Chapter 43: The Bed, the Cry (1)

"Ou Jinyu, slow down!" shouted Hatsu in horror at his racing speed, her hands clutching her seat belt, and she even felt that if he stopped suddenly, she would cling to the glass like a gecko even if she was wearing a seat belt.

The woman's shout couldn't control Ou Jinyu's speed at all, but it was like pouring a big can of gasoline on the flame burning in his heart, and it exploded in his body with a bang, and the woman's "Ou Jinyu, slow down" became a rhetoric in his heart.

He smiled evilly, aren't women all duplicitous animals, they obviously want to, but they will push back, they obviously love, but they want to dodge, she is willing to play this kind of trick of wanting to catch and indulge, then I, Ou Jinyu, will play with you, he deliberately increased the speed of the car again.

Closing her eyes in early summer, she thought that Ou Jinyu's current speed was only about to be on par with Schumacher, but he was on a professional runway, and he was driving on the streets of the imperial city at a gallop, fortunately it was night, fortunately his driving skills were good enough, fortunately, my heart was still in my body.

Ou Jinyu took the woman next to her, with a full body of desire to return to the villa, early summer stupidly sat in the car and did not want to get down, she had a deep shadow of this place, she trembled with fear, but Ou Jinyu thought that the woman was waiting for him to open the car door for her, he opened the car door gentlemanly, but saw that she was still stunned, he frowned suspiciously but had no intention of guessing her thoughts, he took her out and rushed into the villa in a hurry.

Everyone seems to have disappeared before they know it, and the most amazing thing about this villa is that if you don't need the presence of servants, they are as transparent as air, and they are guaranteed to be the first to be there when you need them.

Circling up the stairs, Ou Jinyu's heart was beating wildly, the ambiguity hidden between the two was quietly fermenting, he knew that everything that was fascinating was about to begin, and the private space belonging to the two of them was close at hand, but he still felt a little far away, and he suddenly couldn't wait.

His bedroom was both familiar and seemed strange, early summer snuggled in Ou Jinyu's arms and entered there again, she didn't know whether her return was right or wrong, maybe she had already given up the chance to be free, she would rather accept his restraints, even if it was a little cruel, but as long as she could see him and stay by his side, she would feel that it was worth it, and she even felt that she was suffering from Euclidean's masochistic syndrome, which could no longer be cured.

Ou Jinyu slowly transferred the woman from his arms to his shoulder, Chu Xia didn't understand what he was for, he didn't throw her on the bed as before, and then ate it with a gulp, she wouldn't understand, tonight he had to taste it slowly, little by little.

His hand gently caressed the woman's round and firm buttocks, and gradually that ambiguous touch evolved into a slap again and again, each time it was crisp, and Hatsu thought that even in other rooms, everyone would hear it clearly, and then they would immediately understand what was going on in this room.

Her face was hot from the ground or shy, and she slapped him on the back shyly, shouting, "Don't hit, don't hit••••••"

His voice came, but it made her cry and laugh, "Aren't you also fighting? ”

Ou Jinyu slowly savored the feeling of the flesh jumping in his hand alone, every time he slapped it, it would bounce back mischievously and elastically, and the woman was still screaming in resistance, but she wouldn't understand that this seemingly unintentional resistance would stir his heart even more.

He suddenly pulled her back into his arms, she was so frightened that she hugged his neck tightly, and he deliberately walked her around, like a child, he swung her up, almost catching her when she was about to fall, she was frightened, and he was enjoying his prank, and at this moment he finally believed in one thing, that all boys can find pleasure in the process of playing tricks on girls, but he, the prince, had been out of the crowd for too long, and this kind of attempt that should have been done in childhood was many, many years later。

She was still yelling and screaming, she had a fear of heights, but she wouldn't tell him if she was killed, or the demon would grab this pigtail again, she couldn't expose her weakness, she gritted her teeth and endured, but every time she screamed at the last moment.

Suddenly, his frightening movements stopped, his face slowly approached her, those dark black eyes flashed with an intoxicating light, early summer gasped in terror, but suddenly felt a little drunk, his gaze was like giving her an old wine, or the kind of old daughter red, soft mouth, sweet, but endless, she heard him say in a drowsy voice: "With the strength of this ghostly scream, how can you look like a dead man in bed?"

She was dumbfounded by the question, and never felt that she was clumsy, but when she saw him, her tongue seemed to be knotted, and the more she did this, the more angry he became, and the more she could not open her mouth, and she stammered in embarrassment, "What •••••• what••••••"

Before she could finish the meaningless words, he threw her on the bed, his lazy voice tinged with a psychedelic flavor, "How about you practice today?"

"Practice what?" she asked with a drum beating in her heart.

He pinched her chin, a thick mist slowly rising in his eyes, and he was terrified to see her, and his answer made her want to die, "Practice what a woman should scream in bed." ”

"Wait, wait, Ou Jinyu, I'll tell you a joke, really, it's funny, I don't believe you, if it's not funny, let you punish it, really, how will you punish me then••••••" Chu Xia's words suddenly crackled out, quickly and fluently.

He grabbed her mouth and was about to speak, and more anger erupted at this moment, how could she speak so fluently?

He sneered and asked, "What tricks are you playing? Play a thousand and one nights with me, yes?" Okay, I'll listen and see if you can see the sun tomorrow like Shehrachard. ”