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In the late spring afternoon, the room with some haze was dimly lit, the plain white dress that had been taken off was placed on the desk casually, the high heels kicked off by the bed, the woman's figure was half lying on the bed, the thin quilt was pulled up to the waist, revealing the upper body wearing a women's shirt with a butterfly round neck, a tightened upper circumference, and a slender and taut waist. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was only at this time that the boy sitting on the edge of the bed was also putting a hand into the futon, bringing a burst of activity.

The long skirt was already on the table, and the soft white panties were being thrown casually on the inside of the bed, and the whole scene became extremely ambiguous as the movements of the woman's legs in the futon and the breathing and occasional moaning that represented comfort became extremely ambiguous: the darkness, the bed, the beautiful woman, the hand of the young man moving in the futon, and the naked woman's lower body in the futon. After a while, Jiaming pulled out his hand, holding a white towel that was still hot, turned around and threw it into the basin with hot water on the chair next to him, washed it several times, took the hot water to the bathroom and poured it out, and then took out a basin, washed the towel again, and wrung it out.

"Isn't it?" Jiaming asked.

"It should be gone."

"Then wash your face."

A hot towel covered Yahan's face, and after washing, he wiped his neck downward, and Jiaming reached out to unbutton the women's shirt one by one, revealing Yahan's beautiful upper body, and wiped it with a hot towel.

"I knew I had to untie it, so why should I buckle ......"

The woman's voice was soft and greasy, and her strength was not necessarily absent, but every time she experienced such a storm, she really didn't want to have a finger on her body, her skin trembled slightly, and satisfaction filled every part of her body and mind, and therefore, the cleaning work could only be done by Jia Ming. The warm towel rubbed against her skin heavily, she squinted her eyes slightly, and moved her head comfortably on the pillow a few times: "Well, Jiaming, you did it on purpose, right?" ”

"What?" Jia Ming was lifting her shirt from both sides and sticking a towel into her back, a little puzzled.

"I mean......" With a slightly trembling soft voice, Yahan's chest and lower abdomen were lifted up, and his skin was tense, which was convenient for Jiaming to wipe, "You always like to wipe the bottom first, and then wash my face and upper body ......" between his lips with a playful smile, as if he grabbed Jiaming's handle and teased.

Pouted angrily, Jiaming's right hand was still stretched out behind his back, but the left hand on her waist was withdrawn from her smooth and tight lower abdomen, his fingers brushed over the skin, and the room fell silent. The two pairs of eyes looked at each other with a smile, one was implicitly threatening, the other was estimated to show an unyielding smile, gently biting her lower lip with her white teeth, and the corner of Yahan's eyes nervously noticed that Jiaming's left hand slid down from her lower abdomen, and his fingers occasionally touched her skin.

Across the lower abdomen and navel, and then, the left hand reached between the futon, and the woman's body trembled slightly, and then the hand between her legs tightened suddenly.

"Ahh

A low scream suddenly came out of Yahan's throat, her legs tightened in the futon, her body curled up into a shrimp, her body weakly leaned inward, she smiled and begged for mercy, "I was wrong." Brother Jiaming, I don't dare......"

"What are you doing wrong?" Leaning over the side of Yahan's face, Jiaming held her back with one hand at this time, and one hand was tightly covered between her legs. As the symbolic surname struggled, Yahan's eyes were almost dripping from the distance.

"I ...... I was wrong, I shouldn't have told the truth, ah-"

After this shout, in the rapid gasp, Yahan almost didn't dare to do the struggle of symbolizing his surname, and it was obvious that the new "threatening" gesture of the hand that Jiaming reached into the futon had worked. Although Yahan's hands were also stretched out in the quilt, he obviously didn't have the ability and willingness to stop Jiaming at all, he tightened his neck, and Yahan's hands gently tugged at the corners of Jiaming's clothes.

"I don't dare anymore...... Don't mess with me, Brother Jiaming, don't ...... Well...... Got ......"

"See what you say...... Open your legs. "I wanted Yahan so much before, because I was in the middle of a headache, and he also wanted to find something to distract himself, but now the headache has stopped, but looking at Yahan's body that can't stand it at all after deliberately teasing, the desire is almost irrepressible. In this regard, Yahan's body is mature and sensitive, but compared to energetic girls like Lingjing and Shasha, her ability to bear this kind of thing is really a little weak, and it is also because of this that the female surname with the profession of a teacher at this time is obviously more tempting.

"You are not allowed to take the opportunity to mess around...... Yahan blushed and relaxed her legs, Jia Ming pulled out his hand, and then hit her buttocks with a "snap", Yahan also immediately pouted, reached out and punched him, but this punch was really less than the force of the massage. After wiping her body, Jia Ming buttoned her blouse, then picked up the underwear on the inside of the bed, and put her hands into the quilt from behind. ”

"Uh...... You didn't say it sooner......"

"How can I feel if I don't put it on...... You did it on purpose! She blushed and accused.

"Deliberately you are tall, you are a pervert, you are not allowed to turn on the light, and you want me to help you wear it, if I hold it in my hand and watch it for a long time, you have to say that I am a pervert."

