Ni Pan, who was extremely shameless, rubbed up apologetically and said sweetly, "I'm sorry." Obviously, he was saying words of apology, but the following actions were more violent than the next, and Pu Youshi, who was hitting directly, couldn't say a complete sentence at all, so he could only complain intermittently, "You know ...... Clearly...... There is no ...... Sorry for the ...... Meaning...... Meaning. ”

Ni Pan accepted her "compliment" unceremoniously and responded cheekily, "Yes." ”

Do you know what is a shame of being incorruptible? That's it! Pu Youshi was so angry with him that he vomited blood again. At this time, he leaned down and kissed her softly.

"Hmm......" All complaints disappeared suddenly.

The two of them were tired of kissing and kissing secretly for a while, and Pu You, a living star, hooked his neck and asked, "When are you leaving?" ”

Ni Pan paused, suspended above her, looked at her deeply, and said lightly, "Tomorrow." ”

Pu Youshi's expression couldn't help but stop. This was indeed something she expected, but when something like this really struck, there was still a blow that she couldn't stand to bear.

She tugged at the corners of her lips bitterly, hugged his neck with both hands, rubbed him and said, "I'm going to be on it!" ”

Ni Pan frowned, seeing her look like she was about to cry, he only felt that his heart was also a damp feeling that the heavy rain was coming. I don't know why she feels like this, as if tomorrow is already in anticipation. He bit her lip and thrust it hard.

"Ahh Uh-huh! Ah......h

And every time he stepped forward, he seemed to have a ruthlessness to kill her.

I don't know if it's psychological or physiological. Clear tears flowed silently down the corners of his eyes, and were quietly sucked off by the full sheets.

Pu Youshi could only try to keep his eyes open. looked intently at the man on his body who was like the god Apollo with golden light.

The man was frowning even at this moment, and he could faintly see the green tendons of force. The thin lips were pursed, and he looked like he was not approaching, and his two arms were supported on his sides, with a clear texture. There is fine sweat falling down one by one. Sweat had already soaked his forehead, and the wet hair looked soft, and even his whole body was a lot gentler.

The murderous eyes were also filled with moisture because of sweat or something, and it was impossible to tell what the emotion was.

I just feel sexy.

Let her drown willingly.

It's hopeless. She tried her best to get on it. Again, he asked, "Let me be on top." ”

Her words were inarticulate, intermittent. But Ni Pan, who provoked him, stopped. All the weight was on her.

It's amazing how close two people feel when they're completely skin-to-skin. He's so heavy. Pu Youshi felt that he was about to lose his breath.

She chuckled.

"Fool!" Ni Pan involuntarily knocked her on the head.

She was still smiling to herself, moving around under him.

was stuck by Ni Pan's waist with both hands, turned over and swung his tail, turned her to the top, and looked at him for a long time.

She was shocked, Nima he actually played gymnastics.

His majesty slipped slightly, and she breathed a sigh of relief and encouraged herself to sit down slowly. It's a pity that his expression is much more sophisticated, and he is far from being as unpopular as himself.

Although I felt that the strings were still tight, I was obviously much calmer.

After she sat down slowly. He can still smile and urge, "You move." ”

Pu Youshi glared at him, this posture made him go deeper, and he didn't dare to sit on him completely. The half-bent legs are more tired, and the touch in the body is much more obvious, after all, it is the only place that is closely connected.

The friction caused by each movement seems to be infinitely magnified. Pu Youshi's eyebrows and eyes were stretched. Every capillary is also in a state of readiness.

She took a deep breath and tried to shake her ass back and forth, left and right.

She moves slowly. It's a sweet torture.

Because of this slow rhythm, it's like a grinding action with style. Every angle of the mucous membranes in the body seems to be completely taken care of. The more you grind, the more itchy it gets.

It can really be said that the more you scratch, the more itchy, the more itchy, the more scratched.

So she babbled and sang, "Come on, be happy, there is a lot of time anyway; Come, love, there is a lot of foolishness anyway; Come on, wandering, there are a lot of directions anyway; Come on, pretentious, there's a lot of scenery anyway......"

It's gone out of tune to Siberia. But I can't help but say that in such a unique background, she did turn her voice into her own unique rhythm, and Ni Pan of Hook was a little hot.

