The morning sun lingered in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if hesitating to wake up the men and women in the room.

After almost a whole night, Yuan Lu slept very deeply, covered with a quilt, sweating on his forehead, and slept extremely long, and he never came to disturb even a dream.

Feeling a hot hand on her waist, Yuan Lu lifted a trace of eyelids slightly, and what caught her eye was Qiao Zhengqi, who was looking at her with his palm half-supporting his head.

Seeing her wake up, he reached out and wiped her forehead, and the thin sweat was rolled into his palm.

It was too tired, and the original heron's eyelids only supported for a while before they closed heavily, as if he was not too busy sleeping and was disturbed by others, so he simply turned over lazily, arched his back and lay on his side, curled up into a shrimp ball shape, and put his hands together on his chest.

Qiao Zhengqi stared at her smooth nakedness. Back, with a muffled laugh, fingers running through her hair scattered behind her back.

Fingers circled around her delicate green silk, wrapping up, loosening, loosening, winding.

His fingers ran across the curve of her shoulder, from shoulder to arm to her waist, and he heard her unconscious muffled grunt.

With a little whining, a little annoyed voice.

He followed her curled up shape, trying to adjust his posture to fit her movements, completely enveloping her into his own body, and the two bodies showed a gentle "S" curve on the white sheets.

The kind of tight, skin-to-skin fit and spiritual satisfaction made Qiao Zhengqi sigh from the heart.

Her body temperature is lower than his, so the temperature of his body is transmitted from the higher to the lower level, to warm her and surround her.

hugged her and squinted for a while, and the biological clock that could not be shaken by thunder all year round made Qiao Zhengqi wake up.

The man in the bed was still sleeping, and the corners of his lips carried a shallow and satisfied smile throughout.

After taking a bath, Qiao Zhengqi walked to the bar in the kitchen and began to count a pile of ingredients.

Boil a pot of water and wait for the water to boil while flipping through today's email.

The clam steamed eggs she said, Qiao Zhengqi Googled the current learning and selling, the sound of the hotel's range hood was slightly louder, and it was an open kitchen, Qiao Zhengqi turned on the range hood and turned it off immediately, and his eyes subconsciously swept to the bed, and saw that the person on the bed was not woken up by the noise, so he turned on the range hood again.

When all the breakfast was ready, he walked lightly to the bedside and kissed her to wake her up.

"Up, huh?" He rubbed the back of his hand against her cheek.

Yuan Lu smacked his lips, and opened his eyes in a daze, only to see him half-squatting beside the bed, with the gentle morning light behind him.

"Uh-huh......" she arched under the covers, as if she didn't quite want to get out of bed.

"I'll pour you a glass of warm water." He got up to get the hot water, which was already just cold, and when he came back, he saw her half-sitting with her back to him and hugging the quilt, basking in the morning sun.

The slender arms are raised high above the head, the messy and casual hair is scattered on the shoulders, the curve of the entire back is completely stretched, the curve from the shoulders to the waist is particularly soft, and the two angular shoulder blades are like the wings of a butterfly, and there is a cold beauty on the back.

He was handing her water from behind, she was drinking, he was kissing her light and delicate sphenoid bone.

His hand was not very honest, attacking from behind to his chest, and Yuan Lu almost choked on a mouthful of water: "What are you doing, sneak attack from behind?" ”

Qiao Zhengqi pecked the side of her cheek and buried his head between her neck.

"I'm going to take a shower, sweaty, sticky and smelly, and you're still drilling into my neck." He reached out and lifted his head from around his neck.

Qiao Zhengqi stuck to her and rubbed it in more and more: "Where it stinks, I smell it very much." ”

Yuan Lu scolded: "It's not serious." ”

She got out of the quilt generously, stood in the sun □□, and began to put on her clothes, Qiao Zhengqi stared at her with one hand on the bed and her head: "Do you want me to carry you in and wash, huh?" ”

Yuan Lu buttoned the penultimate button of the collar of his shirt, turned around, and looked at him with a smile: "What do you say?" ”

Qiao Zhengqi got up from the bed, didn't even wear slippers, and picked her up horizontally with her bare feet, she exclaimed, the button of her shirt was buttoned, and the whole chest was exposed to his eyes by him like this.

With every step he took, her chest shook, her shirt was half-hidden, and the picture was extremely lewd. Divide.

