Zhang Lin didn't answer, and looked silently at the dark mountains outside the window and the cold moon in the night sky.
I don't know how Zhang Lin was feeling at this time, but Qiao Liang did not disturb her.
As the night went on, there were more and more customers in the bar and it became lively.
It seems that bars are specially prepared for people who want to vent their boredom and loneliness late at night.
"Let's go." Zhang Lin stood up.
After Qiao Liang paid the bill, he and Zhang Lin left the bar and walked back.
After leaving the bar, the surroundings became quiet, the moonlight was like a wash, shining on the mountains, and the chirping of unknown insects came from the grass on the roadside. Everything seemed so peaceful, harmonious, and full of artistic conception.
As she walked, Zhang Lin looked up at the night sky, took a deep breath, and said to herself: "It's so good, I really want to keep walking like this."
Qiao Liang said nothing, as if Zhang Lin's words were not just praising this secluded place.
Returning to the room, Qiao Liang said: "Sister Lin, it's getting late, let's rest."
Zhang Lin nodded: "Don't sleep on the sofa tonight."
"That's not possible, how can I let you sleep on the sofa?" Qiao Liang said hurriedly.
"I said I wanted to sleep on the sofa?" Zhang Lin said with a half-smile.
"This..." Qiao Liang's heartbeat accelerated, wondering what Zhang Lin meant by this.
"You and Fang Xiaoya can sleep in peace and sleep together overnight, why can't we?" Zhang Lin said.
Qiao Liang was immediately embarrassed and surprised: "Sister Lin, how did you know?"
"Fool, do you really think I will believe that you forgot to close the door before going to bed that night?" Zhang Lin looked at Qiao Liang with a smile, "I entered the room that morning and saw you sleeping with your clothes on. I saw the pillow next to you
There were several long hairs, and the color and length of the hair were very close to Xiaoya's, so I guessed it. Then Xiaoya came in again, which further confirmed my judgment."
Qiao Liang grinned, Zhang Lin had rich experience in handling cases, paid attention to details, and was very good at analysis.
"Sister Lin, nothing really happened to my Xiaoya that night." Qiao Liang said hurriedly.
"I know, otherwise I wouldn't invite you to bed." Zhang Lin said gently, "I believe you are a good man and a gentleman. Therefore, I don't believe you would play with women in the bar."
Qiao Liang secretly felt ashamed that Zhang Lin thought too highly of herself. She and Xiaoya could live in peace while spending the night together, but with Zhang Lin, there was no guarantee that nothing would happen.
He was also moved by Zhang Lin's high opinion of him. Since Zhang Lin trusted him so much, he must maintain his composure and take good care of Brother Zhuzi. He would never let Zhang Lin down or underestimate him.
Then the two of them entered the inner room, took off their coats, and wore only single clothes. Zhang Lin opened the quilt and lay down on the bed. Then she turned off the headlights and only turned on the bedside lamp.
The light in the room dimmed.
Qiao Liang stood in front of the bed and looked at Zhang Lin who was lying down. Zhang Lin smiled at him: "Go to bed. If you sleep on the sofa tonight, I will be very uneasy. If you want me to have a good rest, don't grind anymore."
Chirped."
Qiao Liang nodded, pulled the quilt from the other side of the bed, carefully got into the bed, lay down on his back, looked at the ceiling and exhaled softly.
"Good night, handsome guy."
"Good night, beauty."
Then Zhang Lin fell silent.
Qiao Liang felt Zhang Lin beside him. Her body exuded a faint body fragrance, which penetrated his nostrils. He could even feel the heat radiating from her body.
Having such a mature and charming woman sleeping next to him, so easily available, is too tempting.
Qiao Liang's heart couldn't help but stir. This stir made his heart full of desire and made him feel uneasy.
Amidst the tangle of movement and restlessness, Qiao Liang could not sleep, and her body moved restlessly.
After a while, Zhang Lin said softly: "What? Can't you sleep?"
"Um."
"Why?"
"This..." Qiao Liang paused, "The light is dazzling."
