The bustling city of Z, the night with bright lights, the hotel called "Silu".

With a "ding" sound, the elevator on the sixth floor slowly opened to both sides, and a young and pretty girl inside, supporting another cute girl who was drunk and dizzy, walked out with shaky steps. Outside room 608, the pretty girl took out her room card and opened the door, pushed the drunken girl in, and threw her directly onto the big bed.

The pretty girl stepped out of the room, leaving the door open, as if she was afraid of being discovered, and quickly turned away.

Xing Ruimeng, who was thrown on the big bed, suddenly rang the mobile phone in her clothes pocket, stopped without answering, and then rang again, ringing three times in a row, Xing Ruimeng heard the ringtone, took out the mobile phone in a daze, half-opened her eyelids, and pressed the answer button.

A very familiar voice came from the phone, which was also drunk, and asked her where she was now, and she replied vaguely: "Hmm...... Well, I drank a lot of wine...... Where am I? What is the number of rooms in the hotel, right, Silu Hotel? I'll go out and see ......."

Xing Ruimeng supported the bed with one hand, turned over and got up, walked out of the room to look at the room number, and when she looked up and saw the number opposite, she said that she was in room 606.

"You still don't want to come out, go back to the room, don't run around alone, wait for me to pass, you know!"

Listening to the man's uneasy words on the phone, Xing Ruimeng, who wanted to leave the hotel in the corridor, obediently walked back and entered room 606.

She felt her head getting heavier and heavier, and her whole body could not support the weight of her head, and she collapsed heavily on the soft big bed.

There were no lights in the room, thick curtains, blocking the outside lights, and the room was very dark.

"Hot."

Time passed minute by minute, and Xing Ruimeng turned over uncomfortably.

The whole body feels hotter and hotter, the whole body is still unspeakably hot, every blood vessel and pore is heating up, and it is so hot from the inside out that it feels like being in a steam cage.

If the light was bright enough, you could see that her white and tender skin was hot and red, and a little sweat was coming out of her forehead, and there was an abnormal flush on her smooth face, as if it was about to burn.

I don't know how long later, the door was pushed open, and a drunken man entered, exuding a strong smell of alcohol.

The smell of alcohol on the man's body was mixed with the smell of wine emanating from Xing Ruimeng's body, filling the entire room.

The man didn't turn on the light, staggered inside, and in the dim night light, he saw the outline of his body, and a tall black shadow swayed in the night.

Pulling at the collar of his shirt that had been loosened, the man slumped on the bed, pressed against a soft and hot object, and then heard a cat-like mutter, "Mmmm, I'm hot." ”

What did he seem to have touched or heard? The drunken man frowned slightly, turned over and lay on his back, put his hand on his hot forehead and rubbed it, and a trace of dazedness flashed in his dark eyes that dissolved with the night. Drunken sleepiness hit, and the man's hands hung down and his eyes closed.

"Hot." Xing Ruimeng's fingers trembled, trying to grasp something, until she grabbed a piece of fabric.

Through the fabric, there was a hint of coolness, which made her involuntarily lean over.

The coolness, like a fresh breeze, blew through the heat on her body, and it felt so comfortable.

"Woo." Xing Ruimeng sighed dissatisfiedly, wanting more of this coolness, and the whole person pasted it.

"Hmm!" Touched by Xing Ruimeng's hot little hand, the man let out a muffled snort.

His closed eyes suddenly opened, and his originally gentle breathing became rapid, and the fiery breath raised the temperature between the two.

The lips opened, and the man, with the smell of alcohol, called out a person's name and said a vague sentence that sounded like a dream whisper. The feeling of being touched by someone seems to be his own hallucination, like in a dream, touched by his beloved lover, he closed his eyes again, indulged in what he thought was a dream, and regarded Xing Ruimeng as the woman he was haunted by, let her pull the clothes on his body, and even deliberately cooperated with her movements to withdraw the clothes on his body.

Finally, there was no obstacle between the two.

Xing Rui Meng was content to lie on the man's body and put her face on the side of her neck, but it was still very uncomfortable, as if she wanted something but couldn't get it, but she didn't know what she wanted.

She writhed restlessly, writhing and rubbing on the man. Between the touches, like a pebble thrown into the calm lake, it stirred up ripples, and the wonderful touch spread in her body, making her feel comfortable, and unconsciously chasing more such feelings.

"Hmm!" The man below him snorted, suddenly raised a hand, lifted her chin, looked up for her lips, and kissed indiscriminately.

The feeling of thirst was kissed by him, so that it could be coolly moisturized, like a cool spring that constantly gushes out, which can quench the thirst of the mouthpiece.

"Uh-huh." Xing Rui Meng unconsciously, made an ecstatic and seductive sound.

The cool moisturizing and beautiful taste, like a torrent whirlpool, swallowed her and made her constantly fall and unable to extricate herself.

The man's big hands held her light waist hard, and the two people's bodies changed positions, changing to the man on top, she was pressed under the man, and the two hot bodies fit together intimately.

The man kissed her face, found her soft lips, swallowed her ecstatic moan, and kissed her madly.

Xing Ruimeng couldn't help but stick to the man's body hard, wanting to merge with him and let his coolness melt into her body.

Before she knew it, she had given herself to him, and an indescribable feeling of strange comfort had spread through her body, making the heat in her body bearable.

Gradually, Xing Ruimeng finally realized what they were doing, but she didn't have the energy to think too much, only to let herself go, under the guidance of her body's instincts, and let it go.

"Brother Chi ......" Xing Rui Meng forgot to moan.

On the big white bed, the two bodies are intertwined, carrying out the most ancient mysterious rhythm.

The night blocked by the curtains brings this qiē into the darkness.

Five years later.

Xing Ruimeng took her four-year-old son Xing Xiaobao and stood outside the wedding venue of Yunya Resort on the outskirts of Z City, looking at the joyful and lively atmosphere, the grand wedding of Rong Fanxi and Zuo Xinyan, the daughter of the Zuo family, was underway.

The eldest and youngest of the Rong family and the daughter of the Zuo family stand side by side, an indescribable match, which can be described as a talented and beautiful woman, a pair made in heaven.

If Xing Rui Meng hadn't been on an important mission at the moment, she would have sent her blessings to the much-anticipated couple.

On the red carpet, in front of the officiating stage, in the presence of the family and all the guests, the officiant began to ask the bride and groom to announce their wedding wishes: "Mr. Rong Fanxi, would you like to marry Miss Zuo Xinyan as your wife?" Would you like to love her unreservedly and be faithful to her forever, whether in good times or bad, rich or poor, healthy or sick, happy or sorrowful? ”

Rong Fanxi had a calm face, and his lips were tightly closed.

"I don't want to!"

A loud voice broke the silence of the scene.

After shouting, Xing Ruimeng pulled her son, strode onto the red carpet, and walked towards the bride and groom.