It's rare to slow down from the fast pace.

Zhou Yan and Su Yourong visited a vegetable market by the West Lake, bought vegetables together, and then Su Yourong drove Zhou Yan to the place where he lived in Hangzhou.

It is in the high-end community on the edge of the West Lake, and the house was still given by Qin Ya, saying that it is convenient for Su Yourong to work.

And now Su Yourong brought Zhou Yan in.

Parking the car in the garage, Su Yourong and Zhou Yan went upstairs with the food.

Until he opened the door and entered the room, Su Yourong couldn't take care of his shoes, and directly threw the dishes aside, and by the way, he also dragged the dishes in Zhou Yan's hand and threw them aside.

After that, he hooked Zhou Yan's neck with his backhand.

There is no need to say too much, Su Yourong has already imprinted his delicate red lips.

The lips touched, which should have been clumsy, but it was like hot oil poured on water, boiling instantly.

Zhou Yan hugged Su Yourong with his backhand and kissed her deeply.

There is no so-called love, there is only dry wood and fire, hungry and thirsty men and women.

The temperature in the room was a little hot, but now it's very hot and hot.

Including body temperature, it is gradually becoming hot.

The breaths of the two were converging, tentative, colliding.

Occasionally, the red lips open slightly, and occasionally close again, and the beautiful eyes are slightly constricted, with a bit of drunkenness and confusion.

Originally, she was breathing through her nose, but now the breath of love in the disorder came out of her mouth.

was sucked in by Zhou Yan.

Su Yourong was gradually not satisfied with kissing.

In the office, Su Yourong had already explored the way in advance, and now he has done it in one step.

The gentle little hand also made Zhou Yan's breathing a little short.

"Don't play with fire, you can't extinguish it." Zhou Yan believes that Su's girlfriend still has a remnant of reason.

"It's okay, I'll help you extinguish." Su Yourong leaned into Zhou Yan's ear and touched his lips and teeth lightly.

Just this moment was quite numb, which made Zhou Yan's heart tremble.

This is Su's best friend, this is President Su's first time, teasing clearly.

In an instant, the flames seemed to rush up directly, out of control.

Su Yourong seemed to have the initiative to grasp the situation, the corners of his mouth hooked up a chuckle, and his flattering eyes seemed to become more charming and confused.

She kissed Zhou Yan, touching and teasing in the most superficial and clumsy way.

Her little hands are equally charming.

"Extinguish the fire." Zhou Yan staggered Su Yourong and squinted his eyes at her.

Su Yourong laughed, but in this extremely ambiguous atmosphere, he took the initiative to squat down.

On the side of the door, on the side of the wall, when Zhou Yan was leaning against the wall.

....

Mo Dao does not kill the soul.

Especially in a special atmosphere, in a special environment.

In particular, President Su is particularly active and cooperative.

At a certain moment, the woman in front of her had pink and willow cheeks, with the shadow of poetry, but the nobility and pride on her body made Zhou Yan feel very similar to ripples.

At least

She's crazy right now.

It also made Zhou Yan crazy.

So women go crazy, and there is really nothing wrong with men.

Su Yourong, who has always missed Zhou Yan, expressed his madness in the most direct way.

Finally...

But that's not the end.

President Su, who was like a goblin in front of him, dealt with Zhou Yan like a maid.

Then it was restored as it was, as if it had never happened.

Only the remnants of the corners of the mouth can prove everything.

"Satisfied?" Su Yourong wiped the corners of his mouth and smiled gently.

"You're such a goblin."

This is definitely Su Yourong's boldest move, since the last time he was in the hot spring, or far worse.

Last time it was Zhou Yan.. This time, it was Su Yourong who took the initiative.

"Do you still cook?" Su Yourong asked.

"Sleep, I just want to hold you." Zhou Yan said very explicitly.

Su Yourong smiled and glanced at Zhou Yan with a smile.

At this time, she was far from being as strong as Luo Mengzhu, but was infatuated, bewitching, and even sick.

It seems that he is still stuck in the state of the previous crazy time, and he can't extricate himself.

It's one thing to do, but it's not so easy to digest the psychological impact of doing something.

Su Yourong looked at Zhou Yan infatuatedly, hooked his neck, and said with a silky eye: "Now, carry me into the bathroom, and before you go to bed, you want to take a bath." ”

Zhou Yan held Su Yourong's buttocks.

And Su Yourong also held the two beautiful legs very smoothly.

So Zhou Yan hugged Su Yourong and walked to the bathroom.

