There were no lights on in the room, and it was a dark sea outside, and no light source came in.

Loch could see nothing, only the sound of the waves crashing against the bottom of the boat outside the window, again and again, as if never tireless.

As continuous as the sound of the waves, it was the rapid breathing of the man in front of him.

She felt the heat coming from the man's body, which made her already hot body feel even hotter.

It's also a bit of an indescribable itch.

She raised her hand and groped her way in the darkness to the man's face.

Fu Cheng froze for a moment, subconsciously wanting to hold her hand. Just lifted it down, put it down again, and cooperated with her motionlessly.

She felt the tightly pursed lips, the sweat oozing from his forehead, and his slightly hot cheeks.

She called out to him in a daze: "Mr. Fu? ”

He rolled his Adam's apple and responded to her, "It's me." ”

Loshi's hand went to his forehead again and asked him, "Are you sick again?" ”

Only when he is sick will he show the vulnerable side that others can't see, and he will want to stay in her room.

He was so lonely, and a childhood was always incomplete without the love of his parents.

Fu Chengshen lowered his head, and he couldn't see her expression clearly in the dark. He carefully read the tone of her words, and could tell that she was worried about him.

She was so caught up in her memories that she had forgotten that they had waved goodbye to each other.

He nodded, "Hmm." ”

Luo Xi touched his forehead and said to himself, "It's not hot." ”

She wanted to retract her hand. As soon as his fingertips left, his large hand gripped her wrist tightly.

Then, he took her hand and led her to press it on his heart: "It's here, I'm sick." ”

Lohi wasn't a doctor and couldn't sense anything wrong with his heart, just that his heart was beating too fast.

Knock knock, even her heartbeat involuntarily accelerated.

"Here, does it hurt?"

She asked him earnestly.

He took another step forward, moving closer to her. The other hand was clasped around her waist and pressed her whole body into his arms.

She was about to struggle when she heard his voice ringing faintly in her ears.

"Sometimes, it hurts."

The tips of her fingers on his heart curled, giving up the struggle.

The stretch of alcohol made her top-heavy, and leaning on his arms made her feel much more comfortable.

And this embrace made her feel inexplicably familiar, and even felt at ease.

She buried her head in his chest, nodded slightly, and said, "Then stay." ”

Fu Cheng was stunned for a moment, and confirmed with her again: "Is it really possible?" ”

Loche nodded again in his arms, then pressed his little hands against his chest, and looked up, trying to get out of his arms.

Who knew that he had been looking down at her, she was looking up, the drunk man couldn't control his movements at all, the movement of his head was a little bigger, his lips brushed his chin, and the tip of his nose was rubbing against his lower lip.

Fu Chengshen was already about to follow her into the house, but this little accident caused him to freeze in place.

By the time he could react, he had pressed Loshi against the wall, fixed her chin with one hand, and without hesitation, lowered his head and kissed it.

The familiar touch, and the faint aroma of her body......

There was a brief blank in his brain, and he followed the tip of his tongue to pry open her teeth and quickly conquer the city.

He didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that if there was a pause, she would push him away and refuse him.

He hadn't touched her in a long time, and he had controlled it well, but she shouldn't have been drunk and running to tease him.

He pressed the corner of her lips and opened his mouth to softly call her name: "...... Lohi"

She was pressed uncomfortably by him, and her breath was taken away by him domineeringly, and she agreed in a daze, raising her hand to push him in the chest.

He licked his lower lip and pressed it again.

The big hand grabbed her two hands and lifted them above her head without saying anything, so that she would never have a chance to refuse her again.

Luo Xi was kissed by him for a while, feeling that his mouth was dry, and while he was ventilating, he turned his head and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to drink water." ”

There was a little unconscious greasy in his voice, and he felt coquettish.

He stopped kissing her, pressed the tip of his nose against the tip of her nose, calmed his breath slightly, and rolled his Adam's apple: "Okay, I'll go get you water." ”

It was probably the first time he had offered to do something for her.

He smeared the darkness, found the mineral water provided in the room, unscrewed the bottle cap, and when he looked back for her, he found that she was already lying on the carpet next to the bed.

The body curled up into a small ball, like a small black shadow on the carpet.

He chuckled and had to crouch down: "Go to bed." ”

Loshi's head was so dizzy that he was sleepy.

She rolled over uncomfortably and said in a daze, "I'll sleep here." The patient sleeps in the bed. ”

As he spoke, he shrank to the side, and raised his hand to pat the edge of the bed: "Sleep." ”

Fu Chengshen stood up, squinted his eyes and looked down.

A narrow passage was left between her body and the bed, allowing her movements to come out skillfully.

It's a habit I developed when I slept in the same room with him.

He walked to the edge of the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked down at her on the ground, with a somewhat complicated expression.

She didn't move, and she didn't know if she was asleep.

Do you want...... Sleep with her?

She did not resist his embrace, nor did she resist his kiss, which showed that she was willing to accept him.

