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Schumann didn't expect Jiang Yan to rush in suddenly. Unexpectedly, after Jiang Yan rushed in, he stumbled directly on his leg across the door, and then, without accident, fell heavily towards her.

"Hmm-"

Schumann couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, his back hurt, and his body hurt even more, even if Jiang Yan was thin, he was a man of more than 100 pounds. More than 100 catties smashed on himself in an instant, how sour it felt.

The most important thing is that when Jiang Yan fell, it was just right, impartial, and her forehead smashed on her head. Although it was pitch black, Schumann still had the illusion of Venus orbiting.

Simply so!

Schumann's head was buzzing, and he had no time to think, and he forgot even more, letting the man who was so pressed on him dodge.

In the darkness, no one spoke for a long time, only the sound of breathing that became heavier and more obvious, one after another, intertwined.

Schumann's sanity gradually recovered, only to feel that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and it took a long time to make it clear that it was because of a person pressing on his chest.

Schumann involuntarily moved, but he clearly felt the stiffness of the person pressing on him.

"Don't move!"

Before Schumann could open his mouth to let Jiang Yan get up, Jiang Yan's voice had already sounded slowly in the darkness.

It's just that the two short words, but dull like sandpaper, coarse and magnetic, scraped on Schumann's eardrums, skin, instantly, with a shudder.

Schumann was stunned for a moment, and then felt a feeling of resistance between his legs getting harder and harder......

Her cheeks were so hot that Schumann remembered that she was still taking a shower before the power went out, and now, naked!

On the contrary, Jiang Yan was lying on top of her, motionless.

Schumann didn't dare to move, she could clearly feel the more and more obvious changes in Jiang Yan's body somewhere, as well as his heavier and more suppressed breathing.

In this way, opposite each other, Schumann's mind went blank.

Fortunately, Jiang Yan just maintained the original posture when he fell, and did not make the next move.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

The temperature in the bathroom seems to be rising unconsciously, and there is a smell called ambiguity floating in the air.

Finally, Schumann realized that even if nothing happened at the moment, if he continued to let it go, something would definitely happen, so he simply gritted his teeth, deliberately ignored a certain feeling in his body that was also steaming, and whispered:

"You...... Do you want...... Get up first? ”

Schumann asked in a whisper, but in exchange for a resolute denial:

"Don't!"

Schumann: What did he say ......? ：

As if hearing Schumann's voice in his heart, Jiang Yan spoke again and repeated the two words word by word:

"Don't!"

Jiang Yan's voice carried a strong sense of danger and domineering, and when Schumann heard this, a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

However, in the next second, Jiang Yan didn't give her a chance to speak again, and directly lowered her head and firmly sealed her lips.

The kiss, falling in an instant, overwhelming, irrepressible.

Schumann's brain buzzed, but she did not lose all her senses, feeling Jiang Yan's danger, she instinctively stretched out her arms against Jiang Yan's solid chest, wanting to push him away, but unexpectedly, the tentacles were hot enough to burn people. And Jiang Yan's body is like a mountain boulder, not moving at all.

Jiang Yan kissed very hard and hard, and Schumann soon felt that her lips were numb and painful from being sucked, but her body was firmly pressed by Jiang Yan, and she couldn't move at all.

Perhaps feeling Schumann's resistance, Jiang Yan frowned a little unhappily, and in the dark, Schumann opened a pair of eyes wide, and he couldn't see Jiang Yan's expression clearly. But he could clearly feel that Jiang Yan's teeth bit his lips.

Schumann was in pain, and involuntarily opened his mouth to exclaim, but Jiang Yan took advantage of the situation and continued to attack the city.

His agitation was like a long dragon breaking bamboo, with an irrefutable momentum, and soon stirred Schumann into a mess of spring water.

At this moment, both hands have been raised above Jiang Yan's head with only one hand, imprisoned on the ground. The other hand, not to be outdone, began to wander restlessly on her body.

Schumann's body was still wet and wet, and Jiang Yan's slightly calloused fingertips were like tinder everywhere he passed, which could easily bring up a prairie fire.

Reason was finally swallowed up and disappeared little by little, and in the end, only weak resistance remained.

Feeling that Schumann was no longer resistant, he gradually became docile, and Jiang Yan's movements began to slow down little by little at any time.

He clearly knew that the beast he longed for in his heart had broken through the cage and could no longer be recovered.

During this time, he looked at Schumann, but he restrained himself all the time.

Only he knows what kind of torture and pain it is to face the person he loves and wants to hug her into his arms and rub her into his body all the time, but he still has to cough and cough all the time.

