"Can't wait to have sex with me?" Cheng Yijie had a smile on his face, "Since that's the case, let's go." Later, if you are hungry, you can have a late-night snack. ”

Mu Qingcheng immediately automatically misinterpreted the meaning of "supper", she quickly got up and walked towards the door, not letting him see the red clouds floating on her face.

There is a wetland park five kilometers away from the West Lake Scenic Area, and there is a lover hotel next to the park, which is the place where Cheng Yijie said. The design of the hotel shows the charm of the south of the Yangtze River everywhere, with pink walls and tiles, small bridges and flowing water, and the return of nature is full of elegance and tranquility. Exquisite furniture, dazzling silk brocade embroidery fabrics, the perfect fusion of oriental classical and modern simplicity.

But the hotel's greatest attraction lies not in its elegant setting, but in its privacy.

After Cheng Yijie arrived by car, he drove directly into the parking space. The parking spaces are divided into separate cubicles, and customers can enter and stay, and no one can see whose car. The two walked into the hotel lobby and there were no employees in sight. The lobby is equipped with a computer monitor and a touch-screen screen with detailed photographs of the free rooms.

"Which room do you prefer?" Cheng Yijie consulted Mu Qingcheng's opinion.

For a moment, Mu Qingcheng had the urge to escape, and she understood what it meant to come to such a place, especially those rooms with strange flavors, middle school classrooms, buses, and cartoon atmospheres...... It's all about the fun part, and with these pictures alone, she can imagine how beautiful and exciting the scene is in the rooms where people are already occupied. However, the fatalistic bond with Cheng Yijie gave her a deep sense of powerlessness, and at the same time, there was also an honest emotional throbbing and curiosity in her heart.

If you come, you can be safe, she said to herself, her eyes turned to the monitor, and chose a room that looked the most normal and antique from the pictures.

"Okay." Cheng Yijie lightly clicked on the picture with his hand to enter the payment system, and after the payment was completed, a room card automatically jumped out.

Mu Qingcheng peeked at him and saw a somewhat mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, which made her a little nervous and uneasy.

Cheng Yijie took her hand and walked towards the elevator. The elevator is exclusive to customers, and it is usually used by others, and other guests will avoid it in good interest. Their room is on the third floor, and when they step out of the elevator, the corridor is quiet and elegant, but there are no idlers and other people, and the dim lighting deliberately creates a hazy and ambiguous atmosphere, and even if they meet people head-on, they can't see each other's faces clearly.

A small light is lit on the door of the booked room for easy identification. Cheng Yijie opened the door with a room card, and the two entered the room, which was pitch black. Cheng Yijie closed the door and clapped his hands together, Mu Qingcheng was immediately stunned, and the light reflected a room of bright red. With another high-five, the light changed to a wonderful green. The lighting in the room is all based on a pair of hands, and different halos disperse into different emotions.

Mu Qingcheng still liked the bright red color at the beginning, and felt that it was the best match for the interior layout, so Cheng Yijie turned the lights back. "Red really suits this room." He smiled lightly, "Ancient drunken flower buildings and the like, the characteristic is that the lights are bright and green, and you are very discerning." ”

"Drunken Flower Building?" Mu Qingcheng was stunned and reacted. The mysterious smile on his face just now was due to the fact that the room she had chosen was arranged according to the atmosphere of the ancient building. Looking around the room, the carved sandalwood bed, desk, piano table, red gauze bed curtain, dresser, reclining chair, bench, painting hanging on the wall, etc., are full of the unique delicacy and delicacy of Jiangnan women.

However, she still didn't see the real doorway, and it wasn't until Cheng Yijie introduced to her that the reclining chair and bench had special functions, and the carved bed could vibrate and rotate, that she suddenly realized. If you look closely at the paintings on the wall, it is also a faint and embarrassing picture.

"How do you know so well, have you ever been here?" Under the reflection of the light, Mu Qingcheng's face was like a red glow, and his delicate demeanor made Cheng Yijie's heart ripple.

"I haven't been here, but I did my homework online." He suddenly hugged Mu Qingcheng by the waist.

"What are you doing!" Mu Qingcheng exclaimed.

"Go shower and change." Cheng Yijie carried her into the bathroom. There was a large wooden barrel in the bathroom, and he pressed a button on the wall, and immediately warm water bubbled into the barrel.

He let her go, dragged her through, and lowered his head to her lips, so hot and violent, her heart was beating and she was dizzy, and her breath was also robbed by him, and she could only follow his rhythm and breathe. In a daze, all the clothes on his body had been removed by him, and suddenly his delicate body took off into the air and was thrown into the barrel by him.

She choked on the splash, wiped the droplets from her face in exasperation, and looked up to see that he was shedding the last veil of fabric between her legs. She let out a scream and covered her eyes with her hands.

