Before Ying Huaixu came out, he took a bath, maybe it was the smell of shaving milk, or shampoo, or maybe it was some herbs and flowers that stuck to his body all the way.

All in all, it's very fragrant.

Nan Yu turned her face away, her lips brushed his cheek again, her chin rested on his shoulder, and said, "The peach blossom stuffed on the island is a little sweet. Do you want to drink it? I'll make a phone call and ask Fang Cheng to send a jar."

This wine is very fragrant and delicious.

Fang Cheng reminded her, don't think that drinking wine tastes light, just think that the degree is not high, don't be greedy.

But Nan Yu didn't control it.

She had been an alcoholic before, and after marrying Ying Huaixu, she forced herself to quit drinking, even if she wanted to drink, she controlled the amount and tried not to let herself drink too much.

But today the atmosphere was too good, the wine was too good, so she drank a few more glasses.

Of course, she didn't feel drunk, just a little drunk, and it felt just right, and the whole person was very comfortable.

Her lips were soft, her voice soft, with the scent of peach blossom brew.

The breath exhaled was sprinkled on Ying Huaixu's neck, and the temperature penetrated into the skin and floated to the heart, itching.

He took her hand, tightened slightly, and said, "It's not that much trouble."

He turned his face sideways, and his lips came to him.

The breath of the two was intertwined, Nan Yu pursed her lower lip, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

I swallowed subconsciously.

The moment when you want to kiss or not, it is the most sultry.

Nan Yu felt that her face was very hot, and she felt that she was overwhelmed by the fast heartbeat.

Ying Huaixu first touched it lightly, then gently traced her lips, slowly asked for the fragrance, and tasted the delicious taste of peach blossom brewing.

The sound of the rain trapped them in this secret space, between heaven and earth, as if there were only the two of them.

When love is bitter, it is really bitter, and when it is sweet, it is also full of sweetness.

Nan Yu took the initiative to straddle his lap, she held his hand and put it on her chest, her cheeks were red, and her eyes were so moving, it was hard not to be moved.

She said, "Do you feel it?"

Ying Huaixu's hand pressed on her chest, and he didn't dare to move, through the thin clothes, he felt her slightly hot body temperature, and ...... Heartbeat.

It was beating in the palm of his hand.

Nan Yu: "Isn't it fast? I feel like it's about to bloom."

Ying Huaixu chuckled, tightened his arms, and pulled her closer, "Then I have to water it well, I hope it can continue to bloom and never wither."

His eyes were a little red.

Nan Yu touched it with her fingers, lowered her head and kissed it, and asked, "Do you really keep watering?"

"Yes, Nan Yu."

"Is it love, or atonement?"

Ying Huaixu's eyes were in a trance, Nan Yu looked at his eyes firmly, and said, "What I want is love, a Ying Huaixu who loves me and loves myself."

Ying Huaixu's heart felt a peak, he lowered his head, put his forehead on her shoulder, suppressed his emotions for a long time, as if he had opened a hole at this moment, and suddenly tilted out, his red eyes were red, and tears rolled out.

He clasped Nan Yu's waist.

The kind of discomfort that tears in the heart, it seems that it can't be calmed down.

Nan Yu put her hand on his back and said, "It's okay. I will love you."

Ying Huaixu hugged her tighter.

Nan Yu stopped talking.

The two of them hugged quietly for a long time.

When the rain subsided, the crew came to prop the boat out and circled around the island in the middle.

The two sat side by side at the stern of the boat, Ying Huaixu held an umbrella, and the two of them were like this, enjoying the rain and the scenery.

Hiding under an umbrella and kissing secretly.

At twelve o'clock in the night, if anyone is still walking in the garden.

You can see such a scene.

On the shady forest road, a pair of tall men and women walked, walking in the mist and rain.

The man held an umbrella in one hand and a cane in the other, and walked slowly forward.

The black umbrella covers all the rain on the girl's head.

The girl stepped on the water for a while, then clinged to the man's body, grabbed his arm, and slowly walked together with his speed.

It rained all night.

In the middle of the night, Nan Yu got up to go to the toilet, she slept too much during the day, and she didn't want to sleep much at night.

The people around me don't know where to go.

When she got out of the room, she saw Ying Huaixu standing in front of the doorway, the black satin nightgown on his body, in the end, he was born with a clothes rack, what kind of clothes looked good on his body.

There are only a few wall lamps in the house, and the light is dim.

The sound of the dripping rain, in such a night, makes people feel calm.

Nan Yu didn't step forward immediately, but just stood behind and watched him for a while.

He had a cigarette between his fingers, but most of the time, he didn't raise his hand.

But at this moment, Nan Yu likes to watch him smoke, and there is an indescribable sexiness.

She wanted to tear apart his calmness and coldness at the moment.

Smack.

She knocked out a mosquito that was flying around her ear.

The movement was not loud, but it also attracted Ying Huaixu's attention.

He looked back, "Why did you wake up?"

Nan Yu: "I drank too much wine and woke up with urine." She walked up to him and muttered, "It's boring to sleep."

Ying Huaixu extinguished the cigarette in his hand, threw it into a nearby trash can, and said with a smile, "Then what do you want to do, in the middle of the night."

"What are you doing?"

Ying Huaixu was silent for a few seconds, and said lightly, "I had a nightmare and had a little heart palpitations. I couldn't sleep for a while, so I came out and blew the wind."

To this day, he felt that his hands were still shaking a little, and he couldn't calm down.

Even if it's just a dream.

Nan Yu leaned over, hugged his waist, and looked up at him, "Dreams are all reversed."

Ying Huaixu lowered his head, kissed her lips, hooked her waist, rubbed her lips with his fingertips, and said, "I'm fine."

Lately, he's had a lot of nightmares.

Every time you wake up, you need time to relax.

Nan Yu leaned against his chest, he lowered his head, and kissed the top of her hair again, the faint fragrance made his mind get a moment of tranquility and relaxation.

He wrapped his arms around her, and she dangled him like a child.

The wind was still a little cool at night.

It was a little cold on his body, Nan Yu stood still, raised his head, as if he had already thought about it, his hands pressed his shoulders, his lips touched his Adam's apple, and the tip of his tongue swept lightly.

The raised Adam's apple, rolled a little.

Ying Huaixu lowered his head, clasped her chin, and kissed her directly.

There is a wicker chair at the door.

Ying Huaixu picked her up, walked to the rattan chair and sat down, and slowly lay down.

The arrow is on the string and the fire is delayed.

During the struggle, Ying Huaixu had reached the limit, but he still had great concentration, and his palm firmly pressed Nan Yu's shoulder, saying, "There is no more condom, Nan Yu."

The sound of the rain drowned out some of the ambiguous movements.

Nan Yu really wanted to kill him, and then viciously bit him on the neck.

They did everything they could, but they didn't make it to the last step.

Ying Huaixu abided by the rules, endured until his eyes were red, and never allowed himself to go further.

Early the next morning.

Nan Yu wants to go back with Nan Xuelin, and because of the dissatisfaction with the desire at night, Nan Yu has a little temper.

When I got up in the morning, I sulked and left.