Her hands could only hang around his neck to keep herself from falling from his arms, and she wanted to button the button but couldn't free her hands at all. He took advantage of him all the way, he buried his head in her chest, and deliberately walked very slowly, Yuan Lu was very annoyed and slapped his shoulder, but let himself shake even more, so he didn't dare to open his eyes to see this picture at all, so he simply closed his eyes in shame and pretended to be a corpse.

His muffled bad laughter didn't stop all the way, and Yuan Lu gritted his teeth and bit his shoulder, but after all, he was afraid that he would lose his strength and bite him, leaving a row of shallow tooth marks, which was a small revenge.

The bathroom has a large floor-to-ceiling mirror, opposite the bathtub, the mirror effect makes the bathroom space look empty.

The bathtub had already been put on half of the pool of water, Qiao Zhengqi put her on the non-slip mat, tested the water temperature with his hands, and felt that the temperature was almost there, so he turned on the faucet and added hot water.

Yuan Lu was startled by the sudden sight of herself in the mirror, she was wearing a crumpled shirt, her hair was half curled and half messy, and the pajama pants under her were not necessarily much better after the tossing and turning of last night.

When Qiao Zhengqi came to wake her up, she had already woken up, but she had rehearsed the scene in her mind many times how to face him when she woke up. Give yourself countless psychological hints to be calm and generous, and as a result, I really saw my own lewdness. The chaotic appearance, the psychological impact is still not small.

Lacan's mirror theory, a person suddenly feels very strange at a certain moment when he examines himself in the mirror, and perhaps that strange self is the real self.

And this strange self really made Yuan Lu stunned for a while.

The hot water in the bathtub was running, and the steaming water vapor made the mirror gradually cover the mirror with a layer of white mist, and the original heron stayed in front of the mirror.

Qiao Zhengqi came up and circled her from behind and asked, "What are you thinking?" ”

"Self in the mirror."

Qiao Zhengqi smiled: "I guess, psychoanalysis? Lacan? ”

Yuan Lu nodded, moved and grateful for the tacit understanding between them, she only had to say one word, and he could guess what she was thinking. But at the same time, she is also distressed by the situation.

His brain tank was several laps larger than hers, so he could always guess what she was thinking, but many times, she couldn't guess what he was thinking. Sometimes looking at his back from a distance can feel like a kind of alienation.

She turned to hug him affectionately, sullen.

To her, he is the sum of the entire stars, and she is just one of the thousands of stars. She has always belonged to him, has always been included, and her intersection with him is equal to the whole of herself, but the part of him that he has not intersected with many times, that is, the part of himself that is independent and expansive, is the part that Yuan Lu has been looking at and sighing all along.

As we got closer to each other, the feeling of powerlessness and frustration intensified.

He dipped her in the tub, and she was so angry that she pulled him into the tub as well, his bathrobe wet to the water.

The prank smugness made Yuan Lu feel a little more comfortable, this kind of little trick between lovers, it doesn't matter if it's naïve or revenge, it's just a catharsis for fun.

Qiao Zhengqi couldn't cry or laugh: "Look at my clothes are not pleasing to the eye? ”

His eyes were fixed on her bare, naked breasts, with a slight mocking banter.

Yuan Lu raised his chin, pressed him into the water, knelt on his lap, held his head with both hands, and said seriously: "Excuse me, inhale some aura." ”

After saying that, I really hit his head with my own head.

Qiao Zhengqi hissed, not only was his head suddenly hit in extreme pain, but even the bottom was screaming from her for a while.

He crooked the corners of his lips and pinched her waist: "Where to suck from, above, or below......?" ”

Yuan Lu bit his lip, felt his menacing attack under him, supported his shoulders and wanted to stand up, but he pressed it down with a bad laugh, accurately, and smashed straight in, and suddenly the whole person felt as if it was torn.

"Hmm......" Hara muttered in pain.

Qiao Zhengqi bit her chest and asked impatiently, "Does it hurt?" Why don't you move? ”

Yuan Lu closed his eyes in pain, gritted his teeth fiercely, and his voice was trembling: "What...... ...... moving"

Qiao Zhengqi laughed secretly, held her waist, and guided her up and down.

The water in the bathtub rises and falls with her up and down, and the sound of water lapping against the wall of the bathtub is aphrodisiac.