"Scared?" Cheng Yijie stepped into the bucket, Mu Qingcheng fell into his arms before he could dodge, the touch of the skin, the scorching temperature, she was tense from fear and shyness, and trembled uncontrollably. What's worse is that his jaw pressed against her shoulder socket, and his deep voice carried a deadly seduction, "You should be proud." ”

"You...... Shameless! Mu Qingcheng's voice trembled violently, she was really frightened, although on the way to the room, she had repeatedly made psychological construction, but when it came to the end, she still retreated. Only that brief glance can already fully feel his extraordinary.

Cheng Yijie pulled her trembling body and kissed her again. The lights in the bathroom are also bright red, and the two of them are in the mist-filled wooden barrel, as if they are in the poetic and picturesque of "peach blossoms on human faces reflecting red". He caressed her, lips and tongues. His kiss seemed magical, and she gradually relaxed, intoxicated. She is still shy, but at the bottom of this shyness, there is a certain sweetness and tenderness brewing in her heart.

"Bang-" A muffled sound came from next door, startling the two of them.

Cheng Yijie suddenly came to his senses, he was almost swallowed by the soaring desire, and he was just one step away from asking for her in this wooden barrel. Thankfully, the muffled sound shook him back to his senses. He could only use jokes to hide his inner desires and struggles: "It seems that the next door is having a good time, should we go out and have some excitement too?" ”

"Neither!" Mu Qingcheng also came to her senses, her face was red, her eyes were drunk, and her eyes were shining in the light.

"Really?" Cheng Yijie's voice was hoarse.

"It's really ......" Mu Qingcheng's heart was confused, and his back was close to the wall of the barrel. Opposite him naked like this, she wanted to escape, but she was a little reluctant, all kinds of complex emotions were blowing on her like a wild hurricane, she felt that she was about to suffocate, and her heart was beating non-stop.

Cheng Yijie took a deep breath and stood up. "If it's so reluctant, I'm not reluctant."

Mu Qingcheng watched him step out of the barrel, his back muscles were sexy and beautiful, as well as tight buttocks, slender and strong legs. His good figure is unforgettable, it is simply a walking hormone. She turned her face away and put her hand on her beating heart.

Cheng Yijie walked to the sink, picked up the neatly stacked bath towels on the shelf, dried his body directly in front of Mu Qingcheng, and then put on his nightgown. The so-called nightgown is a layer of tulle, as thin as cicada wings, worn on the body, but it adds a hazy beauty, and the private parts of the body are still visible.

Cheng Yijie's men's dressing gown is white gauze, and there is another red gauze nightgown that belongs to Mu Qingcheng. He glanced at the red veil and turned around. "I'm hungry, I'll go out and call for supper."

Mu Qingcheng's eyes were lowered, not daring to look at him. Cheng Yijie slightly hooked the corners of his lips and walked out.

After Mu Qingcheng waited for his figure to disappear, he quickly got out of the bathtub, dried himself, and put on his nightgown. She tied the ribbon around her waist and looked at her curvy carcass in the mirror. This hotel really puts sensuality and seduction into every detail, and it is also brought out to the extreme.

She walked out of the bathroom very helplessly, she looked like this, it was strange that Cheng Yijie could resist it, but what he said just now was not reluctant, would he be able to speak?

Cheng Yijie sat at the carved table by the window, the window was ajar, and a curved stone arch bridge lay on the sparkling lake outside the window, embellished with lights, like a crescent moon embedded in the lake. When the rain falls, the surface of the lake ripples, and the neon lights on the shore cast in it, and the colorful water waves ripple and float. He tilted his head sideways to look out the window at the hazy and gorgeous scenery, while elegantly sipping a cup of Longjing. It was already late autumn, and the cold wind blew into the room, and Mu Qingcheng shivered violently. "It's cold!" Her voice trembled slightly.

"I'm sorry." Cheng Yijie immediately closed the window.

His gaze drifted over and stopped at Mu Qingcheng.

Mu Qingcheng met his gaze helplessly, no matter how she blocked it, she couldn't stop the endless beauty in the red veil.

Cheng Yijie pointed to the piano table in front of him with his hand, and a guqin was placed on it. "Little orange, go over, play and sing a little song for the uncle."

Mu Qingcheng didn't think about it, and rushed out: "You really treat yourself as a prostitute." ”

As soon as the words came out, she regretted that she wanted to slap her mouth, if he was a prostitute, then what would become of her.

Cheng Yijie raised an eyebrow. "If I treat myself as a prostitute, I won't have time to listen to you play the piano, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, and it can't be wasted."

Mu Qingcheng bit his lip and walked towards the guqin. Cheng Yijie's eyes followed her, although the red gauze was too vulgar, but her steps were light and elegant, and her noble temperament was naturally revealed between a raise of a hand and a throw. She sat down, at first she seemed cramped and restrained, but as she stroked the piano with her bare hands, as soon as the simple and distant sound of the piano sounded, she immersed herself in the faint and distant world.

"The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, and the vast sea of clouds. The long wind is tens of thousands of miles, blowing the Yumen Pass ......" she sang "Guan Shanyue" with low eyebrows, her crisp voice was like a heavenly sound, and the poems were accompanied by an elegant guqin melody, which was eloquent.