[Extra change owed to the little lord of "Liyue"]

Wan Wan suddenly became nervous, and she stammered a little when she spoke, "I, I've always been, I've always been on the hook." ”

Feng Qingcheng didn't seem to expect her to answer like this, and she was slightly stunned, and the smile in her eyes became even stronger.

Wan Wan closed her eyes, just wanting to slap her uncompetitive mouth a few times. Why are you still stuttering? She lowered her head slightly and took a deep breath carefully. But because the cramped space formed by the wall and his body was full of his breath, he became more and more nervous.

The courtyard of the room was silent, except for the faint sound of the wind shaking bamboo leaves from the window.

When IQ shouldn't be online, it just went online.

At such a time, Wanwan's thinking actually continued to operate. She opened her eyes, looked up at him and said, "You're telling me to pounce on you?" Then why don't you pounce...... Knock me down? ”

A sentence is full of confidence at the beginning, but the last few words are inaudible. She looked away from his face, tilting her head sideways around the room. After a few floats, I couldn't help but float back to him. secretly speculated in her heart: Could it be that her family is so good?

Feng Qingcheng didn't avoid this question, he looked at her and said slowly: "Because if one day you remember the past, I can still use you to pounce first as a reason to ask you to be responsible for me to the end." ”

Wan Wan blinked. Even if this time and space are distorted, no man asks a woman to be responsible. So her family Hengzhi is good at that.

Wan Wan unconsciously gnawed on her fingers. She has no experience with that kind of taste. It's hard to be a good student.

But if he liked it, she could try it hard.

The decision was made in an instant. Wan Wan raised her eyes to look at him, stretched out her hand very decisively, pushed him half-turned, and in the blink of an eye, she threw him down on the beauty couch.

Wan Wan lay on Feng Qingcheng's body, but she looked at each other for a long time.

Wan Wan blinked, blinked, and thought: What to do then? Why did all the wealth of knowledge in her head run away from home?

Feng Qingcheng was a little confused. How could he have thought that he really wanted her to take the initiative, but those words were just **. He was just about to kiss her when she fell down brutally. After a short moment of confusion, he thought: Although it is a little strange to be knocked down, since she likes it, it is okay.

So when Wan Wan was thinking about what to do next, Feng Qingcheng actually waited for a long time.

It wasn't until he sensed that something was wrong and laughed low that Wan Wan finally reacted - she should close the window first!

She sat up and leaned over to close the window.

The light dimmed instantly. The celadon incense burner with white jade entwined branches on the desk is burning with a furnace of Qingyuan incense with osmanthus flowers. It is suitable for calligraphy, painting, chess, and chess, because of the addition of more osmanthus flowers, the smell will be sweet and warm.

The curling smoke swirled in the warm dim light.

Wan Wan was stunned for a moment again, but this time she quickly thought of what to do next.

Of course it's - let's get a good idea first.

Feng Qingcheng was very good-natured and groped by her, but the bright look in her eyes was burned inch by inch.

He reached over and pulled her down, his other pressing to the back of her neck. His lips were slightly cold, but his breath was burning. That inch of coolness disappeared between the tossing and turning of her lips and tongue, and the clarity in Wanwan's mind was also burned by the scorching heat at the same time.

The rain seems to be heavier, dripping. Occasionally, the rain curtain slanted by the wind blew a slight dampness on the window.

The fine rain washes the bamboo leaves and branches clean, and the rainwater drips from the narrow leaves. As the rain intensified, the dense bamboo forest could no longer hide the rain, and the ground gradually became wet.

The coolness was kept out, and the temperature in the room kept rising.

His kiss consisted of her lips, eyes, eyebrows, forehead, cheeks, ears, neck, collarbones...... The road winds and winds.

Wanwan's hands and feet were all driven by the numb trembling, and they were as soft as a cloud. The knots of the straps were unfurled, and the long, slender fingers with clear joints swept through the knots, and the fingertips swept a little of the skin under the shirt, and then they applied the slippery satin touch little by little.

His fingertips were slightly calloused, his palms were warm and soft, but the red blood jade wrench on his thumb was slightly cool and hard. This strange touch gently extended upwards along her waist, provoking a wonderful stimulus.

The shirt slipped towards the other. Wan Wan is not used to sleeping in clothes such as belly pockets and bandeau breasts. The shirt slipped away, and the coolness suddenly rushed over.

The chill sobered her up slightly, and she realized that she and he had reversed their positions at some point.

The current situation was embarrassing for her, but she would not lose at any time. Subconsciously pulled his sleeve to cover the coolness on his chest, raised his eyes and asked him, "Didn't you say okay, I'll pounce on you?" ”

As soon as the words came out, Wan Wan realized that her voice had also become soft, as if it did not belong to her.

Feng Qingcheng looked at her, chuckled after a moment, and said, "Okay, you come and pounce on me." ”

There was no wind in the quiet room, and thin white smoke from the incense burner curled straight up. The refreshing taste of borneol and herbs gradually fell silent, and the sweetness of osmanthus and the aroma of Shen and sandalwood blended into a warm smell.

The room was silent for a long time. Wan Wan's soft voice rang out again.

"That...... It's better for you to come. ”

Feng Qingcheng didn't laugh at her again, but kissed her eyes gently, and then got up and picked her up.

Outside the window, the autumn rain is falling, and a dense and oblique weave a dense mist, enveloping everything in the world.

Wan Wan's body was gently placed on the bed. But she grabbed him by the neck and refused to let go. He took her hand and kissed her tenderly. His kiss grew hot, and his breathing grew heavier.

Her clothes that had just been pulled off were suddenly torn off, and her bare back felt the softness and coolness of the quilt at the same time.

Gray clouds gathered in the sky. The wind blew, and the heavy rain curtain was only slightly tilted. In the distance, those golden leaves fell down with the wind and rain. The green bamboos around swayed with the wind in the sound of Xiao Xiao's rain.

The autumn outside the house is cool, and the inside of the house is heavy with brocade tents and warm fragrance.

The sound of wind and rain seemed to be far away from time and space, distant and hazy. At the moment, there is only him in her world, and there is only one her in his world. Between skin to skin, trance can hear each other's heartbeats.

His movements suddenly became gentle again.

A lingering kiss landed on her lips. Little by little, the unfamiliar touch invaded her, slowly but surely. The pain made her tense body instantly, and then the pain was burned out by the scorching lingering wisps.

The untethered window was blown open by the wind, and the damp wind poured in with the smell of rain, stroking the heavy brocade tent and removing the light fragrance.

The rain really started to rain, and cool water lines poured down from the green roof tiles, hitting the stone bricks, and the water splashed in an instant.

The autumn wind and rain swept the world, but there was no half of the gloom. The rain curtain washes out the thick coolness of autumn colors, which teaches people to indulge in intoxication.