Diving birds have more than once, a hundred times, reminiscing about what butterflies look like when they are asleep.

She never slept honestly because she never slept well. Changing places, changing beds, and even changing pillows and quilts, she couldn't easily fall asleep.

But once she really fell asleep, it was a different look, very quiet, very cute, very sweet. Like a cat, a rabbit, anyway...... It's that fluffy, petite little animal.

Take off your defenses, put away your sharp, annoying little claws, curl up together, look so cute, and completely non-stakesy that you'll forget that it used to hurt and scratch you.

Women, how good at disguise?

The diving bird watched the butterfly quietly in the dark for a while, listened to her breathing for a while, and then reached out and touched her forehead exposed outside the quilt, warm.

In fact, when the butterfly was put into another quilt, she had already woken up, but when she suddenly fell out of the dream, her consciousness was still a little blurry.

She didn't understand what was really going on, or whether it was reality or still in a dream.

At the junction of dreams and reality, it is indeed easy for people to distinguish between them. It is a reality to wake up again, but one more small step is to return to the dream.

Sometimes, when the author suddenly wakes up from a dream, he will be confused for a long time, and he will not know which dimension he is in. Sometimes I even think in my dreams: Oh, it's not a dream.

But then you wake up and think, "Oh, I'm still dreaming."

But when she re-entered a warm bed, she began to get confused again, and the warm feeling seemed to trigger her new sleepiness. The drowsiness came from afar, but soon when she tried to turn over, her back suddenly touched the cold wall, and she woke up in an instant.

When she woke up, she found that she was actually half naked outside, no wonder she was so cold. But on the other side, it was unusually hot, not only hot, but also a very hot body close to him.

She was completely awake now.

She could hardly have imagined what it was like to be under the covers.

The diving bird was like an octopus, so tightly wrapped around its body, one hand around its waist, and the palm of the hand rested on its little belly. His head rested on his neck, and his face was firmly pressed against the back of his head. He sleeps on his side, so his upper body fits perfectly with himself.

There were only two thin layers of pajamas between the two people.

The butterfly was so frightened that she didn't feel sleepy at all.

She wanted to jump up directly, but there was no way, in fact, it was a little difficult to even move. At this time, she realized that the diving bird was actually awake, because there were a pair of eyes looking directly at her in the dark.

Obviously, he turned over just now and woke him up.

He just didn't make a sound.

Just staring at butterflies.

But soon the butterfly felt a chill hit the other half of her body, and she shivered. The diving bird shifted slightly, tugged at one side of the quilt with one hand, and recoiled her back into the quilt. Then the hand that pulled the quilt put his arms around her again, tighter and tighter, and took her into his arms.

The butterfly subconsciously moved out.

Just listen to the diving bird whispering: Beware of the cold. The quilt is not big.

Hearing him speak, the butterfly finally couldn't help but say: What are you doing here? How can two people squeeze such a small bed?

The diving bird pressed her face close to her, and said softly: Didn't you squeeze it down? Be honest, just don't move.

The butterfly said, "When did you come in?" I don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing secretly?

The diving bird said innocently: What time is it called the third watch in the middle of the night? I never go to bed that early. If you can't sleep, what to do.

The butterfly said: What to do? Touching my bed when you can't sleep?

The diving bird couldn't help but laugh and said: That's nature. Where do you say?

The butterfly bit her lip and said, "Take your hands off the way!" If I had known you were like this, I wouldn't have been able to keep you at night.

The diving bird's hand did not move, he was never so obedient, and said: Since you have left me, you should send the Buddha to the west, and good things must be done in pairs.

The butterfly kept an eye on his hand and put him back on his side, but as if he had put it back on, he ran over on his own, still in his previous position.

The butterfly said: Scoundrel. You lie alone, I go back to sleep, how can you sleep like this? Don't sleep a night.

The diving bird seems to like to caress the area of the butterfly's belly, back and forth and constantly lingering there, the voice is a little tired, eating and saying: Okay, you don't sleep, I don't sleep either. Anyway, I won't go to work tomorrow, don't you think?

The butterfly was actually a little angry, and said fiercely: You scoundrel! Let go!

The butterfly was rubbed by him and swelled a little, and he wanted to resist, but he was a little weak, and it seemed that the whole person was weakening. She barely held on, not even daring to close her eyes, for fear that if she did, she would sink into the net he had cast, boundless, full of temptation and pleasure, a feeling she knew so well.

Of course, she knows the means of diving birds, and she can't retreat a single step, as long as she takes a step back, I'm afraid she will be completely defeated. If you take a step back, you may lose the whole game.

However, which path to choose is persistence and release?

Butterflies are tormented at this time.

What made her painful was that deep down in her heart was vaguely calling to her: let go, don't hold on anymore.

Right now, getting her to push the diving bird away from his seductive embrace was probably the hardest thing in the world for her. She longs to indulge, to enjoy all his kisses and caresses, to satisfy all her own shortcomings, to make herself a complete woman in his body. That's what she intended.

How hard it is to persevere. You have to overcome your greed, you have to go against your loving nature, you have to overcome all your thirst for satisfaction.

It's actually quite easy to release. As long as you let go of the tight Hyun in your head and throw away all the burdens, you can fully devote yourself to his caresses and enjoy all pleasures and all kinds of pleasures. And she knows where the process leads? That extremely pleasant space, a realm that makes life and death difficult to give up.

The drowsiness that the diving bird obviously had just now was also dispelled without a trace, not only did it lose its sleepiness, but it also came to the spirit, and even gradually sprouted a little desire. Even his breathing seemed to be hot and short.

He is guiding her step by step, deviating from his beliefs, principles and bottom line little by little.

He seemed to be silently telling her: Don't insist, in fact, you don't want to insist at all. That's not you. It's up to your own nature,......

The diving bird is no longer a novice who is completely overwhelmed by this situation, in fact, he is too familiar with butterflies, so to speak, he is so skillful that he controls the machine, and he wakes up in countless dreams remembering how to control it.

He knows how the whole process is going to work, and what kind of reaction the butterflies will have at each step.

He is unhurried and slow, and for him, he prefers to enjoy the process rather than the end. He could feel the butterfly in his arms, on the verge of losing control and bursting. He was secretly satisfied, because butterflies were still butterflies after all, a woman of flesh and blood, not the kind of saint she thought she would not eat the fireworks of the world.

How many women are so naïve and naïve, self-righteously believing that they are saints, pure goddesses.

Her love and love are actually very anxious, but she has been restraining herself. As everyone knows, the more restrained, the fuller.

In the dark night when the waves were rolling, a butterfly suddenly stood up and jumped up.