Chapter 51: Relationships
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Suspenders, V-necks, revealing snow-white shoulders and necks, as well as deep grooves, short nightdresses, hems just above the base of the legs, a pair of snow-white legs are exposed, black and white, strong visual contrast, shaking Lu Xiaofeng's eyes straight.
took a closer look, but found that her upper body was still vacuum, and two acacia red beans were faintly visible.
Her hair was scattered, her face was clean, and there was no trace of makeup, so she should have just taken a shower.
"Is this a whitewash waiting for me?"
A thought flashed through Lu Xiaofeng's mind, the flagpole that had already been erected to salute became more and more erect, and for a while, he forgot all the words he was thinking outside the door.
Zhao Yuwei was very satisfied when she saw Lu Xiaofeng's stunned appearance, stepped forward and stuck to him, hugged his waist tightly with both hands, and then raised her head.
"Kiss me!"
Zhao Yuwei closed her eyes slightly and stood on tiptoe.
Lu Xiaofeng shouted "don't" in his heart, but his body didn't obey the call, and kissed her delicate red lips, and his hands couldn't help but grasp his plump buttocks and knead them hard.
At this moment, Lu Xiaofeng felt that he was Liu Xia Hui in thought and Ximen Qing in action.
Obviously told himself rationally that he couldn't entangle with her anymore, but his body couldn't help it, and at first he thought about doing it to be sorry for Ye Yufei, but passion was like an erupting volcano, and the blazing magma erupted, burying Ye Yufei's figure in his heart.
After that day, Lu Xiaofeng forcibly suppressed the flames in his body, but at this moment, he made a comeback, and after such a long period of suppression and accumulation, the feeling of hunger and thirst was extremely strong.
Lu Xiaofeng fell on the bed at some point, Zhao Yuwei rode on him, grabbed his vital point, and was about to put it into his body.
"Don't!" Lu Xiaofeng's reason was still making a final struggle, and he shouted, but his low and hoarse voice was inaudible.
In the next second, Lu Xiaofeng fell, his body was like a dry and cracked land, and when he waited for a long time, he only cared about enjoying the moisture, how could he take care of anything else.
If you can't resist, then enjoy!
Lu Xiaofeng could only comfort herself like this, soaring in the storm with her twisting waist.
Dry firewood meets fire, and long drought meets nectar.
Finally, sweating profusely, she lay on Lu Xiaofeng's body with spasms, hugging him tightly, her teeth biting his shoulder, Lu Xiaofeng also reached the clouds, and hurriedly wanted to pull out, but she was holding on to it, and couldn't help but explode.
The two trembling bodies hugged each other tightly, and the sound of "dong dong" heartbeat and heavy wheezing were intertwined, which could not be calmed down for a long time.
"Hurry up! It's all in there! Lu Xiaofeng patted her slippery back, thinking of the "naked running" just now, she was a little worried.
"Don't! I'm on the safe side, and that's okay. I still want it! Feeling the flagpole that Lu Xiaofeng slowly raised again, Zhao Yuwei twisted her waist again.
After listening to her words, Lu Xiaofeng put his mind at ease, and with a hard effort, he rolled around with her and pressed her under him.
βYes! Madam!β
However, this time, it was Lu Xiaofeng who took the initiative.
Her physical endurance, probably because of her martial arts training, is extraordinary, Lu Xiaofeng no longer pity this time, and changed a few postures in a row that she once longed for, before ending this round of wind and rain.
Even with her extraordinary physique, after scoring two goals in a row, she was so tired that she didn't want to move her fingers, lying there flat, letting Lu Xiaofeng clean up the messy battlefield.
After cleaning her body, Lu Xiaofeng lay down beside her, let her lean on her chest, and reached out to gently stroke her hair.
"Why?" After thinking about it for a long time, Lu Xiaofeng still spoke.
Zhao Yuwei didn't answer immediately, but reached under him, and began to tease his body again without knowing whether she was alive or dead, and also stuck her tongue out to his little Doudou.
This time, Lu Xiaofeng grabbed her hand with a hard heart.
"Why?" Lu Xiaofeng asked again.
"I love it! I do! Zhao Yuwei stopped moving, and continued to lie on Lu Xiaofeng's chest with her face, but said nonchalantly.
"But you chose to leave last time?" Lu Xiaofeng hooked her chin with his hand, lifted her face, looked into her eyes and said.
"But God let us meet again. The Supreme Treasure said that the greatest arrangement of God is the greatest! Zhao Yuwei looked at him stupidly and muttered.
Hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng was also a little stupid.
If he can start over, he will have the opportunity to entangle with her, what else can it be if it is not God's arrangement?
Because of the rain, I was blocked in the Internet cafΓ©, so I could meet her by chance, what else could it be if it wasn't God's arrangement?
What's even more coincidental is that they have already decided to forget, but they are reunited in the Ye family, what else can it be if it is not God's arrangement?