Tonight, this sudden power outage is like a child who has been longing for candy for a long time, and finally was given a lychee-flavored fruit candy, how could he let it go!

Jiang Yan's kiss became softer and softer, as devout as a believer, and the tip of his tongue was on Schumann's lips, outlining and depicting a beautiful shape.

The delicate and moist touch on his hand, like a catalyst, made his body tense up more and more, and Jiang Yan knew that the beast was ready to attack, like a string on a sword.

However, the last shred of sanity remains.

Pulling away from his lips, Jiang Yan gently pressed his forehead against Schumann's forehead, and asked softly in a voice that had already begun to be hoarse:

"Don't be afraid, it's me!"

One sentence, four words, made Schumann's heart like a lightning strike, and the memories of his seventeen-year-old years were like a tide, striking instantly.

……

The sweltering heat of summer will not be relieved in the slightest because of the arrival of night.

Schumann lived in his room on the second floor of the house, and the window was always open, firstly because of the heat, and secondly, because there was a demon from there who often came in to find her.

The moon hangs high and the stars hang high.

Schumann was a little tired today, so he lay in bed and soon fell asleep.

In a daze, he seemed to feel that someone was close to him, but although the embrace was also hot and stuffy, it was not boring. The breath, though heavy and burning, was unusually familiar.

In a daze, Schumann seemed to feel a big hand, groping and jerky, roaming his body.

Schumann woke up suddenly, only to find that Jiang Yan's eyes were extremely bright in the dark.

His face was tense, his body was very stiff, and when he saw Schumann wake up, he did not feel the slightest guilt and retreat, but said to her in a deep voice:

"Don't be afraid, it's me!"

On the night of the seventeenth year, in the sultry summer, the boy who climbed through the window and the frightened girl merged into the night.

And at this moment, Jiang Yan said the same words to her with the same voice and the same tone.

Schumann's heart suddenly felt an indescribable feeling.

She lay in place, stunned, motionless.

Schumann didn't react, of course Jiang Yan could feel it, but at this moment, he couldn't see Schumann's eyes, nor could he see the emotions surging in her eyes.

Sour, gradually floating on the corners of his mouth, in the dark, Jiang Yan seemed to sigh heavily, and then rubbed the tip of Schumann's nose affectionately with the tip of his nose:

"Don't lie here, you're going to catch a cold!"

It's that he's in a hurry, and he shouldn't be at this time, he can't control himself.

He is no longer the fearless teenager he was at seventeen, and she is not the carefree teenager she was at seventeen. The years and time have already sharpened their traces on them.

It's as if they're standing on the edge of the abyss, and if they're not careful, they'll fall to the bottom and be crushed!

There will be a chance!

Schumann is his, was, and has been for the rest of his life!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan couldn't help but want to get up and pull Schumann up from the ground, but his body had just moved, and there was a pair of arms as soft as a water snake on his neck.

Jiang Yan's body stiffened, and those arms were like ropes tied to his heart.

"Schumann, you ......"

Jiang Yan didn't finish his sentence, and suddenly a gentle touch hit his lips.

Schumann didn't give him any words, just a gesture, instead of all.

Jiang Yan's eyes were in the dark, black and bright like obsidian, shining with a faint light, and Schumann's shallow kiss seemed to be like a flame that ignited a detonator, causing an explosion that could not be extinguished for a long time.

Kiss, falling again.

In the bathroom, there is a lot of charm.

……

When Schumann woke up the next morning, the sun was already shining through the window.

The golden sunlight seems to give people a golden halo.

Schumann's eyes were dark and bright, and his eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings. As far as the eye can see, it is Jiang Yan's fair, angular face.

He looked exactly the same as he had been when he was seventeen.

Looking at the man who was at hand at the moment, Schumann suddenly felt an unprecedented satisfaction in his heart.

He's here, actually, all the time!

Schumann involuntarily reached out his hand, wanting to touch the familiar eyebrows, eyes, bridge of nose, and lips...... But before his fingers could touch, Jiang Yan's eyes had slowly opened.

When she woke up alone just now, she didn't feel that at this moment, the two of them woke up together, and those red-faced pictures last night instantly surged together like a flood that burst the embankment, drowning her.

Thinking of the bold kiss when he kept Jiang Yan last night, Schumann's cheeks suddenly flushed a little, but he still pretended to be tough, and pretended to say hello to Jiang Yan calmly:

"Good morning, Mr. Jiang!"