The bathroom door was hidden, and Zhou Yan kicked it open with his foot.

And at this time, Su Yourong, like a water snake, stood back on the ground from Zhou Yan's body.

She turned on the heater, gave Zhou Yan a teasing and teasing look, and then came to the bathtub and let out the hot water.

And in a moment the mist curls,

There was a petal box next to it, Su Yourong opened the box, and the petals fell for a while.

With the gradually rising smell of water, it slowly floats.

Rose petals, with a special incense, all at once, make the whole bathroom, fragrant.

Like a butterfly falling into the sea of flowers, the room is full of fragrance and intoxication.

After a while, Su Yourong had already unbuttoned and faded away with his skirt.

At this time, the hot water was adjusted, but Su Yourong still did not fade the black silk.

At this time, she was wearing black one-piece stockings, and the buttons of her white shirt were difficult to hide after one button was opened.

The mountains look up!

And she was in such an unperfect state, and her snow-white beautiful legs stepped into the bathtub one after another.

It's an absolutely stimulating experience.

"Come up and kiss me." Su Yourong raised his beautiful legs slightly, his calves were slightly bent, and his delicate little feet were wrapped in black stockings, and his toes were slightly curled.

It seemed to shrink in Zhou Yan's heart.

And he quickly threw his clothes aside.

President Su is not honest, but he is a lot more frank, and he doesn't care about President Su's ridicule at all.

As soon as Zhou Yan came in, Su Yourong's feet were raised again.

With the unique touch of black stockings.

stepped on Zhou Yan's body.

Rub your toes gently.

Sometimes it's heavy, sometimes it's light.

Sometimes, one follows the other.

Like a small boat, gently swaying.

Plough the waves.

"How to put out the fire this time." Zhou Yan let Su Yourong move, squinting slightly.

"Want to be here. Eat me? Su Yourong smiled and asked, "The little man doesn't know if you can or not?" ”

Where could Zhou Yan endure Su Yourong's provocation.

His hand was already on Su Yourong's beautiful legs,

With a tearing sound.

Accompanied by a splash of water.

Zhou Yan didn't go away, just let his feet be restrained.

Su Yourong was a little more disgusted, but he still acquiesced to Zhou Yan's nonsense.

"I can't control my emotions, I know it's not love." She whispered.

Don't forget to lean over slightly, keeping a closer distance from Zhou Yan, close enough to breathe, you can touch it very directly.

"I want to be presumptuous, I want to be happy, you give me happiness, give me tenfold, a hundred times more pleasure! I don't love you, but I want you. Su Yourong spit out the orchid lightly, his eyes became more and more charming, and his tone became more and more crisp.

Even she inadvertently put her hands on Zhou Yan's two hands, as if she had lost her strength.

She was like a fragile lone sail, and she fell as soon as she lifted it.

and tenacious, strong to meet the coming wind and waves.

When you think about it, you don't know it, perhaps, you want it.

She is not a decisive woman, but she is also not an indecisive woman, and when she knows exactly what she wants, she will not hesitate more than others.

She wanted the man in front of her, that's all.

It doesn't matter if he has other women or not, he doesn't care about anything, he just wants, wants to possess, and that's enough.

Even if it's just for a moment.

Su Yourong has completely put himself on Zhou Yan's body.

And the temperature of her delicate body, and... All made Zhou Yan's heart sway, and he couldn't extricate himself.

Thinking that in the future, she will be the president trained by herself, with tens of billions or even hundreds of billions of huge riches, he single-handedly created her, and can possess her present.

Zhou Yan finally stopped holding back.

He leaned over and slapped Su Yourong's fair-skinned back hard.

Kissed her the lips.

Su Yourong kissed back.

I don't care at all that the temperature is getting higher and higher, and my cheeks are getting hotter and hotter.

It's like burning the past.

But in the same way, she was extremely excited, extremely sober, and she desperately grabbed the breath of the man in front of her.

Recklessly possessing everything that should not belong to her.

And she took the initiative to step forward.

Finally, I felt it.

In the past, it was just an itch, but now, it is real.

Absurd and confusing, she doesn't understand right and wrong, maybe it's a big mistake in itself, but it doesn't prevent her, at this moment, she has touched the edge of happiness and touched the edge of heaven.

"Love me, love me hard, I want the whole world to be you, I want you to belong completely to me at this moment." President Su whispered, and hugged Zhou Yan's back with both hands.

And after Zhou Yan completely caught up, even if Su Yourong gritted his teeth and was ready, he still couldn't help but snort at the critical moment.

