The night was wonderful.

This seaside night seems a little quiet. However, it is suitable for Su Yingmei's state of mind. Just like Lu Haotian at this time, he also likes Su Yingmei and the tranquility of the seaside.

After so many years of hard work in the shopping mall, Lu Haotian has never lacked noise. There is no lack of applause, however, when he returns to his true self, he finds that his flashy heart lacks a feeling that can make him calm and calm.

What a precious woman, Lu Haotian doesn't want to study anymore, what the hell is she like before. Whether, really a liar, whether, is there really anything between that Ning Qilan. Lu Haotian just felt that at this moment, this woman brought a peaceful breath to himself. Let your heart be comfortable and satisfied. This...... Maybe it's a state of life. After pursuing it for so long, it is so easy to get it at this time.

After dinner, Lu Haotian asked the servants to bring soft cushions and spread them on top of the soft carpet. He also brought a wine table, and re-served the wine that he had not drunk very much.

Lu Haotian leaned on the cushion on the ground so freely, holding a goblet in his hand, with a bewitching demeanor of a man. For a moment, Su Yingmei was stunned.

Maybe maybe a little alcohol was at work, or maybe it was a night and the atmosphere was just too good. Or, Su Yingmei also has her own crazy side, suddenly, she even wants to indulge once. Act according to your own feelings presumptuously, and don't think about the consequences.

"What are you reading in the afternoon?"

Lu Haotian leaned over, his face facing the big vine chair that Su Yingmei was sitting on.

"Look at this...... Your maid, I went up to you and found it. ”

Su Yingmei held up the book in her hand. Lu Haotian looked at it, and it was a collection of poems that he liked very much many years ago. Many years ago, it should have been after meeting Su Yingmei five years ago. However, Lu Haotian, a pure businessman, would pick up a book of poems in a bookstore, just to be attracted by some of the sentences, and he liked the whole article. Then, like it like crazy for a long time.

"Do you like the poems in this?"

It seems to bring back old memories, wonderful poems, wonderful thoughts, and those wonderful memories related to Su Yingmei.

"Well, I like it, it's beautiful."

Su Yingmei replied quietly, on her pink face, she didn't smile, but she also looked very charming. Perhaps, she is really a little drunk.

"Choose what you like and read it to me?"

Lu Haotian raised his head and asked softly.

"Hmm. I love Cangyang Gyatso's "That January, That Year, That Life". Do you want to hear it? ”

Su Yingmei leaned closer to Lu Haotian's head. She was originally in a high place, and Lu Haotian was in a high place. However, when he stretched out his head from such a low place, it seemed so ambiguous. Even with the name of that poem, the whole atmosphere is even more ambiguous!

"I like it too!"

Lu Haotian was not drunk, but just admired the flush on Su Yingmei's cheeks and said softly. At the same time, he also cooperated very well to meet his head, making the two heads closer together.

"Well, I'll read it to you......"

A smile spread out on Su Yingmei's face. Suddenly, she came to her senses, and she forgot the fatigue in her body, because of a little alcohol, her feet were a little erratic. Stepping on the soft carpet is like being in the clouds.

Yes, the feeling of walking in the clouds is what Su Yingmei feels now. Everything around is so unreal, but yet, I am very happy with this scenery, including this slightly ambiguous, spring-like atmosphere. Perhaps, it has been too long since I loved, or perhaps, I have never really indulged myself to love. She is such an emotional woman, but she has always used rational thinking and is strict with herself.

In an instant, with the paralysis of this bit of alcohol, Su Yingmei began to transform into the sensual self that had been locked by her own reason all along.

She threw off her shoes, went barefoot, and stepped down. The feeling of stepping on the soft carpet is really very comfortable.

In Su Yingmei's hand, she picked up the book of poems, which was already a little old, and began to recite it for Lu Haotian.

"At that moment, I raised the wind horse, not to pray for blessings, but to wait for your arrival. On that day, the mani pile was erected, not for the cultivation of virtue, but for the purpose of throwing stones from the heart lake. That month, I shook all the prayer cylinders, not for excess, but to touch your fingertips. That year, kowtow on the mountain road, not for the audience, but for your warmth. In this life, I turn the mountain, not for reincarnation, but to meet you on the way. ”

……

Su Yingmei said excitedly as she walked around the room. Her tone, with Zen tones, little by little, tells the infatuation and reading in the poem so vividly. However, Lu Haotian's eyes were locked on Su Yingmei's body, following her step by step, turning around the room.

It's like, everything is as beautiful as poetry......

Lu Hao Tian'an looked at Su Yingmei quietly and listened to her continue to read......