"But I love Yufei!" These words slipped through Lu Xiaofeng's mouth, but he swallowed them back.
How could he, who has been in love many times, make such a mistake? Is it another woman who says love to a woman in bed? Isn't this looking for death?
Now what?
Looking at her appearance, is she going to move seriously, let her give up? Say I'm just playing?
Lu Xiaofeng really couldn't open that mouth.
"But I'm only sixteen!" After thinking about it for a long time, Lu Xiaofeng could only use age as an excuse.
"I don't care! And you don't look like sixteen either. Zhao Yuwei shook her head, looked at his face, leaned down against his chest again, and reached out to hug him tightly.
"Aren't you afraid you'll have to wait for years?" Lu Xiaofeng didn't give up and continued to ask.
When Zhao Yuwei heard this, she raised her head and looked at him with an expression of disbelief.
"What's wrong?" It confused Lu Xiaofeng.
"You don't want to marry me, do you?"
"Uh,......" Lu Xiaofeng couldn't understand her thoughts.
"Giggles! I'm not going to wait to marry you! β
Zhao Yuwei couldn't help laughing, as if his thoughts were ridiculous.
"I finally found someone I liked, and God arranged for us to be together again! Of course I want to cherish it! It's not enough to enjoy the present, what do you want later? Isn't that unfounded? As for marriage, it's scary to think about, so forget it! I don't want to get married! β
seemed to see Lu Xiaofeng's incomprehension, she continued, when it came to getting married, she seemed to think of something terrible.
"But I want to get married!" Lu Xiaofeng thought of Ye Yufei.
"And Yufei?" Zhao Yuwei looked at Lu Xiaofeng and asked with a smile.
"Huh?!" Lu Xiaofeng was dumbfounded.
"Little badass! Falling in love with Yu Fei is still so dishonest! Zhao Yuwei glanced at him with disgust, reached out and patted the flagpole that he still didn't fall.
"If you hadn't taken the initiative, would I have gotten along with you?" Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but think about it, but he felt a little shameless.
"Since you know that I am with Yu Fei...... And what about you? Lu Xiaofeng's face was hot, and he asked embarrassedly.
"Why not? Is it because she knew you first? β
Zhao Yuwei was a little angry all of a sudden, turned over, and the whole person fell on Lu Xiaofeng's body, condescending, staring at Lu Xiaofeng's eyes.
Lu Xiaofeng was speechless.
"Am I worse than her? Where did I lose to her? Zhao Yuwei asked.
Lu Xiaofeng was still speechless.
"Does she have boobs as big as mine? Is she as proactive as I am? Oh, she hasn't done it to you yet, has she? β
Zhao Yuwei's words became more and more bold.
"But I really love Yufei!" Lu Xiaofeng didn't dare to let her continue to ask, so she could only say this sentence to death.
"I didn't force you not to love her? I won't be like my mother......" Zhao Yuwei just gave him a roll of his eyes, and then suddenly stopped talking.
"But I'm ...... with her ...... with you again? Lu Xiaofeng was a little incredulous at the information she revealed. Aren't women all vinegar jars? How else could she accept that?
"Humph! How? Don't you want to? I'm not afraid, are you still afraid? Are you still a man? Giggles! Forget, you're still a boy! β
Zhao Yuwei's words angered Lu Xiaofeng, he turned over, pressed her under him again, and entered her at once, starting the third round of battle.
The rain stopped again, and Lu Xiaofeng hugged her and asked her questions.
"What is your relationship with Yu Fei?"
She was silent, and Lu Xiaofeng was about to change the topic, but she spoke again.
"Alright! I'm going to let you know sooner or later, anyway. β
"My name is Yu Wei, her name is Yu Fei, what do you say we have to do?"
Lu Xiaofeng thought to himself, I still have a "rain han", but why do they all have a "rain"? Is it because I like to rain? But what do I like about "raining", not "raining"?
Listening to her words, Lu Xiaofeng's thoughts thought of the stubborn Chen Yuhan again.
"You're sisters? Are you her cousin? β
"I'm half-sisters to her."
Lu Xiaofeng listened to Zhao Yuwei's words, but she still couldn't believe it, although she had this kind of conjecture, but when she heard her say it herself, she still couldn't believe it.
"Isn't Uncle Ye only 43 years old? And you ......"
"I'm only 22 years old, not as old as you think, huh!" Zhao Yuwei was a little annoyed by the information in his eyes.
"Oh, I didn't see that Uncle Ye was also very powerful back then!"
Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but sigh a little, but he didn't expect that when Ye Jianguo was young, he was also a romantic figure.
"Humph! Are you awesome? Hearing Lu Xiaofeng's ridiculous words, Zhao Yuwei was a little dissatisfied, after all, he was talking about his father.
"Huh!" With Lu Xiaofeng's cheeky skin, he can't help but be a little red.
Zhao Yuwei slowly told him a story of love and hatred in the previous generation.