Her willow eyebrows furrowed, and in an instant, she still gritted her teeth, still hugged very tightly, and her slender nails, in wave after wave, left clear traces behind Zhou Yan's back.

"It hurts..."

"But... Hurry up. ”

In the room, the voice is no longer suppressed, and gradually high-pitched! Like the best singers, singing wantonly on an unmanned stage!

...

After the storm,

Su Yourong's jet-black hair was scattered, covering her delicate face, but she couldn't hide the sickly ruddyness.

Her eyes were misty, her long eyelashes fell, and her delicate body was still twitching.

And the two jade hands that grabbed Zhou Yan's back still held Zhou Yan's shoulders tightly, as if her strength had not been completely vented.

She breathed heavily, greedily and presumptuously breathing in the breath around her.

She was drenched in sweat, and on her snow-white skin, sweat the size of beans rolled down.

"It's not enough... It's not enough. Su Yourong said.

"Then go to bed."

"Hmm."

Zhou Yan did not hesitate, and after a short break, he picked up Su Yourong by the waist.

After walking out of the bathtub, Su Yourong and Zhou Yan separated and brought a bath towel to wrap their bodies.

"Help me blow my hair." Su Yourong said.

Zhou Yan nodded, took a hair dryer from the top of the dresser, wiped Su Yourong's long wet hair with a towel, and then used the hair dryer to blow it.

It was a long process, but he was very patient.

Gentle, delicate.

Even the wonderful person in front of him let his white back lean against his chest a little.

Not to mention, that zero-distance contact.

It tickles with it.

She is presumptuous, she doesn't care at all, or she is just too presumptuous, so that nothing is as important as it is here and now.

It was like a seed quickly taking root in the bottom of his heart, and the budding faint feelings made Su Yourong have a deep infatuation with the man behind him who didn't have much affection, only love.

Such an infatuation made her have no strength in his arms, and even because every time he stroked his hair, his heart would throb a little.

Hair dries quickly.

Zhou Yan used a comb to comb Su Yourong's hair.

The jet-black hair is simply and casually put on the back of the woman's shoulders, without any foil, and there is no need to deliberately pull any hairstyle, it's just so simple.

Very.

Zhou Yan leaned in and kissed Su Yourong on the cheek.

Su Yourong kissed back.

So the hair dryer was put down like this, and Su Yourong and Zhou Yan demanded each other one after the other.

If it was a wave, now it's a small splash when the raindrops fall.

But no one deliberately destroys such an atmosphere, they are also caring for such an atmosphere, not destroying, or, not deliberately!

I don't know how long the kiss lasted,

The lips parted,

Su Yourong pursed his lips, and the corners of his lips were a little crystalline.

"Let's go to the room." Su Yourong whispered.

"Hmm."

The two men walked out of the bathroom one after the other.

It doesn't matter what clothes I wear.

After entering the bedroom, Su Yourong directly pulled Zhou Yan backhand, and then lay straight on Simmons's soft quilt with him.

Kiss it again.

The kind that is very tacit.

There is no need for any intervals.

The two of them rolled from one end of the bed to the other.

Hands, not constantly exploring.

I can't wait to have it all!

"I'm so happy, so happy, to have you."

"Me too."

There is no need to say too many love words, there is no so-called love between two people, only gratuitous love.

It doesn't take any reason, once it is generated, it is like gunpowder that ignites a spark, and it detonates with a bang.

In this extremely ambiguous room, the residual warmth of one's own rises.

Zhou Yan hugged Su Yourong and hugged him hard.

At this time, the two people seemed to have lost their strength.

Just lie quietly and hold it.

But the breath was clearly visible, blending with each other, intermingling with each other.

"When to go to bed?"

"You can sleep whenever you want."

"Don't sleep that night?"

"Can you eat?"

"You're the one who can't bear it."

"You, can you bear it?"

"Look down on people, don't you, Zhou Yan."

So the room was lively again, because of the liveliness of two people.

"When I entered the door just now, you helped me, or now.."

"But now I'm tired."

"Then lie down."

"Okay."

"Don't you, do a sneak attack, right?"

"Didn't you object?"

"Bad guys."

The room was gone again.

Only shallow, contrasting somewhat heavy breathing remained.

And the two people, I don't know when, were lying on the bed, covered by a quilt.

The light of the night, through the gap in the curtains, fell on the room, shining on the beautiful face, the smile on the corner of the lips, with a bit of naughty satisfaction....