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I took the plug, knelt behind him, turned on the hair dryer and aimed it at his hair, his hair was thick, black and shiny, the warm wind slid over the edge of his cheeks, slipped through the strands, the hair hung down in front of his ears and forehead, I ran his hair with my hands, and when it was almost dry, I paused to play, pulled down the collar of his bathrobe, and aimed the hair dryer at the back of his neck. He jumped up, grabbed the hair dryer from my hand, turned it off, and threw it aside.

"Dare to tease me, see how I punish you." He hugged me tightly, his lips suddenly pressed against mine, and he tossed and turned over my lips with a furious passion. That strong arm seemed to strangle me in half. In the middle of the night, he looked up gasping and stared at me with burning eyes. "Miss me?"

"Of course." I gasped.

He hugged me tighter. "How much do you want?"

"As soon as I'm free, I think about it." I answered truthfully.

"Me too." He let out a deep sigh, and his lips touched mine again. I was dizzy for a while, and the strong arms wrapped around my waist as he slowly lay on his back on the bed, dragging me down. I lay on top of him, dazed and groggy to accept the kiss, no longer feeling my own existence, no longer feeling the presence of anything. Only the name ironed in the bottom of my heart, beating steadily with my heart: Xiao Se! Bleak! Bleak!

His hands groped my back, pulled down the zipper, removed my dress, and unbuttoned my underwear. He carried me over on the bed and placed me under him, his hands at my sides, his upper body slightly raised, looking down at me like a painter looking at his model.

I was burned by his gaze. "Don't ...... Don't look at it. ”

He chuckled. "It's okay, the chest hasn't shrunk."

"You...... You ......" My heart is panting, and I can't say anything.

"What am I?" His dark eyes pressed me, and before I could do anything to me, I was already paralyzed, and I simply closed my eyes to avoid his fiery gaze.

He took one of my hands, kissed it on the lips, and then took my hand to the knot of his dressing gown around his waist. "Untie." His voice was hoarse, with a commanding tone.

I was shy and pulled my hand out. He immediately grabbed my hand again, and forced me to join him in pulling the strap of his dressing gown, and pressing my hand against the extremely hot and hard part of the place.

I exclaimed, trying to retract my hand, but he held it firmly. I closed my eyes tightly, afraid to look, and though I had indulged in it before, I had never touched him with my hands. My heart was like a deer, my blood was rushing, my hands were shaking, and my teeth were chattering.

"What are you nervous about, I've never seen you so nervous for the first time." His low voice was full of laughter, and he finally let go of my hand, leaned down, and lowered his head to seal my lips.

His kiss was gentle and lingering, and I reacted to him in a dazed state, putting my hand around his neck, and my heart fluttering. I lay there, letting his lips and tongue go down my collarbone, biting and sucking deeply on my body, a strange and familiar, irritated tingling sensation, and as his movements spread, I gradually felt the unique strong heat swimming up from the depths of my body. He slowly removed my last fig leaf, and tears rolled down my cheeks the moment our bodies were completely integrated.

His lips slid down my cheek and wiped away my tears. "Does it hurt?" He whispered in my ear.

I shook my head. It really hurts, I haven't had such an experience for too long, and it has only been a few times before, and it is still green and firm, and it is difficult to adapt to it for a while. But this is not the reason for my tears, my tears are shed for the nearly four years of separation, more than a thousand days and nights of worrying and lovesickness.

"Open your eyes." He stopped in the depths of my body and said in a hoarse voice.

I lifted my eyes, and he stared at me, at me deeply, and he gazed at me so long and so long, and those eyes were as deep as the night, burning like torches, and shining like stars, capable of devouring me, burning me, illuminating me. My whole body melted, and I couldn't help but cling to him and cater to him.

His lips caught mine again, pressing warmly, tossing and turning, and his body began to squirm gently, and I could hear the heavy beating of his heart and feel the heat of his breathing. His movements became more and more violent, and he swept through me like a storm......

In the morning, I woke up from my deep sleep, a ray of sunlight penetrated through the gap in the curtains, and the room was full of spring. I was lazy, and the passion of the night was still all over my limbs and mind. I turned to the side and saw Xiao Se asleep, he was sleeping soundly, I propped myself up, and studied the delicate contours of his face, his warm breath blowing on my face, and I could still feel the lingering smell.

The telephone rang suddenly, and in the silence of the room, it was so loud that it made my eardrums hurt.

The telephone was at the end of the bed, and I reached for the receiver, and the other party whispered in French. I listened stupidly, and I didn't know what to do, and the earpiece in my hand was taken by Xiao Se. He communicated with the other party for a while and put down the earpiece. "The person who sent the formal suit is here, and he will come up immediately." His voice was sleepy.

"What formal attire?" I didn't get it.

