Chapter 157

Hearing Lu Xiaofeng say a change of tricks, Ziyuejun's body trembled even more, her starry eyes were half-opened, she glanced at Lu Xiaofeng, bit her lip and nodded. Lu Xiaofeng smiled, then got out of bed, took a bottle of drink from the table, and then carried it to the bed with the glass on the table.

"Beast!" August Chang'an looked out of breath, and August Chang'an's eyes were as bright as stars, revealing a shy spring. Hearing that Ziyuejun also let out a long moan, August Chang'an also felt that an electric current rose from her feet to the top of her head, and the feeling of a fluttering soul flying out made her open her mouth violently.

If she hadn't covered her mouth quickly, she would have screamed right away. She herself never thought that she would do such a thing, and there was always a charming spring on her face, holy and charming, which made people dare not look at it.

Fortunately, the activities in that room have ended, and August Chang'an finally came to her senses, took a big breath, and then she left quietly, maybe her legs were numb, and when she left, she accidentally touched the door lightly.

It was this movement that made both of them hear it on the bed, and they turned to look at it at the same time. "Lu Xiaofeng, you forgot to close the door. Ziyuejun said in a greasy voice. Lu Xiaofeng put on a bath towel, came to the door and stretched out his head to look, but saw nothing.

It was at this time that August Chang'an had just returned to her own room, and there was no way, she had to go up and down the bathroom. "Maybe it's the wind. Lu Xiaofeng gently closed the door, but he definitely didn't expect that he and Ziyuejun staged a live **** in front of Chang'an in August, and took a vivid education class in a large hall.

August Chang'an Jiao gasped and walked into her door, closed the door lightly, thinking of the passionate scene just now, and the soles of her feet were completely weak.

"Beasts. August Chang'an scolded in a low voice, but his face turned even redder, and he walked a few steps in the room, but his mind was full of that charming scene, which made her calm and waveless face ripple again.

"Seven emotions and six desires are human feelings, I am not a saint, it should be a natural reaction. August Chang'an muttered in his mouth, then leaned back on the bed, picked up the "Flying Bird Collection" next to the pillow and held it in his hand.

got up again and poured a cup of tea, put it on the desk, held the delicate body of the glass in her hand, watched the tea leaves on the surface stand up one by one, churning in the cup, smelling the fragrance of the tea, her heart slowly calmed down.

Sirped lightly, felt the raw jin under her tongue, and the flush on her face slowly faded. Seeing the elegant sentences in the text, as well as the sweet words full of beauty and wisdom in the prose poems, it took a long time for her pounding heart to slowly calm down.

You can't see yourself, all you see is your shadow. August Chang'an took out a pen and wrote this sentence on the title page, staring blankly at what he had written for a long time, but a scene slowly floated in his mind, which made them purse their lips.

"This Lu Xiaofeng, could it be my calamity?" August Chang'an smiled bitterly, then took out her mobile phone and found a song that she usually listened to when her mind was chaotic, Qi Yu's "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra".

"The color of the relics is not different, the emptiness is not different, the color is empty, the color is the color, the desire is the knowledge, and the same is the relic, it is the emptiness of the Dharma, and it is the phase of the law, which is not born and does not perish."

Listening to the ethereal, as if even the soul calmed down for a moment, August Chang'an felt her thousands of troubles swept away by the wind, and the whole head slowly became ethereal.

"It made me listen to this Sanskrit sound. In August, Chang'an took off his headphones for a long time, took the book, and then blushed and used a sanitary napkin that he usually only uses when he comes to menstruation, and then turns off the light.

How could he do that kind of thing, why didn't he run? In the dark, August Chang'an thought that he was seeing the embarrassing scene of Lu Xiaofeng and Ziyuejun, and his heart jumped again, and he simply pulled up the quilt to cover his head, and he didn't know when, so he slowly fell asleep.

In a daze, she felt that a person had come to her side, and then sat on the edge of her bed, and the charms and charms on his body shook in her eyes, making her heart rise into another piece of heat.

Who was he? Her head was dizzy, like a mess of paste, and she couldn't figure out who it was, and she felt the big hands slowly wrap around her from behind. Pulling away her long curly hair, pecking and kissing all the way down her graceful neck, picking up the shoulder strap on her shoulder with one hand, the purple butterfly came out of the shoulder.

