Ah Ping probably saw that I was ignoring him, and while I was still thinking nonsense, he sat up by himself, his hair scattered over his shoulders, and in a very irritated way, he went to pull the placket again, so that his chest was more exposed.

Realizing his next move, I instinctively stopped: "Don't! But he ignored me, and took off his middle coat by himself, so it was really spring.

The white clothes covered my head, blocking my dull vision, and the slight sweat and moisture rubbed together with the refreshing breath I had smelled before, which inexplicably made me restless. When I pulled off the clothes covering my head, Ah Ping actually came up to me, and I couldn't use the breath on him, but the breath sprayed on my face, and my mind only thought of this word.

Unconsciously reaching out and pushing, the slippery feeling under my hand made me feel like an electric shock, only slightly pushing him away from the distance, but my eyes were not only on his face, but also the spring light below his neck could not be controlled.

The candlelight outside the tent swayed, the tent was ambiguously warm, the alternating breathing and thunderous heartbeat seemed to compose music, but he came closer after being pushed away by me, and whispered in my ear, "It's still hot." ”

I'm also hot......

The man next to me was transmitting the temperature like a stove, especially at the moment when his exhalation felt hot in my ears. Gritting my teeth, I turned my face sideways and tried to push him away again, but the dark light in the dark pupils was so red, and the big beads of sweat on his forehead were rolling down, sliding down his cheeks to his neck, and then from his neck to his collarbone, chest line, and abdomen......

A drop of sweat rolled down my forehead.

In the dry mouth, I vaguely felt that something was wrong: "What's wrong with you?" ”

He licked his lower lip and replied, "Thirsty." I stared at his red lips and replied unconsciously, "Then I'll go pour you water." After a pause, he was about to get up but suddenly his waist was circled, and his whole body was pasted up, and his breath was heavy.

I just described him as a stove wrong, this is clearly a stove, the hot chest seems to be thin but completely wraps my shoulders and back, I instinctively want to refuse, but my hand is soft and weak, and my fingertips touch his skin more numb.

There is nowhere to put the eyes in a panic, and when the wine pot falls on the table, his heart suddenly moves, and before Xi Po has shouted for me to kneel down to my mother-in-law to make tea, but there is no tea in this room at all, only such a pot of osmanthus wine.

Looking back at Ah Ping, who was hugging me a little out of control, except for the heavier breathing, the infrared from his face to the root of his ears, his black eyes were flowing in the autumn waves, blurry and warm. I vaguely understand that the wine on the table on the candle night in the cave room is called Dragon and Phoenix Wine, but there is also an alias called Hehuan Wine. The stupid Ah Ping probably didn't understand the boudoir, so Widow Liu put that kind of medicine in the wine, no wonder he kept shouting about the heat, and so did I.

Ah Ping has a man's instinct even if he is stupid, and suddenly he overwhelms me.

I didn't dare to look at the dark eyes when the hot palm touched my face, the silence in them had been replaced by a flickering ghostly light, and I could clearly discern what it meant, but I felt my fingertips run over my ears and down my neck a little, causing a slight tremble, and my clothes were gradually faded......

The soft lips fell, Ah Ping's movements became urgent, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and when the pain under his body came, an indescribable feeling crossed his heart, like sour and bitter, as well as uncontrollable agitation, and his heart was full of emotions.

Sleepless nights.