Zhang Lin raised her hand and turned off the bedside lamp. The room suddenly became dark, and the cold moonlight poured in through the window.
After a while, Zhang Lin's breathing became evener and she seemed to have fallen asleep.
Qiao Liang secretly scolded himself, Damn, people believe in him so much and have no distracting thoughts, but his mind is full of lust and evil. It's so abominable, no, you can't do anything random, you must be honest.
Qiao Liang took a deep breath, trying to calm down his restless heart, and divert his attention to the beautiful scenery during the past few days of travel.
This method worked quite well, and Qiao Liang fell asleep unconsciously.
After not knowing how long he had slept, Qiao Liang woke up and opened his eyes. The sky was dimly lit outside the window.
Qiao Liang found that at some point he was lying on the side facing Zhang Lin, with his right arm resting on Zhang Lin's upper body, and his hand covering Zhang Lin's plump lump.
Zhang Lin's balls are plump, elastic, and very warm.
Qiao Liang was suddenly excited and hard.
Damn it, could this be the legendary morning erection?
Looking at Zhang Lin, she was sleeping soundly and didn't seem to notice.
Qiao Liang was very nervous again and wanted to pull her hand back, but for some reason, she didn't want to move. This feeling was so wonderful.
Qiao Liang felt that the swelling down there was getting more and more intense, as if Brother Zhuzhu was about to rush out.
Qiao Liang stretched out his other hand to hold Brother Zhuzi down, "Nima, don't move, be honest."
The more I pressed it, the more uncomfortable it became, and my body couldn't help but move.
With this movement, Zhang Lin woke up and opened her eyes.
When he saw Zhang Lin open her eyes, Qiao Liang suddenly felt embarrassed and extremely nervous. From this embarrassment to nervousness, he actually used some force to cover Zhang Lin's lumpy hands.
Zhang Lin felt it immediately, her body trembled violently, she couldn't help but bite her lips tightly, turned her face, and looked at Qiao Liang intently.
Facing Zhang Lin's bright and questioning gaze, Qiao Liang suddenly felt ashamed. He quickly pulled his hand back and said incoherently: "Lin, Sister Lin, I didn't mean it. I just woke up, I... I don't know when, it just happened.
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Zhang Lin continued to bite her lips and continued to look at Qiao Liang intently, but there was no reproach in her eyes.
Seeing Zhang Lin's look, Qiao Liang breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt embarrassed. He lay down on his back and stared at the ceiling in a daze.
After a while, Zhang Lin turned sideways and raised her head, holding her head with her hands, looking at Qiao Liang with an unpredictable look on her face.
Qiao Liang didn't dare to look into Zhang Lin's eyes and quickly turned her head.
"You're actually pretty good at being able to do this." Zhang Lin said softly after a while, as if with a bit of approval.
Qiao Liang breathed a sigh of relief again and turned to look at Zhang Lin. The woman who had just woken up looked so delicious, like a ripe peach.
"Sister Lin, actually, I did a very bad job." Qiao Liang said with a chuckle.
"What's wrong?"
"Because I...underneath...Brother Zhuzhu is very dishonest. Just now he almost..."
Zhang Lin blushed, breathed a little quickly, and felt a little hot down there. She couldn't help but tighten her legs, and then said angrily: "Little rascal..."
The sound of "little bad guy" suddenly made Qiao Liang excited again. He suddenly hugged Zhang Lin and then pressed on her.
With this pressure, Zhang Lin felt the weight of Qiao Liang and the straight and hard guy Zhu Zhu, who was pressing against her lower abdomen.
Zhang Lin's face turned redder and her breathing became more rapid.
At this time, Zhang Lin's body reaction was also very strong, but she was extremely conflicted in her heart. Under the entanglement, she hurriedly stretched out her hand to push Qiao Liang: "Qiao Liang, no, no..."
Qiao Liang's blood flow accelerated at this time, and his brain went into a frenzy. He rubbed Zhang Lin's body and kissed her face and neck crazily.
Deal with her, deal with her! There was only this consciousness in Qiao Liang's brain at this time, and his movements became even crazier, and then he stretched out his hand...
