"I am quite generous, one hundred yuan. If you perform well, I can give you another reward afterwards."
As soon as the words were finished, Dugu lowered his head and looked directly at Ye Kui. "You'd better remember what you said."
Late at night.
Snowflakes floating outside the window fell one after another.
The cold wind blew, hanging snowflakes on the balcony.
In the room, in the ambiguous breath, people can't help but feel that even breathing smells like a good thing.
On the ground, the red jacket and white shirt fell on it in a mess.
Ye Kui raised her head, pressed her little face against his cheeks, and her legs tightly climbed around his strong waist, following his movements, floating and falling.
She lowered her head, and she landed her red lips on his shoulder, opened it, and bit it hard.
Dugu Xiang flipped his body and let her sit on his waist. Such an ambiguous posture made each other go deeper.
He raised his dyed ice eyes and stared at Ye Kui, held her face with both hands, lowered his head to intercept her red lips...
Crazy, the two of them intertwined closely, entangled each other wildly.
The two of them were too cold, but they just wanted to use each other's body temperature to tell whether this tightness was a joy or intertwined love...
Such a dark night is gradually approaching the end.
It was not until Ye Kui couldn't bear it and fainted again that he reluctantly let go. His delicate face showed a look of satisfaction, but he became more and more cold and charming, like a monster, revealing a fatal one.
Bewitching power.
Turning over, he hugged her, leaned on her neck, feeling her fragrant smell.
Ye Kui, who was sleeping, murmured softly, turned around, rubbed her body, and fell asleep again.
Dugu Xiang raised his head and his eyes fell on her delicate and small face. His deep and narrow black eyes were lowered, and his eyes were low, and he could not dissolve a trace of temperature, but he inadvertently felt the depression in the depths.
emotions.
After a long time, he looked away, stood up, picked up the black robe on the ground and put it on, and walked out of the room.
In the dark night, a faint ray of sunshine poured out of the open window.
The woman lying under the mattress with her body curled up on the bed.
The curly hair was scattered under her body in a mess, and Ye Kui's small face lay on the bedding, exposed to her shoulders and arms in the air. Her skin, like cream, was stamped with ambiguous dark red marks.
Frowning slightly, Ye Kui, who was sleeping deeply, felt a coldness in her hands and shrank suddenly.
She subconsciously avoided her hand.
However, the coldness penetrated into the skin and fainted, but it spread out with a warm and hot feeling, and the pain on the back of the hand suddenly subsided.
After a while, the other end of the bedding fell, and a cold breath poured into the tip of her nose. Then, she vaguely felt a strong iron arm snatch her over, and the two of them pressed tightly together.
She was so tired that she didn't break away.
After moving, she put her head on his chest and fell asleep again.
In the sky, a glimmer of light shook through layers of clouds.
In winter mornings, there is always a layer of hazy gauze. There is no gorgeous sunlight in summer, only the soft sunlight scatters on the ground.
The cold wind blew all night but did not fade away at all.
In the yard, the ground covered with snowflakes is covered with sunlight, with a faint aperture, becoming more and more crystal clear.