Love is not unhappy: don't move your hand, little thing
Qingmanmanfeihuan: Your hand is...don't move, little thing
"Enough...really enough..." The trembling voice was almost collapsed.
His movements did not stop because of her collapse. The kiss moved from her soft lips to her beautiful neck. His fingers unbuttoned her collar at some point, leaving her shoulders half exposed and half holding the pipa. The temptation of covering one's face is clearly shown in the deep eyes.
The hot breath, the moist touch, and the big palms caressing her back inch by inch were all tempting her poor and pathetic reason.
There was a faint scent of shower gel on her body, and her skin was so delicate that no pores could be seen. From his angle, he could vaguely see the butterflies on her back, wanting to stay together and fly together.
Today she was wearing a dark blue (breast) shirt with simple embroidery, but it was so sexy that he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her...
His body trembled involuntarily, goosebumps appeared on his skin, and humiliation surged into his heart. His hands that were still struggling gave up on being a trapped beast, and his misty eyes were swallowed up bit by bit by despair.
"As long as you do this once, will you let me go?!"
The sound of breathing was trembling and cold, and he looked at death with absolute certainty.
If she can exchange for independence in the future, then tonight she will give up all resistance and bear all humiliation!
The upright body was obviously startled. His lips left Bai Xi's skin and he looked up at her. She closed her eyes and bit her lips tightly, with a suspicious blush on her face. She looked stubborn and desperate, suppressing all the emotions. Emotions await what comes next.
Lifting his eyes, he not only did not let her go, but this time he leaned directly towards her right shoulder, kissing and nibbling on the cold skin...
She bit her lip and kept hypnotizing herself as if she were dead. After enduring this, she would never need to suffer such torture again.
Whether rude and forceful, or tactful and roundabout, she doesn't want any of them as long as they belong to Louis Yingwidow!
The charming and dense atmosphere suddenly changed. Without any warning, he opened his mouth and bit her shoulder, very hard, as if he wanted to tear off a piece of meat from her shoulder.
Lan Mufei opened her eyes in pain, turned her head to look at his handsome and perfect side face, her breathing was short, and she felt that some warm and sticky liquid seemed to be flowing out of her skin.
Louis Yingwit tasted the taste of blood, rolled the liquid into his mouth with the tip of his tongue and swallowed it. He stroked the surface of the wound with his tongue again, and then looked down at her. Their foreheads were almost touching. together.
His low and hoarse voice sounded slowly: "Don't ask the question of how many times you have done it in front of me in the future, otherwise I won't be able to control myself just once and you won't be able to do it*!"
His fingers lightly passed over the row of tooth marks on his shoulders, and his delicate body trembled. The thin eyelashes cast a green shadow under his eyes. His heart seemed to be caught by something, and he was so dull that he couldn't breathe.
At this moment, Lan Mufei probably didn't know how attractive she was. Her eyes were misty and her expression was blank. The white shirt was hanging on her body, and the Ouran-like vagina was following her under the dark blue breasts. His breathing fluctuated...
How could Louis Yingqi not feel anything after kissing her for so long? In fact, the swelling in his underwear was so excited that he wanted to squeeze into the gap in the next second, twisting and turning until she couldn't bear it anymore and cried and begged him. Until you enter.
However, what he wants is definitely not just this time. Even if he hasn't done it yet, he is sure that what he wants is not as simple as *...
Or maybe I don’t even know how long or how many times I need her!
34 years old, what she wants is not a relationship where she can sleep* at night and become strangers at dawn. The less she wants to get involved with him, the more he wants to get entangled with her.
"Just this once, we won't do it next time!" The hoarse voice did not hide his desire. Just before he was about to retreat, his fingers suddenly pulled Lan Mufei's crotch under his fingers, and then turned around and left.
Lan Mufei's mind went blank, and she didn't react for a long time. After a long time, it was as if someone had been fished out of the water. She suddenly gasped for air, pulling at the wound on her shoulder, and frowned in pain.
I wanted to clench my fingers and found something in the palm of my left hand. I raised my arm and spread my palm. A small bottle of purple potion lay quietly in the palm of my hand with messy palm lines.
Suddenly, an electric current seemed to pass through my heart, and I couldn't tell what it felt like.
In just two or three months, he had turned her heart upside down.
……………………………… Young Master, please recommend the dividing line for votes………………
Wander in the top-floor* box above the clouds.
Hang Hang drank with the count, and Louis Yingqi drank one glass after another of whiskey.
"Mrs. Red is not happy about your departure!"
There was no wave in his calm blue eyes, and he continued to drink his wine as if he hadn't heard anything.
In fact, Hang Hang was also curious about the reason for the count's sudden departure! But judging from the count's appearance, he probably wasn't looking for a model to find Teacher Meili, otherwise he wouldn't be sitting here drinking.
A glass of wine and a cigarette, just passing the lonely and deserted midnight.
