Keihoku at night.

Maybach rear seat, the bezel slowly rises.

Lou Ruan raised her slender and white hand, and the light of the city at night was refracted through the car window, and in all kinds of light and shadow, she grabbed the corner of Xie Yanli's black clothes, tilted her head and kissed the other party's thin lips.

Above the meticulous wind and discipline buckle, the cold white and full Adam's apple rolls gently.

Xie Yanli lowered his eyes, and his palm fell on her waist.

The slender arms climbed up to his shoulders and kissed the skin on the side of his neck.

She kissed slowly and gently, as if to soothe.

As if to save his favorite Adam's apple last, the tender white fingertips only stayed there for two seconds before skimming it, leaning up and kissing his smooth chin and lips.

She knelt on either side of him, the hem of her gauzy white dress slightly rolled up, and she sat on his lap, her hands tightly wrapped around his neck.

"Thank you."

The light cherry lips are like a part.

Her eyelashes were wet, and the tears that hung from her eyelashes were about to fall.

"Hmm." He looked at her with his eyelashes down and whispered.

The arms around his neck fell, carefully holding his face, soft lips touching his lip flap, "...... Will I be, not quite what you think, will I not be as good as you think. ”

"No," he said in a deep voice as his palm landed on her waist, refraining from kissing deeply, just touching her lips with his eyes down, and in a deep voice, "Mr. Tart is as good as I thought." ”

Lou Ruan's eyelashes twitched, the Weibo account of the sour orange was very early, so early that she didn't even remember what year she registered it.

Before she went to college, that account had always been like a tree hole for her, what books she read, what she ate, and how she was in her mood......

Although they didn't know each other before, he didn't know her at all.

She sniffed and buried her head in his neck, "When did you know that......"

Obviously it has nothing to do with her name.

How the hell did you find it.

"Freshman year of high school." Xie Yanli raised his hand, his fingers clasped her soft hair, and smoothed her very lightly.

At that time, she had no fans on Weibo, and he didn't dare to pay attention, sometimes he would click on it several times a day to watch it.

Once, I accidentally liked it and canceled it quickly.

I was worried about being seen by her, and I thought it would be better to let her see it.

She leaned on his shoulder and whimpered, "It's stupid, stupid..."

Xie Yanli turned his head, and his lips lightly pressed against her hair: "Don't you like it?" ”

Lou Ruan turned her head with red eyes, her eyes were shining with water, her long and dense eyelashes flashed, and the tears hanging on them fell, she held his face, lowered her eyes and kissed it:

"I like it."

She kissed him on the lips and murmured:

"I like you, I like you."

"I like you so much."

The car drove into the underground parking lot, and Lou Ruan leaned back slightly with the downhill movement of the car, and was suddenly hugged back.

His hands landed on her waist, and he suddenly kissed it with a strong sense of aggression, and his lips and tongue were frighteningly hot.

Lou Ruan could only hold his head up, forced to accept his somewhat vicious kisses.

The car circled around in the underground garage and finally stopped at the right place.

The back seat bezel is still up.

Xiao Qin, who was in the driver's seat in front, got out of the car directly very sensibly and did not disturb the people behind.

Lou Ruan sat on Xie Yanli's lap, and she was held in his arms like this, kissing for an unknown amount of time as the car turned, until her breath was completely plundered.

She was softly let go and held tightly in her arms again.

Xie Yanli's hot palm fell on her back and waist, as if to rub her into the bones and blood.

Because of the lack of oxygen, Lou Ruan was stunned for two seconds, her chin was lowered on his shoulder, and she exhaled twice before rubbing forward:

"I like you the most."

"Since then, I have always liked you."

Because she had just kissed, her breath was uneven, with a little subtle beauty, but she was very restrained, which made people unable to restrain themselves.

Xie Yanli closed his eyes, every word she said, every tear that fell tonight, made his chest shake.

He turned her face, her shadow reflected in his dark eyes, and his voice was hoarse, "Say it again." ”

"Squish, say it again."

Lou Ruan's eyelashes flashed, her lips touched lightly, and her hoarse voice was hot and sweet, "Thank you, I love you." ”

"You can always confirm with me in the future."

Her lips and tongue were sealed again, and her hand was clasped by jade-carved fingers, and her tongue was intertwined, rubbing, and trembling.

She was carried, and the skirt piled between her legs rolled up at some point, revealing her fair calves.

Xie Yanli's chest rose and fell slightly, he lowered his eyes and pulled her skirt, calming down a little, "Go home." ”

Lou Ruan raised her reddish eyes to look at him, because she had cried, the tip of her nose was red, and her head rubbed over.

The lips that were kissed red were pressed again, and the kiss landed on his chin, "Thank you." ”

He had already raised his hand to open the car door.

The man in his arms was carried down by him.

She leaned over with a small movement, biting the tip of his ear in the deserted parking lot.

The man who had just straightened up was stunned.

But it was only a very light bite, and she rubbed it again, her arms obediently wrapped around him, her snort fell on his neck, and the heat rushed down the skin to the limbs, and she whispered in his ear, "This time, can I get you?" ”

“…… I won't fail to cherish it. ”

She leaned over again, gently grinding the skin of his neck.

Xie Yanli hugged her, his body raised his feet slightly, and his voice was hoarse, "...... There was no ...... at home."

She hung on top of him, her hands hooked around his neck, her head buried in his shoulder, and her voice was muffled:

"We're married."

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There was a knock on the door behind him.

It made a loud noise just as it was about to dawn.

Lou Ruan was pressed against the door and kissed, and she reached out indiscriminately to untie the wind buckle under his Adam's apple.

But the fingers seem to be soft, and they can't be untied.

The Adam's apple, which had been rubbed by her fingers, swallowed imperceptibly.

Xie Yanli raised his hand and untied the wind clasp with one hand.

The glasses on the bridge of the nose were taken off and thrown on the shoe cabinet, and they were quickly knocked down and fell to the floor.

She was picked up and walked to the couch while kissing.

There was no light on in the room, but she could still see his deep silhouette as it was about to dawn.

Breathing thins out.

The hem of her white skirt fluttered slightly, and the touch made her feel the evidence of the other party's emotion.

Of course he could feel hers too.

Lou Ruan was held in his arms, and the soft white skirt slipped off.

Xie Yanli's eyes dimmed completely, and his fingertips were damp.

She tilted her head slightly, her snow-white slender neck like a swan.

The clear eyes contain confusion and distraction.

A hoarse voice came from below, falling into Lou Ruan's ears, as if it was coming from far, far away.

She heard him say, "It's so soft. ”

Xie Yanli raised his hand, his eyes darkened.

His softness is soft everywhere.