Zhuo Yun, who originally wanted to persuade Wang Yanrou to drink less, could only let her continue to drink, until she was a little confused, and Zhuo Yun hurriedly stopped it.

Helped Wang Yanrou to the bed, and after tidying up the dining table, Zhuo Yun went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Under the impact of the hot water, the original liquor was not only not lessened, but became more violent.

In fact, with Zhuo Yun's cultivation, as long as he runs the vitality in his body, he can quickly refine the alcohol in his body, but this feeling of drunkenness makes him feel very comfortable.

He hadn't been drunk once since he graduated from college for a long time, and he had not enjoyed this feeling of being drunk and hazy, forgetting all sorrows, and letting go of all stress.

Dressed neatly, Zhuo Yun returned to the room, Wang Yanrou had already gone to bed at this moment, and through the thin quilt, she could see the uneven curves.

"Emi tofu, color is empty!" With a thought in his heart, Zhuo Yun came to his own bed next to him.

With the help of drunkenness, he didn't think too much nonsense, and soon fell asleep comfortably.

"Boom!" I don't know how long I slept, but a deafening thunder suddenly sounded, waking Zhuo Yun up all of a sudden.

"No, such a loud thunder, it can't be the end of the world." Secretly criticizing in his heart, Zhuo Yun shook his head, which was still a little drunk.

"Ahh An exclamation sounded, and before he could come back to his senses, he felt a soft and warm body burrow into his bed, and the sudden wonderful touch immediately woke him up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the figure arched into his arms, trembling like an ostrich.

glanced at the opposite side, and saw that there was no one on the bed where Wang Yanrou was, smelling the familiar aroma of shower gel, and without guessing, he could tell who was arching in his arms at the moment.

The feeling of being a beautiful woman in her arms is indeed very refreshing, especially Wang Yanrou, who is plump and upright, which is even more exciting.

Through the two thin layers of sleepiness, you can clearly feel the soft and warm skin.

"My mother, isn't this making me make a mistake?" Feeling the surging sense of oppression on his chest, and the smooth thighs of his lower body coiled on his body, although Zhuo Yun had been trying hard to suppress himself, his body still instinctively made the reaction that a man and a pure man with strong blood should have.

Xiao Zhuoyun, who was originally lying on his stomach, received the support of a large amount of blood in an instant, and in an instant, he evolved from an obscene state to a high-spirited fighting posture, and was tightly pressed against Wang Yanrou's lower abdomen.

"Hiss!" The soft touch made Zhuo Yun couldn't help but gasp, only to feel a strong excitement surging into his heart, the blood in his whole body seemed to boil all at once, and his body became very hot.

Because of his cultivation, Zhuo Yun's ** in this area is very strong, usually because there is no source of stimulation, coupled with the relationship of hard restraint, he can still suppress it, and now he is holding a warm and plump delicate body in his arms, coupled with the top touch under his body, how can he not make his blood boil.

In just a few minutes, Zhuo Yun felt that the lust in his body was about to erupt, and his eyes were faintly flashing with ** fire.

"Damn, if you want to die, die, I can't bear it." shouted in his heart, driven by his inner instinct, the last trace of psychological defense also collapsed.

The hands that didn't know where to put them, one hand was placed on Wang Yanrou's back, and the other hand touched her straight and round ass, ready to carry a gun completely regardless of other things.

Just when he turned over slightly, looked down at Wang Yanrou, and was about to start an exciting hand-to-hand fight, his body suddenly froze in place, the burning lust in his eyes quickly subsided, and the mind controlled by ** sobered up.

"Hey!" Sighing with a wry smile, Zhuo Yun looked at Wang Yanrou, who was already asleep lying in his arms, speechlessly.

One is very strong and steady, and sometimes even a little strong, but at the moment she is curled up like a kitten, a bewitching face reveals calm and serenity, and that innocent demeanor is like a born baby, which makes people can't bear to destroy and disturb.

"Eun!" Under Zhuo Yun's gaze, Wang Yanrou snorted twice like a kitten, rubbed her head and leaned into his arms, and the whole person was completely lying in his arms again, as if this was the only way to give her a sense of security in this thunderstormy weather.

"Why am I so unlucky, I can only hold it and can't eat it, isn't this such a person." Looking at Wang Yanrou, who was once again firmly wrapped around her like an octopus, like a beautiful snake, Zhuo Yun lay down with a wry smile.

It seems that because of Zhuo Yun's struggle to turn over just now, this time Wang Yanrou not only grabbed him again, but also hugged him tightly as if she was afraid that he would leave again, and her whole body was completely seamless.

