Zhang Yi didn't know what Zheng Sleeve was thinking, but out of his psychology, he wanted to get closer to this seductive body, fake it, and establish a closer connection with each other.

Zhang Yi thought: "Anyway, in Zheng Sleeve's opinion, it was he who fell in love with her at first sight, and he was **** and couldn't control himself, which led to being falsely accused and punished that year." If he simply pushes the boat at this moment, Zheng Sleeve will also decide that the problem between them can be solved through an intimate compensation. ”

It was like a game of exchange, he thought. It's just that what Zhang Yi wants is to make a statement to the prince through Zheng Sleeve and let the prince withdraw his troops from Michi; And what Zheng Sleeve wants is for Zhang Yi to prevent the princess of Qin from marrying the crown prince. The exchange conditions between the two people can be realized through such intimate contact, which is also unexpected by Zhang Yi.

He thought that tonight's meeting would be a negotiation, but the negotiation between men and women gradually evolved into this situation. However, Zhang Yi thought: "This may be precisely because Zheng Sleeve failed himself before, and there are antecedents that led to this consequence." ”

Zhang Yi is not a casual man after all, he slightly feels that his behavior is a little inappropriate, but he can't control the deepest desires of his body. He fell deeper and deeper unconsciously, compared to him, Zheng Sleeve was much more emotional, she was already entangled and caressed, her eyes were blurred, her clothes were completely undressed, revealing the delicate skin layer that was about to burst.

Zhang Yi carried out his rhythm unhurriedly, he couldn't completely stop his rational thoughts, and was always thinking about the possible results.

He used to be a slightly sluggish man in intimate relations between men and women, and he was not particularly willing to do such unprepared reluctance. However, Zheng Sleeve is not an ordinary woman, her manners and demeanor, as well as her seemingly obedient to men, but in fact constantly teasing her movements, make Zhang Yi particularly useful. He also stepped up the flicking and flirting of his subordinates, and Zheng Sleeve was even more obsessed.

Zheng Sleeve was in a daze, still thinking about the guilt she had for Zhang Yi in the past, and she screamed weakly: "Take revenge on me, let me pay off the debt I owe you." In this motivating tone and words, Zhang Yi's desire to conquer everything became stronger and stronger, and the strength under his hand gradually increased, which made the people under him respond fiercely.

But as long as they are entangled with each other, the more deep and agitated the entanglement between the two different species will be, not to mention that each other is familiar with the different sensitivities of men and women, and this mutual entanglement is more like a protracted confrontation, as if both sides will test which side will be the first to lose in battle.

Zhang Yi felt more and more that he couldn't lose here, he was a person who was not weak when he was strong, and the more he felt that he was provoked and fought fiercely by the other party, the more he aroused the idea of conquering the other party in his heart.

In the midst of this long entanglement, he felt that time had become longer and everything had come to a standstill. Fortunately, Zhang Yi is confident that he is a strong person, and he thinks that the opponent is not ordinarily strong, so he uses all his body means extraordinarily, and will never become a prisoner of the opponent's crotch.

With the gradual force of various actions, the other party's coquettish voice is endless, and I can't hear whether it is enjoyment or pain. Zhang Yi couldn't figure out whether what he did was out of revenge or because of the situation, and his idea of impressing the other party was much clearer.

And as the process deepened, the body of the obsessed other party seemed to be completely uncontrollable, tossing and turning, and becoming more and more hot and hot. Between the words, there was no scruple at all, and Zhang Yi heard a taste of wilderness from the primordial, as if releasing the long-suppressed kinetic energy in the body.

Each of them communicates with the original intention of having a close relationship with each other, but when they are nostalgic for going back and forth, they forget the original setting and intention, and fall into the natural temptation from the beginning of creation. Zhang Yi clearly felt the uncontrollable side of the other party, and he was also trying his best to find a state, and between the back and forth, the accumulated strength and heat bloomed.

The body was sweating profusely, but no one paid attention to it anymore and was distracted, and the pain and discomfort between the entanglements and frictions were also left behind. Because of the initial change of each taking what he needs, and evolving into the final one taking his own pleasure, Zheng Sleeve seems to have fallen into a crazy turmoil, opening all his depressed thoughts to chase the bloom of life that has no hope in this life. This bloom is the original target of the body, and it gradually loses itself in various additional pursuits, and today it seems to be back in the body.

Zhang Yi originally didn't want to completely devote himself to such a competition, he just tasted and stopped to achieve a close relationship, rather than a cold negotiation, but with the other party's full dedication, he also seemed to be caught in the whirlpool, in which circling, floating, struggling, ****, ups and downs and shaking, occasionally let go of the inhibited scheming. Of course, it was in this brief period of laissez-faire that happiness poured like a tidal wave on the embankment, gradually breaking away all the systems of defense.

It is not a man who controls the rhythm of all the games, just like a ship in which the tide is floating in the sea, the ship just passes, but the essence cannot be separated from the ebb and flow of the tide. Zhang Yi finally saw the dormant enthusiasm in a woman's body, and he also felt how tormented the body under him was, which in itself was how eager to chase a free-spirited life.

Zhang Yi, like all men, can still have a lingering thought, not necessarily disappear in all the outbursts and rushes, he can't help but guess Zheng Sleeve's life, thinking: "That must be a particularly boring and rigid normal state, between the morning and the sunset, it is the passage of time that comes and goes like a chess piece." ”

Sure enough, after the free churning of the body, the tide that receded from the wind and waves gradually returned to the depths of the ocean. Zheng Sleeve didn't immediately hide his obscene clothes and skirts, and asked casually: "Take me away, can you do it?" ”

Zhang Yi said "um", he suspected that he had heard it wrong, and after thinking for a while, he vaguely sensed Zheng Sleeve's inner impulse, but he couldn't give a clear answer, so he could only pretend not to hear clearly.

After another quarter of an hour, the sea was calm again, and everything was back on track. Zheng Sleeve never mentioned the call from the depths of his heart, and reason and other wills once again occupied the empty space of the heart.

Zhang Yi was even more annoyed for a moment that he couldn't control the situation well, and he couldn't help but have a thought: "Can I do better?" ”

However, he did not particularly regret that this man should always have another side to himself, just like most aristocratic women. Whether it is for the sake of political status, power in reality, or pure momentary pleasure, the pursuit of the natural nature of men and women is also an act that can be understood by the vast majority of people in the world.