It's already dawn.
After returning from the hotel last night, they didn't sleep all night. Ouyang Weiwei turned over and lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling blankly, and then glanced at the man sleeping peacefully next to her. Her mind went blank for a while, and she didn't know how to think about what was happening in front of her.
situation……
After resting for a while, she came back to her senses. In order to avoid the embarrassment between the two of them when he woke up, Ouyang Weiwei dragged her sore body up and began to get dressed with difficulty.
Fortunately, I practice ballet regularly, so I am not so fragile that I have no physical strength at all, otherwise I might not even be able to get out of bed.
Just when she was halfway dressing, a gentle voice came from behind, "Weier, where are you going?"
She was in a fuzzy state and responded smoothly without thinking, "I'm leaving. Qianye will be miserable when he wakes up..."
Halfway through the conversation, the room suddenly became quiet.
Ouyang Weiwei swallowed and was stunned. She held the skirt that had not been zipped up and turned around slowly while covering her chest.
She saw Tang Qianye raising his body and looking at her. His face was not sleepy at all, nor was he drunk from last night.
His face was still his usual calm and beautiful face.
Ouyang Weiwei's whole face turned red like a tomato, "You didn't sleep?"
He sat up, his whole body exposed, and the sight in front of him didn't feel inappropriate. He bent one leg and pressed his forehead with his hand, "I wake up easily. You moved too much to leave."
Seeing his calm and calm expression, Ouyang Weiwei seemed to have thought of something and bit her lip, "You're not drunk, are you?"