The big bird, which was originally just against the lower abdomen, moved a few centimeters downward again under Wang Yanrou's movement, and pressed against a softer and even somewhat concave part through the clothes.

"My good boy!" Zhuo Yun exclaimed in his heart, almost turning into a silver beast again.

Although he saw Wang Yanrou's innocent appearance and regained his senses, it did not mean that the desire in his body was extinguished, and his body still instinctively reflected the restlessness in his heart.

Time passed minute by minute, and this process was definitely painful and happy for Zhuo Yun, that is, he wanted to get dawn immediately, and he wanted to extend the time a little.

When Zhuo Yun was struggling in his heart and suffering from the torment of spirit and flesh, Wang Yanrou was immersed in wonderful dreams.

Lying in Zhuo Yun's arms, feeling the manly breath and heartbeat, made her feel a strong sense of security in the stormy night, which was not available before, and it was not something that could be given by relying on alcohol paralysis.

This night, Wang Yanrou slept very soundly, very comfortable, and felt as if she had returned to her mother's body, that kind of thoughtless and free feeling.

A ray of sunlight shone in the room in the early morning, and Zhuo Yun, who had endured a night of spiritual and physical torture, couldn't resist it even with his physical fitness, and fell asleep in a daze, but his lower body was still as hard as iron.

That is, his body is far from being comparable to ordinary people, otherwise just because of this night's strength, ordinary people would probably have to go to the hospital for surgery.

Wang Yanrou, who was immersed in the peaceful water, trembled her eyelids slightly under the sunlight, and opened her eyes with a comfortable expression.

What caught her eye was a strong chest, as well as the fiery contact, especially the part of the crotch **, which felt like a fire stick on top, and even wet on it, making her feel a heartbeat when she was just awake.

Wang Yanrou, who has grown all the way to the manager of the Thunder 4S store, did not scream like ordinary little girls.

Years of career have honed her ability to deal with problems calmly, and under the pressure of the acceleration in her heart, and the strange feeling coming from her body, she looked up and saw Zhuo Yun with a tired and sleeping face in her sight.

"How so, how could I be in his bed, right?"

Thinking in a panic, at first she thought that Zhuo Yun couldn't help but climb into her bed and do something to herself, but soon she found that she was not like that.

First of all, the clothes on her body were not taken off, even Zhuo Yun was wearing clothes, and secondly, she turned her head and glanced at the bed next to her, it seemed, maybe, probably, she slept on the bed where Zhuo Yun was.

After a brief period of consternation, Wang Yanrou quickly reacted, and with a vague memory in her mind and her own understanding of herself, she finally figured out what was going on.

Every time it rains and thunders, she will always get used to holding the doll with her surname, in order to give herself courage, last night she was frightened by the thunder, under the anesthesia of alcohol, Zhuo Yun vaguely regarded Zhuo Yun as a doll.

"Oops, it's a dead man." Thinking that she took the initiative to throw herself into Zhuo Yun's arms and slept like this all night, the emotions in Wang Yanrou's heart can be described as full of flavors.

"However, last night was really comfortable, that sense of security, I really want to hold it like this forever." Looking up at Zhuo Yun, remembering the feeling of security when she slept last night, her eyes showed a hint of fascination.

Stunned, Wang Yanrou gently put her head on Zhuo Yun's chest again, listening to the powerful heartbeat, smelling the man's scent, and a feeling of peace of mind and a sense of security came to her heart.

At this moment, the pressure of work, the pressure of life, and the pressure of fragile feelings seem to be no longer pressure, and the feeling of having something to rely on is something she has never had.

Don't look at how strong and capable she usually behaves when she is outside, in fact, only she knows her vulnerability.

Prostrate in Zhuo Yun's arms, Wang Yanrou felt that wonderful feeling, but she soon couldn't hold on.

She was asleep before, her consciousness fell into chaos, and she naturally didn't feel too many feelings, but when she woke up at the moment, her body was in such close contact with Zhuo Yun, especially the soft fiery stick under her body, which made her heart itch, and an inexplicable tingling and itchy feeling spread from her lower body all over her body.

Resisting the urge to continue feeling, Wang Yanrou relied on her willpower to reluctantly move her body, and finally avoided the fiery contact of her lower body.

At the moment when she left the fiery stick, Wang Yanrou felt an inexplicable emptiness in her heart, as if she had lost something.

Regaining some strength, Wang Yanrou carefully climbed out of bed, tidied up her shirt, looked down at her lower body, and saw that between her legs, there was a wet water stain, and she could faintly smell a smell like 84 disinfectant.

A touch of blush surged up her cheeks, and the whole person hurriedly walked into the bathroom shyly.

(To be continued)