The room was dark, not as dark as the little moonlight that poured in from the window.

The TV series is still playing, and the dishwasher is still humming.

But all of Zhu Shan's senses were dominated by the person in front of her.

Ling Xiao's kiss ran over Zhu Shan's lips thinly, without asking too much, just licking and sketching gently, every time it was hot and restrained gentleness.

After tasting all the goodness, he stepped back slightly, widening the distance between the two.

He looked at her with drooping eyelashes, his fingertips rubbing lightly in her ear, "Are you alright?"

Zhu Shan's heartbeat hadn't slowed down, and she didn't dare to look at him directly, and her tone changed: "Don't ask."

"Okay, don't ask."

He was rarely obedient, and Zhu Shan was a little surprised.

But before she could feel too much, she was lifted by the waist and sat on his lap, and then he knelt with her legs bent at her sides, and put her hands around his neck.

Wrap your arms around the back of her and lean closer: "That's on."

He didn't really ask, just stated.

This time, the tip of his tongue went straight into her mouth and curled over her lips and teeth. It was his longing for a long time, sweeter than all his dreams.

The wine in Zhu Shan's mouth was swept away and filled with his breath. The numbness is followed by a tingling sensation layer by layer.

Zhu Shan leaned back helplessly because of this stimulation, but was stopped by his big hand covering his spine.

She had a feeling that she had no way back and could only bear it.

In a haze, Zhu Shan saw the folds between his eyebrows and his fluttering eyelashes, which were suppressed dissatisfaction.

His wheezing grew heavier and hotter, pulling her inch by inch into the beautiful zone.

Zhu Shan's thoughts were blank, she closed her eyes, pulled the fabric on his chest with her little hands, and took the initiative to raise her head and bear it.

Ling Xiao stopped and carefully felt Zhu Shan's initiative.

She was too timid to shrink her neck even if she slid through his teeth.

But he had already understood her heart.

A smile overflowed from the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth, and her slender fingers ran through her long hair, stroking gently.

Then, no longer restrained, entangled with her.

Zhu Shan felt that Ling Xiao's hand on the back of her head was very comfortable, and she felt that the hand that fell on her back seemed to carry electricity, stirring every inch of skin on her back.

Gradually, she felt a lack of oxygen and felt like she was about to suffocate. So he pushed him away with great difficulty, and muttered, "No."

Her lips were red and bloodshot, her eyes were filled with tears, and she begged for mercy in a hoarse voice: "Spare me today."

Ling Xiao only looked at her for a moment, and his heart softened into cotton. He leaned down, bit her lip, and promised her, "Okay."

The hum of the dishwasher has died down and the TV is playing commercials.

At this moment, the wheezing sound scratches the eardrums even more.

Ling Xiao raised his hand, and his fingertips slid over the corners of her eyes, wet.

Zhu Shan glanced at Ling Xiao and was about to stand up while holding on to the ground.

Her movements were a little staggering, afraid that Ling Xiao would not let her go, and she would grind her.

The more anxious you are, the more clumsy you become.

In the end, it was Ling Xiao who helped her.

She got up and ran to the room, halfway through the run, and then came back to pick up the phone on the coffee table.

By the way, I glanced at Ling Xiao.

He leaned back on the sofa, his chin raised slightly, his chin was a beautiful line, his thin lips were much more rosy than before, his brows were stretched, his eyebrows were smiling, and his gaze at her was wanton, gentle, and contented.

Zhu Shan poured out of shame from the bottom of her heart, and ran away.

She opened the door, entered the room, closed the door, locked it, threw herself on the bed, and did it all in one go.

In the quiet room, her heartbeat became more and more obvious.

She rolled into the quilt and spun around twice.

Suddenly, the phone in my hand vibrated a little.

Zhu Shan pulled out her hand with difficulty and checked the message.

Ling Xiao: [Does it hurt? 】

Zhu Shan's thoughts paused for two seconds, and after reacting, she covered her little face with her elbow.

cell phone

It shook again.

Ling Xiao: [Is this time better than last time?] 】

Ahh!!h

Because of his news, Zhu Shan really had two different feelings in her mind, that time it was really arrogant, and this time it was really gentle.

But she couldn't say which time was better, and the more she thought about it, the deeper the shame became.

The phone vibrates again.

Ling Xiao: [I don't have any experience. 】

Ling Xiao: [Where you didn't do a good job, you have to give feedback.] 】

Zhu Shan was ashamed and ashamed, typing [You really have no experience? She paused and deleted.