Hang Hang looked at the Count who was surrounded by smoke and couldn't help but said: "Count, you used to say that smoke is very harmful to the body."
But lately the Count has hardly left the cigarette.
He glanced sideways at Hang Hang, narrowed his eyes, and curled his lips as if he was laughing at himself.
Thinking about it carefully, it was true as Hang Hang said. Ever since he started thinking about Lan Mufei, he had never left the cigarette in his hand.
Every time I had feelings for her, even though I suppressed my impulses and desires, my heart felt empty and lonely, and I couldn't find any other way to relieve it except smoking.
If it were any other woman, he could use any means to make the other woman please him in the shortest possible time. But for some reason, when he came to Lan Mu Fei, he just didn't want to use force...
I want to have sex with her, and I want her to be willing to do it.
It's almost March, but I haven't stripped her naked yet, I just hugged her and kissed her...
I find it incredible.
Alas, this woman is really driving him crazy!
………………Master, please recommend the dividing line for votes…………
The next day, Paris Fashion Week caused three waves.
One is Mr. Meili’s works, the other is Mr. Meili’s retirement, and the third is——
The model of Teacher Meili's farewell work.
This time, the model chosen by Teacher Meili did not reveal any background information, not even her name, age, or nationality. But it was this mysterious woman who walked on the catwalk for three minutes and never showed her face, which aroused the attention of everyone in the fashion circle. Notice.
Many model company executives were alarmed and wanted to sign her to be their model. Many businesses wanted to sign her to be the spokesperson for their products. They contacted Teacher Meili's company one after another but could not get any news.
Someone tried to use Teacher Meili's assistant to find out who this mysterious woman was, but even Teacher Meili's assistant looked confused and said that he really didn't know.
People who had a relationship with Teacher Meili tried to talk on the phone, hoping to sign a contract for this piece of rough diamond, but Teacher Meili always refused with "Sorry, I won't disclose it to anyone."
Some people say that this is a trump card reserved by Mr. Meili for the company in the future, while others say that it may be because he is too ugly and dare not show his true face to others.
But more people think that her figure and temperament are so good, and her appearance is not the most beautiful one in the world, but must be the most charming one in the world. Her unwillingness to show up may be because she has a noble status and is not suitable for public appearances.
The less anyone knows her information, the more people's curiosity and desire to explore her are aroused. Some people on the Internet have already called her: artemis.
In ancient Greek mythology, Artemis is the goddess of the moon and hunting.
Some even set up an online forum for her to discuss everything about her.
While half of Paris was regretting Mr. Meili's retirement, and the other half was trying to figure out who Artemis was, Lan Mufei stayed away from all these disturbances and accompanied Ye Sang to Japan to shoot a TV commercial for Mr. Meili's company, which lasted for a week.
She saw the news, and even Ye Sang asked her who Artemis was. She didn't dare to tell Ye Sang that person was herself, so she said she didn't know either.
Fortunately, Ye Sang focused all his attention on the advertisement and did not dwell on this issue.
Today is the last day. After a day of shooting commercials, Ye Sang returned to the hotel exhausted and invited Lan Mufei to take a bath in the hot spring in the hotel to relieve fatigue.
It’s a rare trip to Japan and it would be a pity not to take a hot spring bath. Besides, I have nothing to do at night, so I happily agreed.
Unexpectedly, not long after she got off the hot spring, Ye Sang received a call. A friend she knew invited her to play. Ye Sang naturally went and invited Lan Mufei to go with her. She thought about it and refused, telling Ye Sang not to play too much. It's too much, especially if it can't be photographed by the media.
Ye Sang swore that she was just going out for a meal and that there would be no trouble. Before leaving, she told Lan Mufei that she had booked a masseur and she would not be able to enjoy it. Let Lan Mufei relax on her own and don't waste it.
After about half an hour, Lan Mufei took the key to the massage room that Ye Sang left for her.
The masseur hadn't come yet. There was only a bed in the room with incense burning. She lay on the bed and soaked in the hot springs for a while to relax her nerves. Now she felt very comfortable and couldn't help but want to sleep. meeting.
I stared at the timer on my head for a long time, and when I was drowsy, I heard a soothing knock on the door.
Waitress's voice: Hello, Miss Ye Sang, I am the massage therapist you called.
Lan Mufei's eyelids were heavy and he didn't even raise his eyelids, "Come in."
The voice is soft and light.
There was the sound of a magnetic card opening the door, and a car slowly pushed in. The waitress asked kindly: "What kind of essential oil massage do you want?"
"...Lavender essential oil." After a pause, feeling the light was dazzling, he said, "Help me turn on the light."
"OK."
The waitress turned off the crystal lamp and lit a white candle. The elegant and dim candlelight exuded a beautiful light, and there was the sound of unpacking the package.
Lan Mufei closed her eyes and vaguely smelled the faint sound of lavender. The hem of her bathrobe was gently lifted, and her hands coated with lavender essential oil slowly reached into the hem of her bathrobe and pressed it on her At the waist, press slowly.