To do this, it can still be burned by a fire, and suddenly feel inexplicably impulsive, it's really the first time.

zuo love is like fighting, the battle situation has entered this time, as if all the hole cards have been revealed, the sword and gun began to slash, but the other party suddenly showed a team of cavalry, what a surprise.

Ni Pan trembled her waist and pushed against it fiercely, her hands grabbed her waist unceremoniously, and when she was about to fall, she cooperated, and Pu Youshi really felt that she was about to be pierced.

She cried out in horror, "It's broken! It's broken! Ah, it's broken! Bad ......"

This is a fear from the heart.

And Ni Pan was in such a transposition of Shen Yin, secretly thinking, it would be good if it was really broken. It's a hundred. So what is the annoyance? Let him be so negative to avoid. He couldn't tell.

There was already a murmur of water below, and it was a mess. The refreshing and slightly dull snapping sound made Pu Youshi confused time by such a sense of rhythm.

Suddenly, Ni Pan shook violently.

Her eyes widened.

I felt that something hot was pouring straight on her inner wall, and her eyes were white.

She lay limply on top of him, wet all over, panting weakly.

And he also has some intermission meaning, in the afterglow of strenuous exercise, one by one the residual heat is still pouring into it, until it is full of stuffing, and it reluctantly overflows.

The gelatinous fluid with temperature flowed out of the place where he was supported and couldn't be closed, sticking to his body stickily, winding along his thighs, and polluting back and forth through the place where the two people met.

The thickest ones were probably sinking into her body, and the ones that flowed out were a little white and transparent. She crouched over his shoulder, not daring to look.

In the flesh of the striking Yanran, what kind of grand occasion should it be for the white turbidity of those white flowers to spread everywhere.

Both of them were panting slowly, and the sound of long breathing gradually merged into a frequency. The sound of her heartbeat slowly coincided with his.

She suddenly spoke, "I won't send you tomorrow." I really can't get out of bed this time. With a sly smile, he made yellow jokes that he thought were humorous, but his voice was not as bright and muffled as usual, and he didn't know if he had been screaming for too long, and his voice was not good.

Ni Pan couldn't see her expression, he could only feel her lying on top of him, trembling slightly with his own essence. His expression was the same as always, and his voice did not fluctuate in any way, even more cold and restrained than before, "It's good." ”

When Pu Youshi woke up, it was pitch black.

She tried to stretch her body, but the accumulated lactic acid was about to drown her, making her limp and unable to move.

The whole body has been cleaned, a very refreshing feeling, rubbed twice in the cotton quilt, and then suddenly got up, wearing a silk nightgown in a vacuum, no wonder it was so silky and comfortable, she walked to the window barefoot and opened the curtains.

The stars are shining outside. The distance between the houses is about to be remote, and the lights are more misty and dim, faintly revealing a sad warmth.

At this moment, she was sleeping in Ni Pan's room, and Ni Pan, she laughed at herself, either on the plane, or on the way to the airport, otherwise, she had already returned to China.

He said tomorrow, but it was already so, and he would never wait any longer.

She was used to waking up and couldn't see his figure, so she actually pushed open the window and crawled out.

The guest room where Ni Pan sleeps is on the first floor. Outside the window is the courtyard garden. There is a white swing on the lawn.

She sat up slowly, leaning against the rope on one side, in a nonchalant daze.

I don't know what Ni Pan said to Pu Su when he left. Surprisingly, Pu Su didn't even mention it, as if this person had never been here, and this stolen time was simply an absurd, ridiculous and extremely fragrant dream. In the next few days, she shook along the places she had been to with Ni Pan recently. When you are alone, you seem to see different worlds.

In the past, the whole world was seen as pairs, but now even the pigeons are alone. In the middle of the lawn, which had been silent, water was sprayed suddenly. The garbage truck, which has been moving quietly, will also sing sad love songs in response to the occasion. A middle-aged man standing in front of a twenty-four-hour convenience store. A beautiful woman carrying a large bag of vegetables. The old lady who chattered all the time.

In this strange country, she couldn't quite understand what people were saying.

At that time, I felt that I didn't care at all, but now, it is really an ugly face that has been abandoned by the whole world.

This strange omen of a broken love, which seemed to come only from her panicked inner imagination, was finally admitted by her on the distant Thames.

Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just a broken love, who hasn't lost it.

Once raw, twice ripe. This time there is no need to look for sustenance. (To be continued......)