When he received Jing Yao's text message, Wu Hong had just taken out the key and was about to open the door. It was too late, Wu Hong had to go back to Sister Lian's nest for a night, anyway, Sister Lian and Xin Meng were not there.

Sitting on the sofa, Wu Hong did not reply to the text message, but directly called back. The bell rang for a while, and a slightly lazy and comfortable voice came from the other end: "It's so late, why are you still calling?" ”

Feeling Jing Yao's affection, Wu Hong confidently began to talk eloquently, and the two chatted for more than ten minutes before reluctantly hanging up the phone. Seeing that the hour hand is about to go to three o'clock, it will be dawn before the day is rested. Wu Hong stretched and returned to his small room.

Sleepiness welled up, Wu Honglian yawned, pushed open the door, and fell directly on the bed. The lights and air conditioners were too lazy to turn on, but when I was about to fall asleep in a daze, there was a faint sobbing sound in my ears. Wu Hong thought it was an illusion, but after such a brief moment of wakefulness, he suddenly realized a question: When was the air conditioner in the house turned on?

Wu Hong sat up from the bed and hurriedly turned on the bed lamp, only to find that Leng Qinglian was curled up behind the door in thin pajamas, with two lines of tears on her pretty face.

"Lian, Sister Lian, why are you here?" Wu Hong had never seen Leng Qinglian so sad, and the softest place in his heart seemed to have been slammed. "Sister Lian, what grievances have you suffered, tell me quickly, do you want to kill me in a hurry?"

Leng Qinglian wiped away her tears, stood up, turned around and left, and said, "You're tired too, rest early, I'm fine." ”

Wu Hong grabbed her arm, pulled her in front of him, and said seriously: "Sister Lian, I don't allow anyone to make you unhappy." Tell me honestly, what the hell is going on? ”

Leng Qing Lianxian subconsciously stroked Wu Hong's cheek, and chattered with a slight tremble: "Wu Hong, I'm not unhappy, I only occasionally heard your call, Ouyang Jingyao is a good girl, and she is a good match for you." I'm happy for you~"

Wu Hongru was shocked, and he thought a lot in an instant. If she and Ouyang Jingyao are in a relationship, what should Sister Lian do? All along, he and Leng Qinglian have gone through the most difficult period side by side, and the subtle emotions between the two have long been worth a thousand words.

As soon as he thought that Leng Qinglian would marry a wife one day, Wu Hong's heart felt a faint sourness. Over time, he began to be reluctant to think about such a scenario, but this did not mean that his heart had passed this hurdle. But when he dreamed of Ouyang Jingyao's affection today, he secretly pushed Leng Qinglian to the ending he least wanted to see.

For a while, Wu Hong's heart was in turmoil. Leng Qinglian saw it in her eyes, but she burst into tears and laughed.

"Sister Lian, don't blame me for saying bastard words, I, I don't want you to marry someone else from the bottom of my heart......"

Leng Qinglian smiled like a flower, her jade finger pressed lightly on his lips, and she exhaled like a land: "I know the way, I know the way, then Sister Lian will promise you that you will not marry for the rest of your life, okay?" ”

In the dead of night, the delicate love story has an unusually moving force. Wu Hong said with a shocked face: "Sister Lian, how can you agree to my request for such a bastard?" I know it's selfish to think like this......"

"I know it, but if I know that you've been thinking about me, I'm happy, and I'm willing to do it. Besides, Ouyang Jingyao is a good girl, but I heard that just chasing her rich and noble children have a reinforcement company. You can marry her, I am really happy for you in my heart. ”

Listening to Leng Qinglian's pretended relaxed tone, Wu Hong's brows gradually relaxed, and said, "Sister Lian, what do you say about marrying or not, it's still a very distant thing." Besides, Sister Lian, you are not inferior to her. ”

"Come on, duplicitous fellow. If I were that attractive to you, would you not come to see me for a week? So much so that I can only visit your room every day......"

Wu Hong was stunned and said, "So, Sister Lian, have you been living here for the past few days?" ”

Leng Qinglian shouted coquettishly with a little disgust: "Don't say it again, it's so late, let's rest early......" After speaking, Leng Qinglian wanted to break free of her hands and leave, but Wu Hong held on to it.