"Aren't you...... Ah-no, no, Brother Jiaming...... "He just pulled down the underwear that was worn backwards with both hands, who knew that Yahan was extremely sensitive to this action, his body shrank, and his hands protected the legs that had lost their cover, and he hurriedly softened. Jia Ming smiled angrily: "Okay, you wear it yourself." ”

"I don't want to move......"

"That's it."

"Okay, wait until Lingjing comes to you after school, let her see me lying on your bed without underwear, and see how you explain to her...... I said that there was a pervert who tossed me all afternoon, got me no strength at all, and threw me here, as for who...... I don't know. Don't worry, I'd rather die than tell you it's yours. ”

"You're ...... Perverted Woman ......"

There was another round of confusion in the futon, and then Jiaming picked up the skirt on the table and put it in from the quilt, and when everything was sorted out, he pulled the quilt for Yahan: "Okay, let's sleep." ”

"Hmm."

Flirting and scolding is flirting, Yahan's body is tired after the surname, and she has always been sleepy, so she nodded obediently like a little girl at this time, and looked at Jiaming who took the basin and walked into the bathroom again. Then there was the sound of pouring water and Jiaming's soft singing, the music of the mourning hall outside, the sound of worship, and the noise of everyone gambling or chatting were also faintly heard, the small space, plus the dimness after the curtains were drawn, there were not many things that could be touched, in fact, the whole room was not big, but this was Jiaming's room, the tables and chairs, the books piled up in the corner, the warm yellow electric light from the bathroom, and the thin bedding covering her body made her feel extremely warm.

The feeling of satisfaction and warmth seems to be soaked in the blood, flowing to every part of the body, bringing unimaginable peace and calm in the heart, the first time to do the most intimate things in Jia Ming's room, the first time to really enjoy the feeling of belonging to "his" bed - she has also slept in this bed in Jia Ming before, and even had spring dreams, but Jia Ming at that time did not belong to her, naturally it is different - as if the two of them were a real husband and wife, and he slept with him in his own bedroom, for her, This is absolutely extraordinary.

With her current familiarity with Jia Ming, she naturally knows that Jia Ming does not regard this place as a very important home, he has a world with Ling Jing and Sha Sha, and there is also a small suite left by his parents as a secret base, but in any case, this simple room does carry his childhood, a teenager who has such a close relationship with himself, grew up in this room, although it is not only this house that he grows up, but at this time, She seemed to be able to feel the aura of Jiaming's existence, like a liquid, enveloping every part of her body.

“…… O vine...... Ah, climb up, ......" humming softly, Jia Ming shook the water stains on her hand and walked out of the small bathroom, seeing that her eyes were still shining, she was stunned: "Why don't you sleep yet." ”

"Sleep." Yahan whispered, but he didn't plan to close his eyes, Jiaming shrugged his shoulders, sat at the desk and prepared to read the comics, then turned to Yahan and said, "I opened the window?" ”

"Don't open it, I can't sleep with light." Yahan said.

"That'...... Well......"

"You turn on the lamp, it doesn't matter if you turn on the lamp."

"Huh?" Jia Ming glanced at her, and said in his heart that it would be the same to turn on the table lamp, but after all, he didn't say anything, and turned on the small table lamp on the table, and the warm yellow light poured down, lighting up some places centered on the desk. Yahan felt the light of the lamp, at this time the curtains were drawn in the room there was already a night atmosphere, after the lamp was lit, it gave people the feeling of coming at night, Yahan turned sideways, looking at Jia Ming who flipped the comics, only felt as if they were really in their room, belonging to their night, she slept next to him, and he was turning on the bedside lamp and reading a book, waiting for this rest time to come.

Unconsciously, she felt that her eyes were a little moist, and a tear slipped down the corner of her eye in the shadows, but in her heart, she only felt warmth and peace.

has been with Jiaming for more than four months, no matter who she is in front of, she can frankly admit that this is the happiest time in her life, but unlike Lingjing and Shasha, she is an adult, although she always behaves immature in front of Jiaming, but she has received the most formal leadership course, and she can meddle in many things in school, although she does not manage the family company, she can maintain contacts with many Jianghai economic and political people who have hundreds of millions of wealth at the same time, With her excellent skills, she has the ability, responsibility, and responsibility to pull a lot of sponsorship funds for the Sacred Heart Academy, and as an adult, most importantly, she will inevitably think about the future.

So, what is her future, or theirs?

She likes Jia Ming, that's for sure, and even when it comes to love, she thinks it will be like this, when she was in the United States, she chose to ignore the future like an addict to drugs, and had a relationship with Jia Ming. However, when the initial impulse became calm, of course she would still remember that she had robbed Ling Jing and Shasha's man, and most importantly, it was absolutely impossible for Jia Ming to be separated from those two girls, this was a certain thing.

