The girl's freshly washed hair was fluffy and soft, her black hair was hanging down, and a few strands touched Fu Jin's skin, which was entangled.

The dryness in my heart is even stronger, and it seems that I can only get close to the girl to relieve it a little.

The man's fingers slid down Wen Yao's neck.

Wen Yao was still wearing a bathrobe, and with Fu Jin's movements, the placket was staggered, revealing a piece of delicate snow-white skin.

"Yaoyao, I'll give myself to you, okay?"

The red lips were close to the girl's earlobe, and the warm breath sprayed on the neck.

Fu Jin has always restrained her intimate actions with the girl.

Because he sensed Wen Yao's skin hunger.

It's obviously a shy girl who blushes so much that she can't do it when she kisses, but she always looks at him with such longing eyes.

Fu Jin studied this symptom a little when she was a Ph.D. student.

He knew that people with skin hunger would only crave more and more if they weren't appeased.

He's not a decent man.

His restraint is a temptation that has been quenched with poison.

Wen Yao's body trembled, her eyelashes kept fluttering, and her whole person was like duckweed being slapped by raindrops, as if she was about to melt into the rain in the next second.

She heard herself say, "Okay." ”

There was only one table lamp in the room, which was casually lowered by the man, and under the dim light, the shadows of the two were intertwined.

"Call me what?" The man's gasps were heavy.

Wen Yao no longer had the strength to speak, and replied intermittently: "Doctor Fu......"

Fu Jin's eyes were red, and she coaxed: "It's my husband." ”

"Old ...... Husband ......"

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Wen Yao didn't dare to look at Dr. Fu's eyes that were like fog, and all that was reflected in them was herself with a red face.

The ambiguity of a room turns into a lingering spring.

For the first time, the rabbit demon knew that the way humans expressed their affection was more than just kissing.

The system, which finally replied to a wave of messages, thought about the blackening value of the fragments, and was a little uneasy.

System: Let me see what the dear host is up to.

Mosaic?

Oh, and mosaics generally only block that kind of picture, so the host is doing the shards, and it's okay...... Wait a minute?

"Pupil earthquake with high magnitude .jpg"

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Fu Jin went out to work less and less, and the time became shorter and shorter.

More often than not, he just gets tired of being at home with her, and stays there all day.

Occasionally, Wen Yao will also wonder: Who is the social terrorist?

According to the habits of human couples, she lived in Fu Jin's room, and the two of them slept in the same bed.

If you get too close every day, the rabbit demon will inevitably be tempted by Dr. Fu's beauty, and often come up to kiss and hug her.

At first, she took the initiative, and then it always evolved into ...... Some deeper intimacy.

Wen Yao had tried to convince Dr. Fu to be temperate.

But every time at this time, Fu Jin's flaxen-colored pupils would be dyed with water, and she said in her ear hoarse and a little aggrieved: "Yaoyao doesn't want to be closer to me more?" ”

Rabbit Demon: Disarm and surrender.

Occasionally, Wen Yao will also wonder: Who is skin hunger?

The system's summary of this is correct, pertinent, and bloody: host, fragments are eager to grow on you.

But no matter how sticky Fu Jin is to him, there will always be an end of the holiday.

Qingdao University is about to start school.

Wen Yao's admission letter had already arrived in the mail, and she had already applied for off-campus housing, so she didn't have any luggage to pack, but she still had to report on time.

Doctor Fu seems to have something to do today, and he hasn't come back after going out for two hours.