Wu Hong saw her inquiring eyes, and said a little shyly: "Since Sister Lian, you like to sleep here, you can also sleep here tonight." However, Sister Lian, I don't mean anything else, and I promise to be in good order. ”

Looking at the sincerity and expectation in Wu Hong's eyes, Leng Qinglian's cheeks burned and nodded. Wu Hong saw that she agreed, and he was very happy in his heart, and his mouth couldn't close.

"Why don't you go wash it quickly, it's going to be dawn if you delay it any longer~" After speaking, Leng Qinglian stuffed his change of clothes.

By the time Wu Hong returned to the room after taking a bath, Leng Qinglian was already asleep. In the dim light, Leng Qinglian lay there quietly with a smile on her face, her loose pajamas couldn't cover her bewitching figure, and when she loomed, it was even more tempting.

Wu Hong's gaze swept roughly, and he hurriedly turned away, but he unconsciously remembered the unforgettable spring light that Leng Qinglian revealed when he took the initiative to dedicate himself to him.

Lying down on his side lightly, Wu Hong curled up and tried to keep his voice to a minimum. From a short distance of twenty or thirty centimeters, Wu Hong could clearly hear Leng Qinglian's faint breathing, and asked about the untired smell of femininity.

No sleepiness!

Wu Hong wanted to toss and turn, but he was afraid of waking up Leng Qinglian. If you want to be a beast, I'm afraid that I won't have the face to face so many people afterwards. So he kept thinking about Ouyang Jingyao's voice and smile in his mind, in order to suppress the impulse towards Leng Qinglian in his heart at this time.

But the more he thought about it, the hotter Wu Hong's heart became. Suddenly, Leng Qinglian turned over, and her slender and round thighs were on his waist. Wu Hongdeng became nervous, he didn't dare to think about anything in his mind, and he didn't dare to move his body, so he fell asleep unconsciously......

In the dream, Wu Hong dreamed of Ouyang Jingyao and Leng Qinglian. The two pretty faces imprinted in my heart kept intertwining in the dream, and finally at a certain moment, Wu Hong kissed her as he wished. Driven by the ever-accumulating desire, Wu Hong tightly grasped the coveted snow white with one hand. The smooth and mellow sensation came, making him shamefully hard.

Then, Wu Hong felt that he was in a soft and tight place. Under the interweaving of the two touches, Wu Hong showed a satisfied smile, and he had to increase the strength of his hand inch by inch, and even straightened up the hard thing.

This night, Leng Qinglian's emotions accumulated for many days were vented, so she slept extra sweetly. If it weren't for the feeling of tightness in her chest and the hard pain in her lower body, she wouldn't have woken up so early.

When she opened her eyes, Leng Qinglian frowned, her consciousness gradually woke up, and she suddenly found herself sleeping in a man's arms. The man not only hugged himself, but also reached into his clothes with one hand, grabbing one side of the jade breast, while his lower body was tightly pressed into his buttocks, and he moved a few times from time to time.

What a bastard!

Leng Qinglian turned around angrily, but what caught her eye was Wu Hong's smiling face. For some reason, the displeasure in my heart suddenly disappeared without a trace. She silently turned back, closed her beautiful eyes, and quietly felt the special feeling of being embraced by him.

Thinking about it, the original discomfort began to turn into enjoyment. Feeling the intermittent kneading of her chest, Leng Qinglian felt an indescribable feeling of happiness. For the hard thing below, Leng Qinglian even twisted her body to match his occasional advancing movements.

Shame, shame on the dead!

Although Leng Qinglian had shameful thoughts in her heart, her uncontrollable body still subconsciously catered to Wu Hong. Gradually, Wu Hong began to move frequently, Leng Qinglian's face was full of pink, and he gradually lost his mind.

Dozens of breaths later, accompanied by a low and powerful roar, Leng Qinglian felt a fiery liquid spray on that place, intersecting with another stream of heat that overflowed at some point. The shy and addictive pleasure came like a tide, Leng Qinglian's breathing became rapid, and after a while, it finally calmed down.

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