Suddenly, Gu Qingcheng was hooked by those arms and fell, and his hard chest instantly smashed into a soft thing.

The touch made him stunned at first, but when he reacted, the back of his ears quietly reddened, and even his whole body became a little stiff.

Dill didn't let go of her hooked arm, and her cherry lips were close to his ear, and she whispered in his ear, "You hurt me." ”

The soft and coquettish voice made Gu Qingcheng's originally stiff body stiffer and stiffer, and he lay motionless, his brain was almost blank, but the red behind his ears had already climbed up his cheeks.

Dill looked at the handsome face that was close at hand, and the dark and deep eyes of the past lost their focus and became ethereal and empty. His face was flushed, and he was visibly embarrassed and shy.

Distress? Shyness? Dill suddenly began to tease him, and her little face took the initiative to close to his face, and her small cherry red lips slowly pressed against the two thin lip flaps.

As a result, the little consciousness that Gu Tingcheng had just recovered collapsed again, and his brain was full of the soft touch of his lips close to each other, and his eyes were full of her slightly flickering eyes.

The softness under the chest became clearer and clearer, and even trembled slightly with his fierce heartbeat, and each stroke was a gentle and beautiful fit.

Although his brain lost consciousness, his body spontaneously guided his hands to touch the soft and delicate body under him.

His palms caressed the curves of her body little by little, from the delicate neck to the white chest, to the soft abdomen and slender waist, as well as the tender and slender legs

A pair of hands wandered wantonly, like a pianist playing a piece, his slender ten fingers fluttering on the flexible and light keys, and his hands jumped on her body without a teacher, light or heavy, rapid or slow, leaving a string of ambiguous, ambiguous red marks and clusters of small flames hidden under the skin.

The movements of his hands were carried out uncontrollably, and the movements on his lips began to change, no longer satisfied with the touch of his lips close to each other, his lips and tongue began to move, meandering, tentatively invading, little by little, priing open the defense of the white barrier, taking advantage of the opening of the city gate to drive long, straight, enter, winding around an equally wet and soft flexible dance.

"Knock Knock"

"Chairman, may I come in?"

The crisp knock on the door and the clear voice suddenly recalled Gu Qingcheng's consciousness, his gaze gradually became focused, and his eyes were little by little. Then he saw a patch of naked, exposed white and delicate skin, with mottled red marks on the skin, like a delicate flower irrigated by rain, revealing the beauty washed away after the wind and rain.

The soft touch of his fingertips reminded him of what he had just done, Gu Qingcheng took a deep breath, and when he raised his head again, his eyes had become clear. He gently pulled up her clothes, carefully buttoned her one by one, and then imprinted a kiss deeply on her forehead, and slowly got up.

Dill's eyes were filled with hazy moisture, her fair face was slightly red, her hair was a little messy, and her whole person looked weak and weak.

Gu Qingcheng carefully helped her up, his eyes were a little evasive, and he didn't seem to dare to make direct contact with her clear eyes.