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

Schumann didn't expect Jiang Yan to rush in suddenly. Unexpectedly, after Jiang Yan rushed in, he stumbled directly on his leg across the door, and then, without accident, fell heavily towards her.

"Hmm-"

Schumann couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, his back hurt, and his body hurt even more, even if Jiang Yan was thin, he was a man of more than 100 pounds. More than 100 catties smashed on himself in an instant, how sour it felt.

The most important thing is that when Jiang Yan fell, it was just right, impartial, and her forehead smashed on her head. Although it was pitch black, Schumann still had the illusion of Venus orbiting.

Simply so!

Schumann's head was buzzing, and he had no time to think, and he forgot even more, letting the man who was so pressed on him dodge.

In the darkness, no one spoke for a long time, only the sound of breathing that became heavier and more obvious, one after another, intertwined.

Schumann's sanity gradually recovered, only to feel that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and it took a long time to make it clear that it was because of a person pressing on his chest.

Schumann involuntarily moved, but he clearly felt the stiffness of the person pressing on him.

"Don't move!"

Before Schumann could open his mouth to let Jiang Yan get up, Jiang Yan's voice had already sounded slowly in the darkness.

It's just that the two short words, but dull like sandpaper, coarse and magnetic, scraped on Schumann's eardrums, skin, instantly, with a shudder.

Schumann was stunned for a moment, and then felt a feeling of resistance between his legs getting harder and harder......

Her cheeks were so hot that Schumann remembered that she was still taking a shower before the power went out, and now, naked!

On the contrary, Jiang Yan was lying on top of her, motionless.

Schumann didn't dare to move, she could clearly feel the more and more obvious changes in Jiang Yan's body somewhere, as well as his heavier and more suppressed breathing.

In this way, opposite each other, Schumann's mind went blank.

Fortunately, Jiang Yan just maintained the original posture when he fell, and did not make the next move.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

The temperature in the bathroom seems to be rising unconsciously, and there is a smell called ambiguity floating in the air.

Finally, Schumann realized that even if nothing happened at the moment, if he continued to let it go, something would definitely happen, so he simply gritted his teeth, deliberately ignored a certain feeling in his body that was also steaming, and whispered:

"You...... Do you want...... Get up first? ”

Schumann asked in a whisper, but in exchange for a resolute denial:

"Don't!"

Schumann: What did he say ......? ：

As if hearing Schumann's voice in his heart, Jiang Yan spoke again and repeated the two words word by word:

"Don't!"

Jiang Yan's voice carried a strong sense of danger and domineering, and when Schumann heard this, a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

However, in the next second, Jiang Yan didn't give her a chance to speak again, and directly lowered her head and firmly sealed her lips.

The kiss, falling in an instant, overwhelming, irrepressible.

Schumann's brain buzzed, but she did not lose all her senses, feeling Jiang Yan's danger, she instinctively stretched out her arms against Jiang Yan's solid chest, wanting to push him away, but unexpectedly, the tentacles were hot enough to burn people. And Jiang Yan's body is like a mountain boulder, not moving at all.

Jiang Yan kissed very hard and hard, and Schumann soon felt that her lips were numb and painful from being sucked, but her body was firmly pressed by Jiang Yan, and she couldn't move at all.

Perhaps feeling Schumann's resistance, Jiang Yan frowned a little unhappily, and in the dark, Schumann opened a pair of eyes wide, and he couldn't see Jiang Yan's expression clearly. But he could clearly feel that Jiang Yan's teeth bit his lips.

Schumann was in pain, and involuntarily opened his mouth to exclaim, but Jiang Yan took advantage of the situation and continued to attack the city.

His agitation was like a long dragon breaking bamboo, with an irrefutable momentum, and soon stirred Schumann into a mess of spring water.

At this moment, both hands have been raised above Jiang Yan's head with only one hand, imprisoned on the ground. The other hand, not to be outdone, began to wander restlessly on her body.

Schumann's body was still wet and wet, and Jiang Yan's slightly calloused fingertips were like tinder everywhere he passed, which could easily bring up a prairie fire.

Reason was finally swallowed up and disappeared little by little, and in the end, only weak resistance remained.

Feeling that Schumann was no longer resistant, he gradually became docile, and Jiang Yan's movements began to slow down little by little at any time.

He clearly knew that the beast he longed for in his heart had broken through the cage and could no longer be recovered.

During this time, he looked at Schumann, but he restrained himself all the time.

