Zhuo Yun, who originally wanted to persuade Wang Yanrou to drink less, could only let her continue drinking until she became a little confused after drinking, Zhuo Yun quickly stopped her.
After helping Wang Yanrou to bed and tidying up the dining table, Zhuo Yun went to the bathroom and took a shower.
The alcoholic feeling that was already a little bit high was not relieved by the impact of hot water, but instead became more intense.
In fact, with Zhuo Yun's cultivation, he can quickly refine the alcohol in his body as long as he circulates the vitality in his body, but this feeling of drunkenness makes him feel very comfortable.
Ever since he got drunk once when he graduated from college, he hadn't enjoyed this feeling of being drunk, forgetting all worries, and letting go of all pressure for a long time.
Dressed neatly, Zhuo Yun returned to the room. At this moment, Wang Yanrou had gone to bed. Through the thin quilt, you could see her uneven curves.
"Emi tofu, color is empty!" Thinking in his heart, Zhuo Yun came to his own bed next to him.
With the help of his drunkenness, he didn't think too much and soon fell asleep comfortably.
"Boom!" He didn't know how long he had been sleeping, but a deafening thunder suddenly sounded, waking Zhuo Yun up.
"No, with such a loud thunder, it can't be the end of the world, right?" Zhuo Yun secretly criticized in his heart, shaking his still drunken head.
"Oh!" A cry came out, and before he could recover, he felt a soft and warm body crawling into his bed. The sudden and wonderful touch immediately woke him up.
Opening his eyes, his sight happened to see the figure trembling in his arms like an ostrich.
He glanced towards the opposite side and saw that the bed where Wang Yanrou was was no longer a figure. Smelling the familiar scent of shower gel, he could tell who was in his arms at this moment without guessing.
The feeling of having a beautiful woman in your arms is indeed very satisfying, especially Wang Yanrou, who has a plump and curvy figure, which is even more exciting.
Through two thin layers of sleep, you can clearly feel the soft and warm skin.
"My mother, isn't this making me make a mistake?" Feeling the surging pressure on his chest and the smooth thighs wrapped around his lower body, even though Zhuo Yun had been trying to suppress himself, his body still relied on instinct.
He gave the reaction that a man, a full-blooded pure man should have.
The originally limp Xiao Zhuoyun received the support of a large amount of blood in an instant, and instantly evolved from a wretched state to a high-spirited fighting posture, pressing tightly against Wang Yanrou's lower abdomen.
"Hiss!" The soft contact made Zhuo Yun take a breath of cold air. He felt a strong excitement surge into his heart. The blood in his body seemed to boil all of a sudden, and his body became very...
heat.
Because of his cultivation, Zhuo Yun has a strong desire in this area. Normally, because there is no source of stimulation and he works hard to restrain himself, he can still suppress it. Now he is holding a warm body in his arms.
The hot and plump body, coupled with the contact underneath, could not make his blood boil.
In just a few minutes, Zhuo Yun felt that the sexual fire in his body was about to burst out, and his eyes were faintly flashing with desire.
"Damn it, just die if you want, I can't bear it anymore." I shouted in my heart, and driven by the instinctive desire in my heart, the last trace of psychological defense collapsed.
She didn't know where to put her hands at first, but one hand was placed on Wang Yanrou's back, and the other hand touched her round and round buttocks, preparing to go into battle without caring about other things.
Just when he turned over slightly, looked down at Wang Yanrou, and was about to start an exciting hand-to-hand battle, his body suddenly froze in place, and the lust burning in his eyes quickly faded, and he was controlled by lust.
His mind regained consciousness.
"Hey!" Zhuo Yun sighed with a wry smile, looking at Wang Yanrou who was lying in his arms and already asleep with a speechless expression.
She was very strong and steady, and even a bit strong at times, but at this moment she was curled up like a kitten, her charming face exuding calmness and serenity, her innocent expression was like a newborn baby, which made her
I can't bear to destroy and disturb.
"Yeah!" Under Zhuo Yun's gaze, Wang Yanrou snorted twice like a kitten, rubbed her head and leaned into his arms, completely lying in his arms again. It seemed that this was the only way to
It gave her a sense of security in this thunderstorm.
"Why am I so unlucky? I can only hug but not eat. Isn't this so addictive?" Zhuo Yun smiled bitterly as he looked at Wang Yanrou, who was once again tightly wrapped around his body like an octopus and as beautiful as a snake.
Lying down.
It seems that because Zhuo Yun struggled to turn over just now, Wang Yanrou not only grabbed him again this time, but also hugged him tightly as if she was afraid that he would leave again, and her whole body was tightly attached to him without any gaps.