Then typed [It's good, keep up the good work], it still doesn't feel right, and delete it again.

Finally, Zhu Shan: [Why do you keep biting me? 】

Ling Xiao: [Because I didn't. 】

Ling Xiao's thin lips appeared in front of Zhu Shan's eyes, and there was indeed no such thing as lip beads.

Ling Xiao: [Is the bite still painful?] 】

Zhu Shan blushed and replied honestly: [No. 】

Ling Xiao: [Discuss something with you [smiley]]

Zhu Shan was stunned, seeing Ling Xiao's small expression for the first time.

Inexplicably, it feels like there will be pits.

Zhu Shan asked vigilantly: [What? 】

Ling Xiao: [The room you live in doesn't have a bathroom, isn't it inconvenient?] 】

Zhu Shan: "......"

She has lived there for half a year, and now she asks, is it a little late?

Zhu Shan: [Fortunately, I'm used to it.] 】

Ling Xiao: [I didn't think about it before. 】

Zhu Shan: [What do you mean?] You're going to swap rooms with me? 】

Ling Xiao: [That's how it should be. 】

Zhu Shan didn't think it was necessary, she still liked her little balcony.

Besides, aren't the bookshelves and desks in his room all for office use?

He can't live without it.

She hadn't finished typing [It's okay, I'm used to ......] before she finished typing, the phone vibrated and a new message popped up.

Ling Xiao: [But I kind of recognize the bed. 】

Zhu Shan: "......"

Ling Xiao: [Fortunately, my bed is big, and the two of them won't be crowded. 】

She deleted the original word, then fingers quickly tapped the screen to type.

Zhu Shan: [Lawyer Ling, you're a bit of a dog, aren't you? 】

Ling Xiao: [True Affection [Smiley]]

Zhu Shan: [Dog!! 】

Zhu Shan threw away her phone and groped for a violent bear to hug her.

Although she refused, according to Ling Xiao's speed, I'm afraid that we will have to sleep together soon, right?

Ahh!!hhhh

Zhu Shan couldn't hold back and rolled around twice. She suddenly remembered the last time she accidentally saw him undressed.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist, long legs.

And abs.

She touched her waist and abdomen again, and wrinkled her little face: depressed.

Zhu Shan played on the bed for a while, and when she was about to sleep, her eyes swept over the flower box on the small table, she suddenly stopped sleepy, and wanted to find a bottle to put the flowers up.

Zhu Shan opened the door with a calm face, there was only one door lamp left outside, and it seemed that Ling Xiao had already returned to the room.

She let out a long exhale, especially calmly.

After tinkering for a long time, he didn't find the vase, but the sound led Ling Xiao out.

His hair was wet, and when he got closer, there was a stronger smell of green orange than before: "What are you looking for?"

Zhu Shan: "Find a vase and put the flowers on."

Ling Xiao nodded knowingly, turned around and went to the kitchen to get a carafe, and shook it at Zhu Shan from a distance of a few meters: "Use this first?"

Zhu Shan nodded.

Ling Xiao approached with a glass bottle, "Go buy a vase tomorrow."

Zhu Shan didn't look at him, took the glass bottle over, and hugged it in her arms: "Okay."

Silence for two seconds.

Her chin was covered

Grabbing and lifting, the little face was forced to lean back in response to a gentle, moist kiss.

The water dripping from the tips of his hair fell on her neck, startling the water in her heart.

Ling Xiao ran his palm through her hair, rubbed the back of her head violently, and his tone was not gentle at all: "Go back to the room."

******

I don't remember how Zhu Shan fell asleep.

But she was awakened by the sound of thunder.

She took out her phone and saw that it was already noon, but it was like five or six o'clock in the morning, and there was no light to see.

She lay down and played with her phone for a while before getting up.

Before going out, Zhu Shan saw the bright red in the glass bottle on the table, and turned back to beckoning to it: "Little Rose, morning..."

After a pause, he changed his words: "Good afternoon."

After Zhu Shan finished washing, she walked out of the bathroom and saw Ling Xiao busy with lunch in the kitchen.

She walked over, "What to eat?"

"Make a sandwich."

"Yes, we'll have a good meal in the evening."

Ling Xiao turned his head slightly and stared at her, "I thought you were going to sleep until night and didn't want to go on a date."

Zhu Shan: "......"

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhu Shan half-knelt on the sofa, looking at the pouring rain outside, gloomy.

She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then turned to look at the very relaxed man sitting on the other end of the sofa, "I've canceled the movie ticket."

Ling Xiao raised his eyes and looked over: "Drive, don't let you get wet."