Only he knows what kind of torture and pain it is to face the person he loves and wants to hug her into his arms and rub her into his body all the time, but he still has to cough and cough all the time.

Tonight, this sudden power outage is like a child who has been longing for candy for a long time, and finally was given a lychee-flavored fruit candy, how could he let it go!

Jiang Yan's kiss became softer and softer, as devout as a believer, and the tip of his tongue was on Schumann's lips, outlining and depicting a beautiful shape.

The delicate and moist touch on his hand, like a catalyst, made his body tense up more and more, and Jiang Yan knew that the beast was ready to attack, like a string on a sword.

However, the last shred of sanity remains.

Pulling away from his lips, Jiang Yan gently pressed his forehead against Schumann's forehead, and asked softly in a voice that had already begun to be hoarse:

"Don't be afraid, it's me!"

One sentence, four words, made Schumann's heart like a lightning strike, and the memories of his seventeen-year-old years were like a tide, striking instantly.

……

The sweltering heat of summer will not be relieved in the slightest because of the arrival of night.

Schumann lived in his room on the second floor of the house, and the window was always open, firstly because of the heat, and secondly, because there was a demon from there who often came in to find her.

The moon hangs high and the stars hang high.

Schumann was a little tired today, so he lay in bed and soon fell asleep.

In a daze, he seemed to feel that someone was close to him, but although the embrace was also hot and stuffy, it was not boring. The breath, though heavy and burning, was unusually familiar.

In a daze, Schumann seemed to feel a big hand, groping and jerky, roaming his body.

Schumann woke up suddenly, only to find that Jiang Yan's eyes were extremely bright in the dark.

His face was tense, his body was very stiff, and when he saw Schumann wake up, he did not feel the slightest guilt and retreat, but said to her in a deep voice:

"Don't be afraid, it's me!"

On the night of the seventeenth year, in the sultry summer, the boy who climbed through the window and the frightened girl merged into the night.

And at this moment, Jiang Yan said the same words to her with the same voice and the same tone.

Schumann's heart suddenly felt an indescribable feeling.

She lay in place, stunned, motionless.

Schumann didn't react, of course Jiang Yan could feel it, but at this moment, he couldn't see Schumann's eyes, nor could he see the emotions surging in her eyes.

Sour, gradually floating on the corners of his mouth, in the dark, Jiang Yan seemed to sigh heavily, and then rubbed the tip of Schumann's nose affectionately with the tip of his nose:

"Don't lie here, you're going to catch a cold!"

It's that he's in a hurry, and he shouldn't be at this time, he can't control himself.

He is no longer the fearless teenager he was at seventeen, and she is not the carefree teenager she was at seventeen. The years and time have already sharpened their traces on them.

It's as if they're standing on the edge of the abyss, and if they're not careful, they'll fall to the bottom and be crushed!

There will be a chance!

Schumann is his, was, and has been for the rest of his life!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan couldn't help but want to get up and pull Schumann up from the ground, but his body had just moved, and there was a pair of arms as soft as a water snake on his neck.

Jiang Yan's body stiffened, and those arms were like ropes tied to his heart.

"Schumann, you ......"

Jiang Yan didn't finish his sentence, and suddenly a gentle touch hit his lips.

Schumann didn't give him any words, just a gesture, instead of all.

Jiang Yan's eyes were in the dark, black and bright like obsidian, shining with a faint light, and Schumann's shallow kiss seemed to be like a flame that ignited a detonator, causing an explosion that could not be extinguished for a long time.

Kiss, falling again.

In the bathroom, there is a lot of charm.

……

When Schumann woke up the next morning, the sun was already shining through the window.

The golden sunlight seems to give people a golden halo.

Schumann's eyes were dark and bright, and his eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings. As far as the eye can see, it is Jiang Yan's fair, angular face.

He looked exactly the same as he had been when he was seventeen.

Looking at the man who was at hand at the moment, Schumann suddenly felt an unprecedented satisfaction in his heart.

He's here, actually, all the time!

Schumann involuntarily reached out his hand, wanting to touch the familiar eyebrows, eyes, bridge of nose, and lips...... But before his fingers could touch, Jiang Yan's eyes had slowly opened.

When she woke up alone just now, she didn't feel that at this moment, the two of them woke up together, and those red-faced pictures last night instantly surged together like a flood that burst the embankment, drowning her.

Thinking of the bold kiss when he kept Jiang Yan last night, Schumann's cheeks suddenly flushed a little, but he still pretended to be tough, and pretended to say hello to Jiang Yan calmly:

"Good morning, Mr. Jiang!"

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