Zhou Jiyou's original plan was to create an unexpected reunion with Shen Xinyu, who would have thought that Xiao Jinyang enrolled his daughter Xiao Jiaxuan in English courses for half a year, and for a whole month, he didn't see Shen Xinyu coming to pick up his daughter inside the center.

As Xiao Jiaxuan's main teacher, she has met Xiao Jiaxuan's grandparents, and even met her uncle, but Shen Xinyu has never met once.

Xuanxuan's mother went on a business trip to study, and this was their unanimous response under her side knock.

She has wandered downstairs at CCTV and has also traveled back and forth near the Lido Gardens community.

She didn't know what she wanted to do or what she should do, and the only thing she was sure of was that she didn't send it directly to the door, absolutely not.

In the five years that she has been separated from him, gradually, she has become accustomed to being in control again. Before she could fully confirm it, she instinctively chose to protect herself.

At nineteen o'clock, Zhou Jiyou sat in front of the TV.

She lowered her eyes to look at the photo in her hand, and in the photo, he looked solemn, his face was stiff, and he wanted to smile or not.

She placed the photo next to the LCD TV screen and compared it with the one in the picture.

The herringbones inside are round, and every expression is just right. He obviously didn't smile, but because of his eyes and the relaxation of his muscles, even if he didn't smile, it made people feel very ironed in his heart, as if the "national face" should be like him-

Spiritual, eye-catching, righteous and awe-inspiring, strict but not losing affinity.

Touch your hand, touch the static electricity of the screen with your fingertips, and pop gently.

She caressed his face, tracing it in her heart.

For a whole month, she still didn't see Shen Xinyu, but the parents who came to pick up Xuanxuan, from dad to grandpa to grandma...... Caught off guard, it suddenly arrived...... Uncle.

Without the slightest preparation, she acted intuitively, not eagerly, not cold.

But he had changed, and she could barely touch his inner feelings.

His deep thoughts and unpredictable expression made her tremble.

She wanted to pry him open, she had to pry it open, otherwise she would panic.

She is not quite able to adapt to this five years later, she can vaguely see the shadow of the past, but more importantly, it is a new state, a kind of obvious aura that cannot be seen at all on the TV screen alone, but can be felt immediately when you contact a real person.

She deliberately hung him and ran to go on a blind date, but she couldn't stand it first.

Both of them have problems and need an entry point, a breakthrough.

If the hard one can't be broken, the soft one will come.

Finally, she pried it open.

The one-bedroom apartment she rented did not have a complete wall division, and the bedroom was semi-open, from being pressed against the refrigerator door by him to being hugged by him. The bed, the distance in between, by the span of his steps, was no more than ten steps.

It's been a long, long time...... I haven't felt like this kind of temperature blending.

When he took off his clothes, he noticed a change in his body shape.

He is stronger than before, muscular, with smooth lines, and is in good shape in the gym, but it is not particularly exaggerated, in short, it looks comfortable and touches...... Comfortable.

A sex for the first time in five years. Love, let the two of them love each other every time. Both soothing and kissing become substantial.

Urgently, eagerly, with devout faith, the desire to reoccupy each other and own each other in the most direct way.

His hair was still so hard, and her hands were running between his hair, and she couldn't help but straighten up and kiss him all the way.

She was limp and slippery under his onslaught.

With the light from the living room, they stared deeply at each other without blinking.

The moment he slowly advanced, his eyes were glued, and he gently pursed his lips under the stimulation of the sensations in his body.

He fell on his stomach and kept pushing. Sent, fingertips caressing her hot eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips.

His eyes were dark and dark, and he was filled with deep longing.

She's in him. Lower bump low. Moaning, a thin sweat under the surging heat.

She put her head up to his lips and bit down.

Her lips and tongue were entangled again, and she hooked her two long legs, and her arms were stretched out to hug her, like a flimpy octopus.

Light. Naked hugging each other, sticky, but not wanting to move.

She leaned into his arms and closed her eyes lazily, her fingers drawing circles around his hard chest, twisting the grain of rice.

She was teasing him, she didn't know why, after she ran into him again, she couldn't see that he was serious, she just couldn't help but want to control him.

On the other hand, he gave her a pillow with one arm and the other ...... Probably because the heat was too high, it was placed outside the quilt.

In short, he didn't move, he didn't speak, he put his arms around her very quietly.

And she, after recovering a little bit of energy, slowly reached down with her left hand.

Grip. Lived, hard, wet.

She grabbed her pigtails and looked smug, lifted her neck and blew on his lips.

"What are you thinking?"

Her eyes were plain and meaningful.

Maybe it's the precipitation of time, or maybe it's the transformation in a foreign country, she is like a goblin, a seductive goblin.

In the depths of Shen Fei's white eyes, there was a dark fire that was gradually rising.

The arm retracted from the bed, grabbed her wrist, opened it, and pressed it against the pillow; He rolled over and pressed again.

"What do you want me to think?"

His poke in the socket of her leg, it was slippery to the touch, cool and silky.

Zhou Jiyou smiled: "Miss me." Her voice was soft, unrestrained, "Miss us." ”

His heart was beating out of beat.

A deliberate look from her and a simple word could roll up the waves in his heart. It was so before, and it is still true today.

He lowered his head and kissed her fiercely.

Thinking of her, how could you not want to......

Countless days and nights, with no end in sight, never a day when I could fall asleep soundly.

Exercising, sweating, and exerting my body, I just want to fall asleep early at night and see her in my dreams early.

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't get it, and in the past five years, I haven't dreamed of it a few times.

On the contrary, these days are more like a dream.

The work she was engaged in, her attitude towards him, the blind date she went on...... It's like a continuous rambling dream.

He struggled in his dreams, and it wasn't until just now, when Yiqiē calmed down and he really put his arms around her, that he finally felt as if he had woken up from this nasty dream.

Hugging, rolling, Zhou Jiyou is anti-guest-oriented, and changed to the top.

She sat down with her hands on her hands, her long hair pulled back, and she grabbed his hand and interlocked her fingers with him.

Her long hair is like a waterfall, her skin is better than snow, and her amber eyes are misty, delicate and amorous.

Shen Feibai lay flat down, and the sense of realism that gradually woke up quickly piled up with her squirming.

She's back, not a dream.