"The formal clothes you are going to wear to tonight's awards reception are ready for the people in the clothing store, you can try them on later, and if there is anything inappropriate, change it immediately. Just put on your bathrobe and save yourself a lot of money. He picked up the bathrobe from the floor and gave it to me, getting out of bed as fast as he could, putting on his shirt and jeans.

I put on my bathrobe and saw the underwear and two used condoms scattered on the floor, and the blushing conversations from last night came back to my mind. When the enthusiasm was in full swing, he stepped out to do security measures, and I asked him where the thing came from, and he said that the hotel paid supplies were there. Somehow, I got hot-headed and asked, "Europeans, can you fit it?" ”

He leaned over me, his lashes almost touching mine, the tip of his nose touching the tip of mine. "You mean, I'm not as big as a European? Have you seen the Europeans? ”

"No, no." I hurriedly denied, "I just...... It's just that...... I heard from the girls in the school dormitory before. "The girl who likes to buy wool films has given us a lot of knowledge in this area.

"It turns out that the girls in your school are so open." He stiffened up, and I exclaimed, "Whether it's suitable or not, you can feel it yourself." ”

Because of that sentence, I was severely "repaired" by him, and I was tortured to the point of begging for mercy. He was still thinking about the pursuit of "Seven Jiro in One Night", but after the second time, he fell asleep on top of me. I was so tired that I fell into a coma, and then he woke up in the middle of the night and adjusted his sleeping position.

The doorbell interrupted my thoughts, and I quickly cleared the floor and rushed into the bathroom to close the door.

I heard the door open and talking, and after a while, the bathroom door was pushed open, and Xiao Se came in with a large box. He opened the lid of the box, and I was pleasantly surprised to see that inside was an elegant embroidered pale pink cheongsam.

Every Chinese woman will have a cheongsam dream, because the cheongsam can not only make people look dignified and elegant, but also reveal the unique curves of women, delicate and sexy.

"Thank you for giving me so many surprises." I kissed him on the cheek excitedly.

He looked at me with a satisfied smile. "Hurry up and put it on, they're waiting outside."

I took off my bathrobe and saw him standing still. "You go out first, I'll change it right away."

"Why should I go out?" His hot gaze roamed over me, "Still afraid of me?" ”

I bit my lip. "That'...... Then you can keep it. "Anyway, he has already looked down on me, and I have nothing to be hypocritical.

I lowered my head and was about to untie the belt of my bathrobe, but he pulled me over directly, untied it for me, took off the bathrobe, and took my underwear to put on for me.

"I'll do it myself." I snatched it, turned my back, put on my underwear, and put on my underwear again.

Although it was turned back, Xiao Se could see it clearly from the mirror, I saw that my face in the mirror was full of red clouds, and he was still looking for me to be happy: "The skin is like clotted fat, and the face is like a peach blossom, it's so beautiful." ”

I turned around and ignored him, put on my cheongsam, and he reached over and closed the zipper behind me. This cheongsam is very suitable for me, it looks more elegant and quiet on me, and the temperament is like an orchid, but it is a little looser, not so fitted.

"I made it according to your previous measurements, but I didn't expect you to lose weight." Xiao Se looked at me carefully, and gently held my waist with his hand, "This waist is so thin, it can really be comparable to Zhao Feiyan." ”

I remember when I first met him in the dance troupe, because of his jokes, I was nicknamed "Tong Feiyan" by Yin Jingshu. "How do you know my measurements?" I asked.

He laughed sheepishly. "When I was at my grandfather's house, you forgot to take a soft ruler?"

When I think back to that scene, my face is still hot. He not only teased me with a soft ruler, but also secretly measured my measurements, which is really bad!

"Go out and show the little tailor, it should be slightly changed." He put his arm around my waist and walked out of the bathroom.

The tailor was a young girl with a Chinese face, but she spoke French. Xiao Se told me that the girl was of Chinese descent, but because she was born in France, she did not know Chinese and could only speak French. The girl's mother opened a tailor shop in Paris, where she helped and learned the trade.

Xiao Se explained the situation to the girl, and the girl measured it for me with the measuring scale she brought, and said that she could go back and change it immediately, and send it over when she was done.

Xiao Se asked her to send it over at noon. "We'll go to the Louvre first after breakfast, and when we get back, we'll be pretty much better."

Visiting the Louvre during the day is a different sight than at night. There were so many tourists that we waited a full 15 minutes in the Carusele promenade before being let in. A stroll through the Louvre is a sublime artistic treat. Everywhere you look, there are brilliant paintings on the ground, on the walls, and even on the roof, and countless exquisite oil paintings and sculptures are priceless and rare.

Xiao Se said that the total area of the Louvre is more than 150,000 square meters, and the collection is as many as 400,000 pieces, including 15,000 paintings alone. Many people buy annual passes and come to enjoy them every day, 365 days a year, and they often come when they are free.

But now we only have two or three hours, and the only ones we can look at a little more closely are the three treasures of the Louvre – Venus of Miro, Victory of Samokrak and Mona Lisa.

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