What's more, he asked her twice in a row, and she replied clearly, agreeing that he would stay.

What does it mean to stay? Adults tacitly take it.

Fu Chengshen did a good job of psychological construction, stood up, and squatted down in front of her again.

She didn't notice.

He bent down to pick her up, only to feel that she was a lot lighter, no wonder he saw her today, she seemed to be much thinner than before.

It can be seen that she is not having a good time during this time.

He gently laid her on the bed. Then he straightened up and took off his shirt in an orderly manner.

He stared at her face again before pressing it down, scrutinizing her for a moment.

The phone screen glowed dimly, and he could see her slightly fluttering eyelashes and her regularly undulating chest.

She raised her arms high above her head in a gesture that resembled surrender, a little funny, and a little cute.

It was already hot in June, but she was still wearing a long-sleeved skirt, and when she raised her hand, half of her forearm peeked out from the tulle cuffs, revealing the hideous scars on it.

Fu Cheng stared at her for a moment, and then stuck to the wound on her arm.

He lifted his hand and touched the scar lightly with his fingertips.

She didn't react, so it was clear that the wound had long since healed.

It's just that the scars are always there.

No wonder she wears a long-sleeved skirt in the summer.

He withdrew his hand and looked at her for a few more moments, and finally, with a long sigh, got up, picked up the shirt he had casually thrown on the floor, and put it back on.

Of course he can sleep with her now. But what about tomorrow?

Tomorrow, when she is sober and knows that he has sex with her while she is drunk and ignorant, what will she think of him?

Fu Cheng smiled mockingly.

If that's the case, there's a high probability she'll never see him again in her life.

He sat at the head of the bed and looked at her quietly for a few moments.

Her surrender posture did not last long, and she quickly turned over and shrunk herself into a small ball, which was a very insecure expression.

He covered her with a thin quilt, got up, walked to the balcony, lit a cigarette, and smoked silently.

A few lights appeared in the field of vision, presumably the fishing boats that went out to sea at night were fishing, and they quickly passed by.

The sound of the waves sounded one after another, and his heart was numb, and there was a deep sense of powerlessness.

How did he and her get to this point?

When the cigarette burned out, he returned to the room and saw Loshi kicking the thin quilt away.

Not only that, but she was drunk, and it was easier to feel hot, and she kicked her skirt away with one kick or two. Two long legs are exposed unobstructed.

The moonlight fell on her lap through the open balcony door, glowing white and striking.

Fu Chengshen felt that his throat was very thirsty, and his body was also hot.

He picked up the half bottle of water that Loshi hadn't finished, and didn't dislike that she had drunk it, unscrewed the cap, and drank it all up.

Still thirsty, hotter.

Something in his chest was clamoring to break free, and even his heartbeat was out of order.

As a last resort, he turned around and went to the bathroom, took off his clothes and took a shower.

Cold showers.

After rushing for a short time, the heat on his body was barely suppressed.

There was no change of clothes in Lorchy's room, and he didn't want to wear the shirt he had changed, feeling that the heat would come back again.

Standing in the bathroom and hesitating for a moment, he went out shirtless, intending to settle with the bathrobe provided in the room first.

As a result, as soon as he went out, he saw Loshi asleep, and the whole person rolled to the side of the bed, still curled up in a sleeping position, half of his body almost hanging outside, and a large empty space was removed.

It was like a silent invitation to him.

He paused, stared at the blank space on the bed for a moment, then walked over with his foot up, bent down, and touched the back of his hand against Loche's back.

"Sleep in there."

She let out an "um" and didn't react again.

He had to patiently remind her again: "It's going to fall." ”

This time, she didn't even have an "um", and directly began to turn over.

He was startled, and hurriedly reached out and picked her up in the air.

It was just a knee-jerk action, however, after he picked the person up, he didn't take the next step.

Actually, it could have been very simple. He picked up Lohi and placed him in the middle of the bed, then put on his bathrobe and turned to leave the room. There was nothing left.

But Fu Chengshen didn't.

He had no clothes on his upper body.

Although Loshi was wearing a skirt, she didn't sleep honestly, the skirt was rubbed by her, the neckline was open, and most of her chest was about to be exposed.

The two hugged each other like this, skin to skin, and it was difficult not to feel something strange.

Lucky Lohi, she's drunk and sleepy, and she doesn't know it.

only suffered the only sober Fu Chengshen.

The fire that he had managed to calm down was suddenly rekindled, his breathing getting heavier and heavier, and dense beads of sweat came out of his back.

He hugged her and stood by the bedside for a long time, finally making up his mind.

He put her back on the bed, bent over, and kissed her on the lips.

I kissed for a long time and ran out of skills.

Then he took off his shoes, lay down on the bed himself, and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, holding her firmly in his arms.

In this way, I finally have peace of mind.

"Sleep."

He kissed her hair on the back and closed his eyes.