However, at this time, Su Yingmei had already lowered her hand, but her mouth did not stop, Lu Haotian was in a trance for a moment, and Su Yingmei had already recited: "That night, I listened to Sanskrit singing all night, not for enlightenment, but for a trace of your breath." That month, I turned all the prayer cylinders, not for excess, but to touch your fingerprints. That year, I kowtowed and hugged the dust, not for the Buddha, but for your warmth. In that life, I climbed 100,000 mountains, not to cultivate the next life, but to meet you on the road. At that moment, I flew into an immortal, not for immortality, but for your peace and joy. ”

Su Yingmei's every move always affected Lu Haotian's expression.

I flew into an immortal, not for immortality, but for your peace and joy. It deeply touched Lu Haotian's heart, however, just when the two of them lost their minds in this wonderful verse. Lu Haotian didn't notice that his long legs stretched on the cushion actually tripped Su Yingmei, who was drinking and wandering.

The body was unstable, and Su Yingmei went straight to the earth.

"Ah......h

Su Yingmei's center of gravity was unstable, and she screamed in a panic. However, when he thought he was going to kiss the earth intimately, he fell softly into Lu Haotian's chest.

Her face was so tightly pressed against Lu Haotian's chest. Lu Haotian, who was originally only wearing thin clothes, at this time, when he came into contact with Su Yingmei like this, he was suddenly stimulated by the softness of Su Yingmei's body, which severely stimulated the secretion of men's hormones.

However, it was so close that Su Yingmei could hear the sound of Lu Haotian's heartbeat clearly.

When Su Yingmei raised her head again, she was facing Lu Haotian's burning eyes. was stunned for a moment, and the warm lips had already been attached to Su Yingmei's forehead.

Struggling slightly, but in my ears, there was a soft breath flowing. The warm voice said softly: "Don't move, I want you, I want your body, and I want your heart." Let me taste if your body is as cold as your expression. ”

Lu Haotian's charming voice was like the call of hell. Although it comes from hell, there is still an irresistible attraction.

Su Yingmei no longer struggled, and the air flow in her ears blew away all the hard camouflage on her heart and body. At this time, she seemed to be unable to support her tired but excited body. Her body, all her strength, fell softly on Lu Haotian's body. She glanced at the man in front of her with a sense of elegance in fascination, slightly, closed her eyes, and let Lu Haotian's big hand lift her chin. Then let that agile tongue occupy her mouth and suck the breath in her mouth.

Sometimes gentle, but accompanied by an inexplicable domineering kiss, little by little, it evokes the sleeping fiery seeds in Su Yingmei's body. Gradually, she unconsciously catered to Lu Haotian's kiss.

Outside the Marina Villa, the sea breeze gusted, blowing off the autumn leaves of one tree after another outside the villa. Flying and dancing, colorful and falling. The autumn yellow leaves, swept up by the wind, dance in the air. Like a strange flower that blooms overnight, it transforms into a beautiful wonder. Outside, winter is gradually falling, and the coolness erodes the bones.

Inside the house, spring is in full swing, rippling between Su Yingmei and Lu Haotian. The fiery and fierce deep kiss gradually turned into an even more frantic request. At that time, Su Yingmei, who was hugged to bed by Lu Haotian, had already been hung up repeatedly. The red fruit on the bed, the fragrant scene, accompanied by the squeaky sound, embarrassed the few people at the door.

Hua Qian slapped Meng Yu on the head, signaling him to retreat. However, Meng Yu not only didn't listen to Hua Qian, but pressed his ears closer to the door. Until the end, Hua Qian used that fierce look to force back a few young maids. Above the door, only Meng Yu remained. Hua Qian wiped Meng Yu's mouth again before forcibly dragging him away.

Inside the room, Su Yingmei forgot who she was. She and Lu Haotian indulged their love and fiery indulging their passion, clinging to their bodies and exploring deeply, it seemed that they could not satisfy the two of them wanting to get closer.

The battlefield, all the way from the bed, to the bed, to the sofa, on the ground, and the big rattan chair where Su Yingmei was sitting.

The whole thing was tossed for most of the night, and in the end, until Su Yingmei no longer had any strength. Only then did he curl up to Lu Haotian's side and fell asleep deeply. Tired, tired, all came at her, and she forgot everything. I had a gorgeous and wonderful dream, in which she faced the sea and the spring flowers were blooming. Guarding all the people you love in your life, quietly, indifferently smiling.

However, at this time, Lu Haotian, who was also so tired that he couldn't help himself, still hugged Su Yingmei's delicate ~ body tightly. As if, I was afraid of losing Su Yingmei. This night, lingering and enthusiastic. This night, the autumn wind and the leaves, winter, is also quietly coming.

This is the coldest winter in City B for many years. Many years later, when Su Yingmei recalled this, she could still clearly feel the biting chill of this winter!