Wen Sheng was wearing a black silk suspender nightdress, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel room and looking at the rain outside the window.
She never thought that she would be so crazy and behave like this with a man she had known for less than an hour.
The sound of water stopped suddenly.
Wen Sheng looked back and saw the man walking out of the bathroom barefoot with only a white bath towel around his waist. The water stains on his bare upper body had not been wiped dry. As he moved, they gathered into a small stream, happily
The ground flows down from his well-defined muscle lines, and finally disappears into the bath towel.
Wen Sheng watched him walking toward her silently, clenching his palms tightly.
Fu Yanlin's dark eyes were filled with indifference, staring momentarily at the scheming black silk suspender nightgown she was wearing. His voice was deep and flirty, "Would you like some wine?"
Wen Sheng shook his head. She frowned slightly, trying to resist the resistance surging in her heart, but the freshness and coldness coming from him made her dizzy. She tried to stay calm and distant, pointed to the unopened box on the bedside table and asked,
"Is this brand okay? The front desk said they only have this brand."
Fu Yanlin glanced at the eye-catching "001" on the gray-black box and asked instead, "How do you like it across that thing?"
"Everyone's safety comes first," Wen Sheng said.
Fu Yanlin asked, "Are you quite experienced?"
Wen Sheng turned away and responded calmly, "Is this important?"
Her friend Zhu Qingjia Qian warned Wen Sheng not to tell the other person that it was his first time during a date. She suggested that Wen Sheng find an experienced man to ensure a good first experience. But experienced men often
Men don’t like difficult chicks the most. After all, this kind of thing is for adult men and women to satisfy each other willingly. No one wants to serve only the other.
Fu Yanlin's dark eyes were heavy, but after a moment, he picked up Wen Sheng's chin and kissed him. Urgently and fiercely.
In an instant, Wen Sheng felt as if he had received an electric shock, and his whole body was numb. The resistance born in his subconscious swept over him, and his physiological disgust was like a flood of water from a broken embankment.
Fu Yanlin paused, his eyes darkened, he looked at her with a half-smile and asked, "What do you mean?"
Playing hard to get and refusing to welcome are not the programs that should be part of this indulgent game between adult men and women.
Wen Sheng took a breath and determined to overcome this obstacle, "No matter how hard I struggle, you don't have to pay attention. Just hold me down..."
"So wild?" Fu Yanlin looked at her with a clear look, his tone unspeakably playful and contemptuous.
Wen Sheng's eyes were dark and sparkling, but when she looked at him, they were full of indifference, and she did not respond.
The next second, Fu Yanlin grabbed her hands and pressed them against the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, making it impossible to escape.
A subconscious resistance reaction.
But with Wen Sheng's little strength, her struggle was in vain. There was no suspense about her defeat in the game between the two.
Even though Wen Sheng had no cooperation at all, he still succeeded.
Zhu Qingjia often said that the relationship between men and women is wonderful. Only by truly experiencing it can you know what it is like.
But Wen Sheng didn't feel any happiness at all. His whole body ached, as if he had been skinned and torn into pieces.
She doesn't understand why some people are so interested in this kind of collision game? Where's the fun in it?
Wen Sheng's numbed senses calmed down for a while, and Fu Yanlin pressed down again, his hot breath in her ears, "Again?"