At first she didn't feel anything was wrong, but when her fingertips suddenly pressed against the vortex on her waist, she shuddered violently.
"Your hand is..." Lan Mufei suddenly opened his eyes, feeling the touch of breath, and instinctively looked back.
"Don't move, little one!"
There was emotion in her low and hoarse voice, and her fingers slowly moved up along her waist under her bathrobe, "How dare you not answer my call?"
Lan Mufei's breathing became rapid, her body stiffened unnaturally, and she didn't dare to look back to see how ugly his face was.
After that night, the next day she made arrangements for Ye Sang to go to Japan for filming without telling anyone except Yun Gu. Before getting on the plane, her mobile phone was turned off and never turned on. She used it for work matters. Ye Sang’s mobile phone contact.
It cannot be denied that she did this entirely to avoid the widow Louis.
Because she doesn't know how to face him more and more!
"I'll give you three choices, 1: Call my name once! 2: To compensate for me not having breakfast for a week, let me ask you here once, 3: Let me bite you on your left shoulder again..."
His hand went all the way up to rest on her shoulder, his fingertips stained with the faint fragrance of lavender.
"Road, Louis Yingqi!"
Lan Mufei's body trembled slightly, and she instinctively made the best choice quickly. She didn't know whether it was because the atmosphere at the moment was too dense, or whether it was because he appeared unexpectedly in this foreign country, and she was surprised and happy. In short, she felt strong She endured the emotions surging deep in her heart and still resisted the inexplicable feelings he brought to her.
"Although I really hope you choose second or third..." A low-pressure voice sounded slowly, and warm breath brushed against Lan Mufei's ears, "But it's been a long time since I heard you call me by my name. Fresh too.”
Lan Mufei quickly arranged her bathrobe, turned around, and looked behind her. His figure in the elegant light seemed real and fake, and it felt a bit like a dream in the clouds.
Louis Ying's stern silhouette was now softened, his deep and charming blue eyes met Lan Mufei's eyes, the dim room was filled with the fragrance of lavender, and his thin lips revealed an evil smile, His eyes fell on her white bathrobe.
The sound of the timer ticking one second makes people panic.
"Why are you here?"
Louis Yingwu didn't speak, and stared at her for a long time with a half-smile. When he was about to lose his composure and coolness under his eyes, he heard him utter two words in a slightly mean tone: "Guess!"
"..."
If she could guess it, why would she ask?
Without speaking, he raised his hand and reached for her bathrobe. Lan Mufei subconsciously stepped back, trying to avoid his hand. His other hand pressed her left shoulder and commanded: "Don't move." …”
Lan Mufei really didn't move again. He didn't do anything to himself the previous few times. He said that as long as he didn't want to, he wouldn't force himself...
Louis Indigo pulled off the bathrobe on her right side a little, revealing her white, tender and smooth skin. A week had passed, and red blood stains could still be seen from the tooth marks.
His sword eyebrows furrowed and his eyes slanted towards her: "Didn't you deal with it?"
"It's hot, so I can't help but take a shower." Lan Mufei murmured softly.
This tooth mark caused her a lot of pain, and it was difficult for her to deal with it on her shoulder. She was often slapped on the shoulder but could not tell the pain, so she forced a smile and pretended that nothing was wrong.
When she was in the hot spring with Ye Sang, she didn't even dare to take off her bathrobe, so she even went down with her bathrobe. Ye Sang said that it was nothing for her and that she was neither fish nor fowl. She insisted on not taking it off because she was afraid that Ye Sang would see the teeth marks on her shoulders.
Ye Sang couldn't resist her in the end, so he cursed an old man and gave up.
I take a shower every night and it hurts terribly when I touch the water. Not only does the wound not heal, but it becomes more and more painful!
His eyes fell on the tooth marks for a long time, and the faint blood stains looked a little pitiful. His eagle eyes were deep and unable to explore his emotions, but he just said something that Lan Mufei could not understand.
He said: "It's better not to deal with it."
Lan Mufei bit her lip, not used to having him staring at her shoulders like this, especially when his fingertips were hot and touching her skin. She was flustered, and when she was about to pull up her clothes, Louis Yingwu made another one for her.
The act of stiffening the body.
His upper body leaned towards her, his head lowered above her shoulder, his thin lips fell on the teeth mark without hesitation, and the tip of his tongue gently touched the wound.
A small pebble was thrown into the lake of my heart, causing ripples to spread out in circles, and I could not calm down for a long time.
Every part of the waist and shoulders touched by him, as well as the teeth marks held in his mouth, were hot, like being bitten by tiny ants, painful and itchy.
The heartbeat suddenly missed a beat and became chaotic.
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Young Master: I didn’t update yesterday afternoon, sorry. I decided to have a second update today. Then I will give you a one-time reward of 10,000 red envelopes, and an additional 2,000 words will be added the next day. The time is: 10-20. Well, it’s just Jiang Zi.