"Nope." Zhu Shan had already taken out her mobile phone to operate the refund process, "It's dangerous to drive in the rain, I interviewed one last time, and the car burned to the ground, and this is also, thunder and lightning."

After operating the refund process, Zhu Shan leaned over and fell on the sofa, crying, "My date, it's gone."

I'm looking forward to it, first date.

Just lost to the rainstorm weather.

Zhu Shan closed her eyes and was depressed, feeling the sofa next to her sink.

Then, a warm palm pressed against her back.

Zhu Shan raised her eyes and met Ling Xiao's gaze.

Ling Xiao: "Dating means that two people are together, and it doesn't mean that you have to watch a movie to call it a date."

Zhu Shan's expression was lazy, and her thoughts were slow, thinking that this was very reasonable.

After Ling Xiao finished gentlely, he began to show his straight man attributes again, and slapped her on the head: "Get up, find a movie to project yourself."

Zhu Shan rubbed her head with her little hand and got up obediently.

She looked for a while, and happened to see a suspense movie that she hadn't finished watching the commentary video yesterday, so she clicked on the screen.

Ling Xiao turned off the light in the living room, pushed her snack cart over, and poured juice intimately.

Ling Xiao sat on the sofa, holding Zhu Shan's shoulders, and after a while, he quietly took the person into his arms.

Zhu Shan looked at it seriously and did not refuse.

I only felt him play with her fingers for a while, pinch the back of her neck for a while, and touch her hair for a while......

It wasn't until near the end of the film that Zhu Shan realized: "It turns out that the murderer is him, this is too deeply hidden."

"Finished?"

Zhu Shan looked disgusted and glanced at him: "If you don't watch it carefully, you don't even know if it's finished... Ah......h

Zhu Shan exclaimed, fell backwards under the force, and her back fell into the cotton wool of the sofa.

Ling Xiao pressed on her, only his left elbow was slightly supported, and his dark eyes were dim.

The tip of his right finger gently brushed the hair on her cheek, and his voice was low and gentle: "Is dating and watching a movie to promote relationships?" Whoever looks like you, is really watching, and doesn't even blink."

"......," her voice was thin and muffled in her throat, "blinking."

Ling Xiao was amused, and lay down gently, burying her head in Zhu Shan's shoulder, laughing so that her chest shook slightly.

His laughter brought out a series of hot gas, all spraying behind Zhu Shan's ears.

Zhu Shan

His body stiffened, and his little hand pushed: "Itchy."

Ling Xiao paused, and her thin lips deliberately swept over her ear: "Shanshan, I didn't take it seriously, you tell me about it."

Zhu Shan stared at the ceiling, which had the lights of the movie transition.

She felt that Ling Xiao at this moment seemed to have magical power, making her obedient.

Then, she really began to think about the plot: "Actually, the place where the girl was found was not the scene of the first crime, she was ... ......"

Zhu Shan's tone changed, and she couldn't speak anymore. Because Ling Xiao grabbed her hand and reached into the hem of his clothes, her hand was against his hot abdomen, and he could feel the lumpy muscles, rising and falling slightly with his breathing.

At the same time, it was a wet kiss that landed on her earlobe.

She could hear the sound of him swallowing lustfully as he kissed her earlobe, and she could hear the sound of his hands as he guided her away, her clothes in pieces.

She was torn between her and her ears, not knowing whether to avoid the kiss in her ear or withdraw her hand.

I don't know, if he's taking advantage of her, or if she's taking advantage of him.

Ling Xiao didn't receive her resistance, so he was even more presumptuous, the kiss slid down her neck and landed on her collarbone, teeth sliding and biting gently.

Everything is strange, strange, and invocacious.

Zhu Shan instinctively withdrew her hand, wanting to hold something.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, her mouth moaning uncontrollably.

She felt the hem of her wide clothes being lifted, her lower abdomen was cold, and instantly she was pressed back to the hot palm, and then gently kneaded.

She opened her eyes in shock, tightened her arms, and whimpered and called him, "Ling Xiao~"

Ling Xiao raised his head slightly and met her misty gaze. The corners of his mouth turned up, outlining a beautiful amplitude, and then kissed her on the chin very lustfully.

He put his fingertips on her waist and let his voice be so low that he could only breathe, "You touched me just now."

These words are quite polite and reciprocal.

But Zhu Shan knew.

It's not the same.

Obviously, it was all at his instigation.

But she felt that she had been dragged into the deep pool of ignorance, and she was powerless to resist and was willing to sink.