The big bird that was originally just pressed against the lower abdomen, under Wang Yanrou's movement, moved a few centimeters downward again, and pressed against a softer and even sunken part through the clothes.
"My dear!" Zhuo Yun exclaimed inwardly, almost turning into a Yin beast again.
Although he regained his sanity after seeing Wang Yanrou's innocent appearance, it did not mean that the sexual fire in his body was extinguished. His body still instinctively reflected the restlessness in his heart.
Time passed minute by minute, and this process was absolutely painful and joyful for Zhuo Yun. He wished he could die immediately, but also wanted to prolong the time.
While Zhuo Yun was struggling in his heart and enduring the torture of his soul and body, Wang Yanrou was immersed in wonderful dreams.
Lying in Zhuo Yun's arms, feeling the man's breath and heartbeat, it gave her a strong sense of security on a stormy night. This sense of security was something she had never had before, and it couldn't be paralyzed by alcohol.
given.
Wang Yanrou slept very soundly and comfortably that night. She felt as if she had returned to her mother's body, that kind of free and easy feeling without any thought.
A ray of sunlight shone in the room in the early morning. Zhuo Yun, who had endured a night of spiritual and physical torture, could not withstand it even with his physical fitness. He fell asleep in a daze, but his lower body was still as hard as iron.
That is to say, his body is far from comparable to ordinary people. Otherwise, just because of his strength this night, ordinary people would probably have to go to the hospital for surgery.
Wang Yanrou, immersed in the peaceful water, her eyelids twitched slightly under the sunlight, and she opened her eyes with a comfortable expression.
What caught her eyes was the strong chest and the hot contact, especially the crotch area, which felt like a fire stick pressing against it. It was even wet on it, which made her feel wet just now.
When she woke up, she felt her heartbeat speed up.
Wang Yanrou, who grew up to be the manager of Thunder 4S store, did not scream like ordinary little girls.
Years of career have honed her ability to deal with problems calmly. She suppressed the acceleration of her heart and the strange feeling in her body. She raised her head and saw Zhuo Yun, who was sleeping with a tired look on her face.
"How could this happen? How could I be in his bed? Could it be..."
She was thinking in a panic. At first she thought it was Zhuo Yun who couldn't help but crawled onto her bed and did something to her, but she soon discovered that it was not the case.
First of all, the clothes on her body were not taken off, even Zhuo Yun was still wearing clothes. Secondly, she turned around and glanced at the bed next to her. It seemed, maybe, probably, that she was sleeping on the bed where Zhuo Yun was sleeping.
After a brief period of shock, Wang Yanrou quickly reacted. With the help of a vague memory in her mind and her own understanding of herself, she finally figured out what was going on.
Every time it rained and thundered, she would always hug the doll habitually to embolden herself. Last night, she was frightened by the thunder, and under the anesthesia of alcohol, she vaguely held Zhuo
The cloud became a doll.
"Oh, I'm so embarrassed." Thinking that she had thrown herself into Zhuo Yun's arms and slept like this all night, Wang Yanrou's emotions were filled with all kinds of emotions.
"However, it was really comfortable last night. That kind of security. I really want to hold it like this forever." Looking up at Zhuo Yun, she remembered the feeling of security when she went to bed last night, which made her eyes show.
A hint of infatuation.
After being stunned, Wang Yanrou gently laid her head on Zhuo Yun's chest again. Listening to the powerful heartbeat and smelling the man's scent, a feeling of peace and security filled her heart.
At this moment, the pressure of work, life, and emotional vulnerability seemed to be no longer pressure. The feeling of being dependent was something she had never had before.
Even though she usually acts very strong and cool outside, in fact only she knows her own fragility.
Clinging in Zhuo Yun's arms, Wang Yanrou felt the wonderful feeling, but soon she couldn't hold on any longer.
She had fallen asleep before, and her consciousness had fallen into chaos, so naturally she couldn't feel much. Now that she woke up, her body was in such close contact with Zhuo Yun, especially the hot stick under her body that was pressed against her softness.
It made her even more confused and itchy, and an inexplicable numbness and itching feeling spread from her lower body throughout her whole body.
Resisting the urge to continue feeling, Wang Yanrou relied on her own willpower to reluctantly move her body, and finally avoided the hot contact with her lower body.
The moment she left the hot stick, Wang Yanrou felt an inexplicable emptiness in her heart, as if she had lost something.
After regaining some strength, Wang Yanrou climbed out of bed carefully, straightened her top, lowered her head and looked at her lower body. She saw a wet water stain between her legs, and she could faintly smell it.
It smells like August 4th disinfectant.
A blush rose to her cheeks, and she quickly walked into the bathroom shyly.