She would think like this, of course she didn't have any plans to break them up in her heart, and even for Lingjing and Shasha, she has always had a faint sense of guilt, in the past four months, she has not been able to really spend much time alone with Jiaming, but if there is such an opportunity, she will even choose to call Lingjing and Shasha first, and the four of them will go out to play together, and only when the other two girls are not available, she will occupy Zhujiaming with peace of mind. However, when will such a thing come to an end, Lingjing will grow up, Sha Sha will grow up, and Jiaming will also grow up, when he wants to choose a woman to marry? When they are also entering a complex society, is it possible for them to maintain such a relationship? Not to mention...... What if Lingjing and Shasha found out......

The boundary between adults and children is nothing more than whether they will think about the future, and a person who ignores the future can never be called mature, but whenever such thoughts involuntarily come up, she would rather have only pure innocence. It is precisely because of this kind of relationship of gain and loss that she cherishes every moment of happiness and satisfaction incomparably, and it also makes her extremely sticky in front of Jiaming, like a child hungry for all intimacy. As long as she is with Jiaming, she can do anything that she felt ashamed of before thinking, she called him Jiaming brother, deliberately went against him, and then desperately begged for mercy when the punishment came, after every intimacy, she may not really be able to move, but she would rather be like this, let Jiaming help her clean up her lower body, help her take a bath, help her get dressed, and even go to the toilet when she goes to bed, she can let Jiaming hold her over and then carry her back, she is just like a baby, let Jiaming do everything for her, It's almost greedy to feel this intimacy that even boyfriend and girlfriend may not have.

If this kind of psychology is a bit perverted, she will admit it with confidence, and whenever she thinks that the two may be separated in the future, she feels that the fear and emptiness in her heart are beyond measure.

While reading the comics, Jia Ming occasionally glanced at her, in the past, if Yahan was tired of being tossed, she could fall asleep by touching the pillow, but today she looks even more tired, why is her eyes still dangling and refusing to close. After a while, he probably thought of some possibilities, lowered his head to read the book, and stopped looking at Yahan, and then, the sound of singing sounded softly in the room.

It's just a plain singing voice, without accompaniment, and it doesn't sing very seriously. Yahan lay on the bed, his eyes closed, first softly, slowly, humming, and then slowly having the lyrics. Her voice was not sharp, it used to be a flat and gentle voice, but now she is a little tired, and her voice is soft and soft.

"When you look at me......

I didn't open my mouth and you've guessed it,

Love is uncertain,

Still doesn't meet your requirements......"

The humming was interspersed with lyrics, and sometimes transitioned to a nasal hum, which was the melody of Mitsura's "First Time," which she sang with her head gently shaking on the pillow.

"Oh~ the first time I said I loved you,

Breathing hard and trembling heart,

Oh~ the first time I took your hands,

Gently put down and don't know where to go,

That's the reason to love each other together,

That's a ...... together."

The voice trembled, Yahan sang on the pillow, while smiling a little self-absorbed, her talent for singing is actually not very good, this song was originally created in 2001, the reason why she knew, naturally due to Jia Ming's shameless plagiarism, but she didn't send an album to the singer, she listened to Jia Ming hum a few times, and she was not very familiar, sometimes out of tune, sometimes she forgot the lyrics, so she dragged her voice "Mmmmmmmmmmmm Like every girl in love......

"Ah~ the first time I kissed your deep dimples,

I want to be sober but I get carried away,

Oh ~ the first time you lay on my chest,

Twenty-four hours have not been separated,

That was the first time I knew that the sky was long~~Jilong~~"

Quietly, quietly, under the light of the desk lamp, Jiaming listened to the singing voice of the woman next to him, the voice was not loud, and when he sang it for the second time, it finally began to get lower, humming, gradually becoming an even breathing sound, and looked at his watch, it was about four o'clock. After reading the last page of the manga, he sat down on the edge of the bed, Yahan's head slightly inward, one hand stretched out on the outside of the futon, and a healthy pink color on his beautiful cheeks. Stroke your hand as if you were caressing smooth nephrite.

Ears, forehead, eyes, bridge of nose, lips...... His hand stroked gently, Yahan let out a "hmm", and moved his hand up, but he grabbed Jiaming's palm and stuck it to his cheek. Jia Ming smiled, and at this time, footsteps sounded outside the door and stopped at the door.

There were two people, obviously looking for him, Jiaming pulled out his hand, turned off the lamp, took out an air freshener and sprayed it into the corner of the room, and then opened the curtain halfway to let the light in. The two people seemed to be discussing who knocked on the door to speak, but after more than ten seconds, the voice of "Tuk Tuk" finally sounded: "Jia Ming! ”

"What's the matter?" Pulling the door open a little, Jiaming looked at the two relatives outside the house who should probably be called cousin or cousin, but he understood in an instant that these two people had always played well with Huang Jianpeng's guy, and this gamble was estimated to be indispensable to their share...... Jia Ming has always been more withdrawn at home, he was bullied when he was a child, and he gradually grew up, this kind of person is at most no one cares about him, and he has never dealt with him before, the two cousins saw that he had no expression on his face, and glanced at each other, they were taller than Jia Ming, and then said confidently:

"Is that me your friend? Do you have all kinds of friends? That's me! He's still out on our gambling game, what do you say? ”

(To be continued)