I had the heart to refuse, but the drunk body didn't obey the call at all, and I couldn't move even a little bit of it, and she felt that her body was getting hotter and hotter.

In August Chang'an's heart, these are still resistant, but after she can't resist, she seems to be a different person, she is quiet, letting the person kiss her. She felt a moist and warm breath in her ears from her neck to her slight opening, and she closed her misty eyes and let him kiss her lips.

She passively endured his enthusiasm, and in a blur she felt his large hands slip into her clothes, and her demeanor fluttered at her sensitive body, gradually guiding the strange longing and fiery throbbing in her body. His enthusiasm burned her heart, eroding her weak willpower little by little.

At this moment, her mind was empty, and she just wanted to indulge herself in search of short-term happiness: "Lu Xiaofeng......" she muttered, learning to hear the seductive cry from which she didn't know where she heard it.

Hearing this voice, the man was even more excited, slowly hugged her, and then hugged this August Chang'an, who was as quiet as a snow lotus, in his arms, and gently kissed the tip of her nose. He pushed her down on the bed and kissed her deeply every inch, including her slender ankles.

Gently undo her anklet. He kissed her deeply, asking her to echo the same passion. His lips were quite warm, as if the summer sun, or the warm breeze of spring, melted the frost in her heart inch by inch. She couldn't help but snuggle into his firm chest for more passion.

He kissed her lips gently, the tip of his tongue burrowed into her lips and teeth, and kissed slowly, slowly, slowly, making her whole body hot and dizzy, and passion was like a butterfly with flapping wings, flying fiery in her body, causing her heart to throb.

turned his head violently, but found that there was no one around, and the position next to him was also empty. It's just that the poor quilt on the bed has been rubbed by her, and the whole thing is wrapped in a circle by her and hugged tightly in her arms.

Her lips had already wet the quilt for a long time, and her face turned red. Now, she finally made it clear that the spell was empty, what did she kiss last night, and it was the quilt in front of her that she was passionate about for one night?

But thinking of the man who was so real yesterday, and made her beneath her, the whole thing moist and passionate, and the charm of his spell, who is he or not?

August Chang'an felt that she didn't know what it was like in her heart, but she quickly adjusted her mood, restored her peaceful appearance, buried this spring dream deep in her heart, and never thought about it anymore.

It's a shame. After washing, August Chang'an heard the voice of Lu Xiaofeng and the purple-shirted man talking on the first floor, and almost didn't have the courage to go downstairs, but thinking that he would have a long time dealing with Lu Xiaofeng in the future, this is not a way to dodge, calmed down, and then walked down the stairs.

She didn't dare to look at the people at the table, for fear that they would notice that they were behaving abnormally and hang their heads down. "What's wrong with my sister?" The purple-shirted man felt the abnormality of August Chang'an, saw her tired look, and thought that she had stayed up late last night, and asked with concern.

Lu Xiaofeng also just came back from exercising outside, his face was ruddy, and when he heard the purple-shirted man ask, he also looked at it. The two looked at each other, and August Chang'an felt a shock in his heart, and couldn't help but think of the appearance of himself and the man rolling on the bed last night.

It's too real, that feeling still echoes in his body, his eyes flashed with a panicked look, a trace of panic floated on his face, and he couldn't help but stroke the long hair hanging down his ears.

Fortunately, she saw a lot of big scenes: "I accidentally read a book last night, so I slept late." Lu Xiaofeng just felt that this August Chang'an's eyes were not as shining as autumn water as she used to seem, and at this time it felt more like the expression that she should have at that age.

The purple-shirted man didn't doubt him, then held the bowl and pointed to Lu Xiaofeng and Zidie: "I've found two students for you now, but I don't know if you're satisfied." Zidie was also wearing the clothes that Lu Xiaofeng bought for Ah Zi.

It looks pure like a small charm empty flower in the mountain, pure and moving, seeing August Chang'an looking at him, he shouted obediently: "Teacher Li is good." Hearing the crisp voice of the purple butterfly, August Chang'an didn't know what was going on, and looked at her brother suspiciously.