Only one corner of the thin summer quilt was draped around my waist.
Zhihao looked at Yuting's soft curved back, so warm and sultry, Zhihao wanted to put his arms around Yuting's waist.
"Sister Ting, I can't sleep. Talk to me... for a while." Zhihao grabbed Yuting's waist and asked Yuting to turn over.
"You." Yuting smiled and turned over, looking at Zhihao, with warmth and love in her eyes. Zhihao felt particularly warm.
"Do you want me to give you a pat?" Yu Ting said with a smile.
"Yes." Zhihao said softly, so softly that he couldn't hear clearly.
Yu Ting patted Zhihao gently, like coaxing a disobedient child. Her hands were gentle and patted, just like when Zhihao was a child, he was naughty and deliberately made himself sleepy, and his sister coaxed him. At that time, Zhihao was particularly warm.
and happiness; but it is different now, happiness is mixed with other things... Zhihao grabbed Yuting's hand and put it on his face. Her hand was soft and delicate.
Yu Ting patted Zhihao's face and said, "You're not being honest."
Zhihao nodded and put Yuting's hand on his mouth. His lips immediately felt particularly comfortable.
Zhihao wanted to bite Yuting's hand, and he also wanted to hold Yuting in his arms, or lie in her arms.
Yuting is like a mysterious goddess with infinite appeal!
Zhihao couldn't control himself and unknowingly hugged Yuting tightly.
Yu Ting said "Oh" and fell into Zhihao's arms, burying her face in front of Zhihao, "You're not good." The voice was resentful, as if she was whispering... Zhihao's blood started to boil!
When I was in college, special lectures were always arranged after lights out at eleven o'clock. Visiting professors often gave speeches, which were always linked to certain topics. They started from a scientific perspective, and then naturally deepened into process descriptions and feelings and appreciation.
The story was vivid and vivid, even though he learned it from books. But the boss in the dormitory told what happened between him and his girlfriend. His personal experience was naturally touching. Hearing this, Zhihao blushed and his heart beat wildly.
That night, Zhihao had a dream.
From then on, Zhihao became very interested in it.
In fact, this is innate, everyone should be like this, this is human instinct, and Zhihao naturally understands it.
Zhihao read a lot of books on this subject and gradually understood what men and women were like. The descriptions in those literary works fascinated Zhihao.
Zhihao yearned, longed, and hoped that one day, a beautiful body would be nestled in his arms.
Today, Yuting is in Zhihao's arms.
Zhihao hugged Yuting tightly.
Zhihao could hear his rapid heartbeat and feel the blood surging in his dilated blood vessels, surging and rushing endlessly.
Zhihao didn't know where to put his hand. Everywhere was the place he longed for. He touched Yuting randomly, and finally stretched out in front of Yuting involuntarily...
Yuting trembled and wanted to push Zhihao's hand, but Zhihao held it tighter.
Yuting sighed and started to kiss Zhihao's face, then his lips.
Soft and fragrant, Zhihao's heart suddenly became empty, as if his soul had come out of its shell, floating and turning in a warm cloud... Zhihao was restless and restless.
Just like in the previous dream, Zhihao threw himself on Yuting crazily, not knowing what he was going to do. He suddenly remembered Chaoyang and Li Hao's course tutoring, and untied Yuting's pajamas with trembling hands.
Yuting struggled for a moment and stopped moving, and her pajamas quickly took off.
Zhihao's head buzzed, and his brain became dizzy.
Yuting lay motionless and quiet.
Zhihao gasped and threw off his pajamas and hugged Yuting tightly.
…
"Little bastard, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Yu Ting smiled sweetly, got up and went to the bathroom.
Zhihao smiled, picked up Yuting, and Yuting lifted Zhihao's neck.
"Sister, are you serious?" Yao Ting asked with a smile.
"Not sinking."
"It's better to let it go."
"Um."
Zhihao put Sister Ting down, lay down close to each other, and hugged Yuting. Yuting leaned in Zhihao's arms, as tenderly as a bird clinging to a human. Here, it is not clear whether Zhihao is a younger brother or an older brother.
"Sister Ting, let me see you."
"No." Yu Ting smiled and turned over obediently.
Zhihao turned sideways and quietly admired the beautiful sculpture that he had never seen so clearly before. He looked at it over and over again, bit by bit, for fear of missing every inch.
"I haven't seen it before, look at you like that, a living little hungry wolf." Yu Ting smiled.
"Don't laugh at me, I've never seen it before. I'm curious."
"Then just take a good look at it, little hungry wolf."
"Sister Ting, I can't get enough of it."
"As for that?"
"Who says it won't happen? Sister Ting, you are really beautiful."
"Sweet mouth." Although Yu Ting said this, there was still a hint of sweetness in her heart. This feeling is the satisfaction when receiving praise from the man she likes, and she secretly appreciates it after being satisfied.
"Sister, your skin is so good, soft and smooth."
"Like it?"
"Yes, I like it." Zhihao looked at Yuting, "Can I touch it?"
"You can only touch your arm lightly." Yu Ting's restriction.
"Yes." Zhihao nodded. With Sister Ting's permission, Zhihao put his hand on Yuting's arm and gently moved it back and forth.
…
Zhihao woke up when the sun shone on him.
Zhihao lay there and didn't want to get up. There was still the lingering fragrance of Yu Ting in the quilt.
Yuting was in the kitchen, and Zhihao could hear her humming a tune happily. Zhihao got up quietly, put on his pajamas and slipped into the kitchen.
"woke up?"
"Um."
"Go to sleep again. You were tired last night. I'll prepare the meal and I'll call you."
"Don't sleep anymore, wake up."
Yuting was still wearing the beige pajamas, tied loosely.
Zhihao smiled and hugged Yuting gently from behind, and couldn't help but reach out his hand.
"Be good, it's hot."
Zhihao didn't want to let go, and the soft feeling of fullness in his hand made Zhihao unable to let go.
"Is there any younger brother who treats his elder sister like this?" Sister Ting said softly, her voice was as sweet as a song, and her hair exuded a refreshing fragrance.
Zhihao didn't say anything, he just hugged Yuting from behind and didn't want to let go.
"Okay, brother, let's eat. Are you hungry?"
"Yeah. I'm going to change clothes." Zhihao finally let go.
After dinner, Yuting said: "Let's go out for a walk."
"Go to that small pine forest."
"Aren't you afraid of gangsters?" Yu Ting smiled.
"I'm here, Sister Ting, so there's no need to be afraid."
"With my brother here, I don't have to be afraid. Your skills are really good."
"Of course." Zhihao looked proud, full of the same feeling and pride as his name.
"Don't be complacent. Sister, you don't have to be wary of others now. Just be wary of you, the little hungry wolf."
One sentence made Zhihao's face turn red.
"Okay, okay." Yuting smiled, "But my brother is quite brave."
Zhihao also smiled, wondering whether Sister Ting said she was brave when facing gangsters or was brave in that aspect. Then he heard Yu Ting say softly, "Bring something to eat, we won't be back at noon."
The two drove to the pine forest again. It was lush and green.
"Sister Ting, these pine trees are much greener."
"Really? It's almost the same as last time. It feels much greener."
"Um."
The two were walking among the woods. Zhihao took Yuting's hand, as if they were a couple. They didn't talk and walked leisurely. The sun shone down between the trees and gradually heated up. Yuting's face had fine lines.
