Chapter 21 Viewing Flowers in the Mist VS Real Guns and Ammunition
Yan Luoxi's side face has a delicate and soft curvature, revealing a graceful white neck. Her skin is very good, and is set off by the rose-red quilt, which makes her look even more radiant and delicate. Perhaps it is because of the beautiful sunset in the evening, which shines slightly through the window.
Looking at Yan Luoxi, Li An couldn't help but squint his eyes and felt stunned for a moment.
If there is anything in the world that I never tire of, Li An's answer must be Yan Luoxi's face!
Yan Luoxi slept very deeply until she was woken up by the cold in the middle of the night. She closed her eyes and reached out to find the quilt. Suddenly she touched a furry head with no body up, down, left, and right. She was startled and 'scrapped'
She sat up and looked through the light outside the window, and saw that Li An was sitting on the floor, sleeping with his head on the edge of her bed.
Li An beside the bed was awakened by Yan Luoxi's startled movements. He rubbed his stiff neck and habitually opened his mouth to give instructions: "Yan Luoxi, I'm thirsty!"
Why don't you die of thirst?
Yan Luoxi cursed secretly, got out of bed sleepily, turned on the light, and went outside to pour water for Li An. When she came back and saw Li An still leaning against her bed, she said angrily: "I won't come back.
You sleep in your own room, why are you lying down here with me? You scared me!"
"You haven't wiped me down yet!" Li An pursed his lips in grievance and looked at Yan Luoxi. A shallow dimple appeared on one cheek, which looked very childish. During these days, Yan Luoxi looked at Yan Luoxi every day.
She had to wash clothes, cook for Li An, and wait on him until he went to bed, just like the young master's maid.
I have to admit that Li An, who has put away his vicious face, is very confusing. His stunning face is as childish as a child, and his fair skin is not impressive. Regardless of men, women, old or young, as long as they see what he looks like at this moment, it will be hard for them not to.
To like him.
Yan Luoxi sighed helplessly, and reached out to help him. She instantly felt a mischievous mentality, quickly stretched out her index finger, lightly poked his dimple, and then giggled twice.
Li An frowned, snorted in annoyance, and a slight smile appeared on his lips without knowing it.
Yan Luoxi helped Li An into the wheelchair and pushed him to the master bedroom.
In fact, Li An is only injured in his left leg now. He can walk around on crutches, or wash and sleep by himself. However, these days, he is used to being taken care of by Yan Luoxi. He cannot sleep without Yan Luoxi's final process of wiping his body.
Sleep.
Yan Luoxi helped Li An get on the bed, quickly brought warm water and placed it beside the bed, and wiped his whole body neatly with her hands and feet.
When she first did these things for Li An, she was very uncomfortable, especially when she occasionally touched his sensitive parts. Li An was not honest. Every time she wiped his body, he would push the sheets against his body.
tent.
Yan Luoxi also had quarrels, quarrels, and strikes with Li An because of this matter, but Li An had thousands of ways to deal with her. Relying on his natural sharp tongue that confuses right and wrong, he faced Yan Luoxi in various ways.
All kinds of threats and harms, and finally she was accused of being a narcissist and a nymphomaniac, taking her as a normal physiological reaction of a man and imagining it as a vigorous development because of her.
Yan Luoxi seriously felt that she had mistakenly boarded a pirate ship, but she was even more afraid of Li An's vicious mouth. If he imposed any more shortcomings and charges on herself, what hope would there be for her to be innocent in life?
She couldn't talk to Li An, and she couldn't get rid of the fate of being lusted after every day. She could only grit her teeth and keep calm. As time went by, Li An became a lackluster wooden plank in her eyes. He couldn't help but love.
Whatever your normal reaction, just let him be.
When Yan Luoxi wiped Li An's body with resentment and indifference, Li An also felt bad.
Yan Luoxi's delicate hands would occasionally leave the towel and touch his body, bringing with it the touch and temperature of the skin, burning him up after being abstinent for many days. In order not to offend Yan Luoxi, every time he
Everything is relaxed on the outside and the strings are stretched on the inside.
To have such a young, beautiful and beloved person come to wipe your body is simply not a sin that anyone should suffer.
But Li An couldn't bear to give up this sweet 'sin'. Every day when Yan Luoxi wiped his body, the messy hair on her head would occasionally brush against his cheek, and the plump and soft breasts swaying inadvertently.
Passing over his lips, the unique fragrance of a girl in her body would flow into his nostrils with her movements, and her soft fingers would slide over his bare skin from time to time...
Yan Luoxi's white arms were so tender, and her perky breasts were so elastic. Everything about them had a unique mood, soft and intoxicating, which brought Li Anyue a deep feeling of comfort.
This kind of foggy and unfinished atmosphere is completely different from the frank and real talk on the bed.
The troubled Yan Luoxi had no time to analyze Li An's inner feelings, and wiped his body with a serious look on her face.
In the past, Yan Luoxi wiped Li An's body in the hospital, with special care sitting at the door. At this time, in the dead of night, a man and a woman were alone in the same room. Li An didn't care much about the romantic atmosphere. He just felt a sense of smell.
Evil fire shot up from his lower abdomen, and he even wanted to take a bite of the delicate neck exposed under Yan Luoxi's unkempt hair.
But Yan Luoxi obviously refused to give him a chance and ended the wiping hastily. When Li An saw that the chance was gone, he hurriedly took her little hand and said with evil intentions: "Thank you, Luoxi." Then.
I quickly touched her neck. It was indeed tender, smooth and felt really nice.
"Crazy!" Yan Luoxi regarded Li An's behavior as a prank, threw his hand away and walked out out of pure thought.
Yan Luoxi left, but Li An, whose energy and blood had declined due to her arousal, lay in bed unable to sleep. He tossed and turned, with the shadow of Yan Luoxi in his mind.
He didn't know whether he had been abstaining from sex for too long because of physiological needs, or whether Yan Luoxi had given him sex pills. Anyway, he felt like he was suffocating to death.
At dawn, Li An finally fell asleep, and ended up having an erotic dream. In the dream, Yan Luoxi was not as fierce as she is now, but looked as pitiful as she had been for many years... The room was full of deliberately suppressed gasps and gasps.
Whispering, the air was filled with an ambiguous smell. She passively endured it under him. A pair of small hands protested weakly and coquettishly, and her tiny teeth bit her red lips. He pressed her firmly on the bed.
Tossing around to your heart's content...
In his dream, Li Anxin was as sweet as honey. When he was about to march forward and rush a thousand miles away, a series of annoying ringtones suddenly rang in his ears. His dream was forced to end. He opened his eyes with a low curse and supported his body.
He sat up and stared through the open bedroom door angrily at the doorbell that kept ringing.