Su Shengsheng felt a suffocating frenzy.

Luo Yuting pushed her against the wall of the dining room, grabbed her slender shoulders, and rubbed the bridge of her nose against her face at different angles, breathing quickly and deeply.

The tip of his tongue pressed against her sensitive palate, licking softly, slowly crushing, making her involuntarily let out a whimper similar to begging for mercy.

She was defeated and retreated, from the initial resistance to letting him conquer the city, without the slightest power to parry

He sucked her tongue and took it in his mouth, teasing and grinding it in every possible way, and gulped down the liquid in her mouth.

Her arms trembled, clinging to his shoulders, and a strand of brilliant silver hung from her lips, which was about to fall.

In a trance, she opened her eyes, his handsome face was close at hand, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and a fascinated expression, between them, nothing seemed to have changed.

"Yu Ting—" She couldn't help but whisper.

Luo Yuting bit her lip heavily, her eyebrows frowned in pain, and she leaned up to lick her lips, softly and cherished.

His palm slid to her sunken waistline and slammed it down, pressing it close to her again.

Su Shengsheng keenly felt the changes in his body, so hot and hard, he was trapped in her softness, ready to go.

Her body was scalded and softened, clinging to him like a vine, like a drowning man grasping driftwood.

Luo Yuting's breathing became heavy, and he stepped back a little, and suddenly hugged her horizontally.

The clothes were all gone, and the slightly cool skin and the soft and smooth mattress touched, which made Su Shengsheng feel a little sober.

She should leave, and she should no longer be bewitched by him and concealed by him.

She propped herself up slightly, and in the darkness, he had pressed down, and the burning breath was in her ears.

"Shengsheng," he called to her softly, "don't go." ”

Then, he eagerly ran through her body, galloping quickly and slowly on her.

Su Shengsheng tightened the sheets, maintained the last trace of clarity, and pleaded in a low voice: "Stop, okay?" ”

His answer was to punch and stab harder, and there was a burst of heat in his lower abdomen, but tears slipped down silently.

This night, he asked her many times, changing various positions, in bed, in the bathroom, and even by the window.

It wasn't until she was exhausted, couldn't squeeze out half of her strength, and collapsed in his arms, that he was finally willing to let her go.

She thought she would lose sleep, but in fact, she listened to the sound of Luo Yuting's bathing water, and soon entered the dark sweet country.

The next day, when Su Shengsheng got up, his whole body ached unexpectedly.

She mustered herself up, washed up, and saw the omelette and bread on the table.

Luo Yuting sat at the table refreshed, reading an English document.

She didn't say hello to him, sat down and hurried breakfast, picked up her luggage and prepared to go out.

"The box is down." He said lightly behind her.

Su Shengsheng ignored him, still pulling the box and walking straight out.

It was she who was too naïve, and she had fantasized about the beautiful cohabitation life between them.

"You forgot?" She stopped and didn't look back, "I'm about to get engaged to Qiao Yunfeng and live here?" Inappropriate. ”

Luo Yuting's eyes narrowed slightly, and he walked towards her, but before he reached the door, his mobile phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, then at Su Shengsheng, and still picked it up, with a rare solemn expression.

From beginning to end, he hung up without saying a word.

"Dad has an accident, we have to go to the hospital."

Luo Yuting's injury has not healed yet, and the car was driven by Su Shengsheng.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and they walked in silence all the way.