"No, my legs are so numb in this position." She had been kneeling, her legs apart and sitting under his waist and abdomen, her inner thighs so sore that she couldn't support it at all.

She trembled her legs and tried to get up by his shoulder, but he squeezed her down again.

"Uh-huh......" Hara Lu almost wanted to go crazy in pain, and at the same time wanted to go crazy with extreme pleasure.

He was close to her ear, breathing rapidly, and the situation was not necessarily better than hers: "Do you like it?" ”

He seduced her, and she looked at him with her eyes blurred, half biting her lip, her brows half frowning, and refusing to answer.

He devoured her breasts punitively, and asked, "Do you like me?" ”

She never said anything like him, he was in charge of the love all along, but her response was delayed.

Yuan Lu's blood vessels were about to be detonated by him, the blood in his whole body seemed to be poured to the top of his head, his head was infinitely expanded, his ears were full of noise, and he couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

Her hands wrapped around his neck, her mouth whispering something in small pieces.

She softened into a puddle of mud on him, melted into the water, and couldn't lift any strength at all.

Qiao Zhengqi held her hips, picked her up and walked out of the bathtub, and put her in front of the mirror, her legs trembling so that she couldn't stand at all, and he pinched her armpits and carried her.

The mirror was hazy, and the steaming mist made it impossible to see oneself at all.

"Hold on", Qiao Zhengqi pulled her hand to the mirror, let her two palms press on the mirror, and supported her whole person.

Her palm touched the cold mirror, and her five fingers imprinted lines on the mirror, and water droplets slid down from her palm, sliding from the end of her palm to the interface where the mirror and the floor tiles intersected.

Her abrupt withdrawal left her at a loss and bewildered by what she wanted.

He pressed her in front of the mirror, pressed her from behind, and whispered softly: "Who are you?" ”

Yuan Lu turned half her head blankly to look at him.

"Who is it?"

"Primordial Heron."

"No, you're 'Joelu'."

"Why?"

"Because you want to be 'Qiao Lu', it makes you work too hard to be 'Qiao Lu'." He remembered her helpless tears last night, and his heart couldn't help but ache like a knife, the word Joe was her uncrowned surname, and it was the weight of the crown on her.

"Who are you?" He asked.

"Primordial Heron." She replied stubbornly.

He held his lower body and kept rubbing against her buttocks, smacked her hard, and then asked, "Who are you?" ”

She gritted her teeth: "The original heron ......"

He slapped her buttocks in disgust, and the force was so great that he immediately left five fingerprints, "Who is it?" ”

She cried: "...... Proto-heron. ”

He bit her round shoulder and asked sharply, "Who is it?" ”

She cried: "Yuan Lu...... I'm ...... Harato."

He finally entered her, with a hint of pity and love: "Good, it's good to be a heron in the future, don't be so tired, okay?" ”

"Not good, Mom and Dad...... Will be disappointed......" She struggled, writhing to keep him from intruding.

He pressed her hard from behind, hooked one of her legs with his leg, and entered deeper and more hard: "Do you like me?" ”

She gritted her teeth and shook her head.

He sneered and asked, "Who's in your body?" ”

She swallowed her tears, silent in pain.

He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked her earlobe, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said gloomily, "Do you like it?" Look at yourself in the mirror. ”

Yuan Lu didn't look at it at all, and he didn't have the courage to look at it.

Sometimes her stubbornness was so powerless that he withdrew from her body, leaving her alone in front of the mirror.

The sudden cooling air around her made her shudder, and her whole body was shaky without support.

Many times she thinks that she has become a "Qiao Lu", but more often, she clearly knows that she is still just the original heron who is afraid of being left alone in the world, and suffers from all the joyful times.

He scooped up his soaked bathrobe from the tub and cleaned up the slump as his footsteps drew closer to the door.

She shivered, bowed her head deeply, tears falling from her eyes and dripping onto her toes, and whispered, "Don't go." ”

Qiao Zhengqi looked at her helplessly, in the mist, she was so hazy and blurry.

"I don't want to upset you." He carried his wet bathrobe and put his hand on the doorknob.

Yuan Lu asked, "Do you have to say it?" ”

Qiao Zhengqi took a breath and smiled bitterly: "Lulu, have you ever thought that you cried so sadly last night, but you were so ruthless that you pushed me away and chose to stay alone, and then you were so ...... So I feel like I'm just a soot in your heart? One of the easiest comforts you had at your fingertips? ”

Yuan Lu opened her mouth in surprise, she didn't think so at all.

"I'm sorry, maybe I'm also the initiator of the unhappiness you've been accumulating in your heart for a long time, how can you really fall in love with me like this?" His self-deprecation sounded a little cold and lonely in the steaming bathroom.

Yuan Lu's heart seemed to be thrown into a thunderbolt, she didn't know that Qiao Zhengqi would think like this, and she didn't know that what she did last night would make him have such terrible doubts, she just finally mustered up the courage and was ready to start again, and the road ahead, she really wanted to go on with him before she would give herself to him so without hesitation......

The original heron was plugged, but the doorknob turned.

"Qiao Zhengqi."

She stopped him, "What do you mean?" ”

Qiao Zhengqi looked at her through the fog.

"Do you want it now that you get it? My shelf life is less than 24 hours? Or play. I found that I didn't have any energy at all, and I was so excited that I could be thrown out of the earth at the second cosmic speed? Or ......"

Before she could finish her harsh and sarcastic words, his shoulders were almost crushed by him.

"Say that again!?"

For the first time, he questioned her with eyes so wide open.

She sneered: "I'm tired of playing with me, say it earlier, don't ......"

He threw off his water-soaked bathrobe and pressed her against the mirror, where she was imprisoned in front of the mirror, unable to move a single bit, and large droplets of water slipped from the top of the mirror.

He pierced in with all his might, and Yuan Lu's lips were half open by the sudden irrigation, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"That's how you're spoiling yourself, huh?" Pierce hard.

"That's how you don't treat me as a human being, huh?" Ruthless exit.

"That's what you think of our love, huh?" Pour thoroughly.

", light, it hurts ......"

Qiao Zhengqi laughed angrily, as soon as she said that she hurt him, he should be damn soft-hearted.

"me?" He chuckled in her ear.

"." Yuan Lu was so angry that he yelled: "Listen, it's fucking fuck!" ”

"Okay,, well." He sped up, and she was so caught up in and out that she couldn't breathe.

Under her, she gradually lost her body, Qiao Zhengqi helped her with one hand to slow down her movements, her anger disappeared a lot, and it turned into a slow and torturous grinding, and her tone was a lot softer: "Don't make me angry, you know, I love you." ”

Hara Lu licked her dry lips, she was so aggrieved that she wanted to cry, the fog in the mirror gradually receded, she was pressed hard against the mirror, he her so hard, and then said that he loved her, it was like a joke.

As the mirror became clearer, he saw her silent tears, twisted her face, and kissed the tears on her face.

"Good, don't cry, I'll be uncomfortable when you cry."

"Let go of me." She pressed her shoulder hard against his chest, trying to break free.

But he was confined tighter, and his two hands were like steel across her chest, clamping her: "Don't let go, never let go." ”

"I hate you."

"Okay, I hate it."

"I hate you scoundrel."

"Okay, I'm a rascal."

"I hate that you're always so far away."

"Okay, I'm so far away."

"I hate you."

"Well, I hate it."

"You're shameless."

"Well, I'm shameless."

"I love you."

"Well, I love ...... Well? ”

"Didn't hear me, say it again?"

"Nope."

"Heron."

"Huh......?"

"Just this one time to quarrel, okay?"

"Okay."

"If you're angry, don't scold yourself, okay? Scold me, you can scold me as much as you want. ”

Yuan Lu was amused by him: "I'm reluctant, hiss, light......"

Qiao Zhengqi wrapped her in his arms and held her waist, and the two people in front of the mirror were both strange and familiar.

She was looking in the mirror, with a hint of curiosity, a hint of innocence, and a hint of charm, but he was always looking at her, and he couldn't take his eyes off it at all.

She had to close her eyes and feel his existence so much, he was such a real and enthusiastic storage zài.

His palm resting in front of the mirror, the only external support point for the two, and he took her to try the redest. Nude is the happiest taste. The steel strap on his wrist slammed against the mirror, the only echo of the bathroom mingled with sighs and groans.

The most authentic self, the most straightforward feelings.

He is so real and passionate about the existence of zài.