Ge Wushuang put Wu Qingya on the only wooden bed in the house, but he didn't expect the bed to make a 'creaking' sound and it had the momentum of falling apart.

Although he was mentally prepared, there was still a hurdle in Ge Wushuang's heart that he couldn't overcome, he didn't want to take possession of Yaya like this before she really recovered her memory...

Wu Qingya was extremely uncomfortable, a large roll, Ge Wushuang quickly scooped her up again, and the bed collapsed like this...

Looking around the room with frustration, this wooden house is not ordinary dilapidated, and the roof is also broken one after another, it seems that it has been shelved for many years, but the room is empty except for the collapsed wooden bed.

The autumn breeze at night was still a little cool, and Ge Wushuang hugged Wu Qingya with one hand and wanted to hold her little hand that kept moving, and he was really tossed and choked along the way. The wooden door was also dilapidated, and he had to gently close it with his feet to block the autumn wind outside, and he had every reason to suspect that if his feet were a little stronger, the door would end up like a bed.

Of course, at this moment, it is best to pray that there will be no sudden strong wind, otherwise the wooden door will be useless.

After carefully taking off his robe and laying it on the ground, he put Wu Qingya on it, just when Wu Qingya just lay down and he was about to straighten his waist, a delicate arm hooked his neck, and when Ge Wushuang was not ready for any psychological preparation, his soft and delicate lips had already taken the initiative to come up.

Hmm~ Ge Wushuang opened his mouth in surprise, and a pair of dexterous little tongues took the opportunity to reach in, this was the third kiss between them, but it was also the second time that Ge Wushuang was forcibly kissed by her when she was unconscious. However, he knew in his heart that this time would be different.

Wu Qingya's scorching heat, the heat all over her body indicates her urgent need, her hands have begun to grope up and down completely restlessly, Wu Qingya only knows where to grasp and where to grasp, when her hand can be pinched hard, Ge Wushuang's eyes changed, "Yaya, you are playing with fire at the moment, do you know?"

However, regardless of whether Wu Qingya is playing with fire or not, everything tonight has already been doomed because she has been addicted/love drugs, isn't it? Whether this should be said to be a creation or a love from God, everything can only be determined by the future.

"I, I'm going to ~ give ~ give it to me!" This medicine is really powerful, if it were someone else, where would I have to wait until now, I'm afraid I would have asked for it too much or died violently, and it was really difficult for her to be able to hold on until now.

The clothes on her body were simply worn, and after all the way and her own restless pulling, there was no need for Ge Wushuang to do it himself, and the white shoulders and snow-white snow peaks were already in full view.

In any case, Ge Wushuang is a man, how can he be indifferent to such a beautiful scenery at the moment, not to mention that the woman in front of him is still his beloved, besides, after Wu Qingya's unconscious 'teasing/teasing', at this moment he already needs to overcome reason.

The moment he leaned down, a white undershirt flew up open, and then fell to cover the two intertwined/intertwined smooth slippery.

There is no need for any pre-play, since this is also the first time for Song Wushuang, so he doesn't know the importance of pre-play/play in his consciousness, but for the time being, everything before can be regarded as the preparation of the pre-play, so at this moment, whether it is him or the eager Wu Qingya, they are enough to integrate with each other.

There was no unexpected pain exclaimed, or maybe the feeling brought to her at this moment was far more comfortable than pain, Wu Qingya's mouth came from a burst of pleasure that was higher than a burst, and at the same time, the nails scraped over Ge Wushuang's sturdy back and swiped finger marks, Ge Wushuang gently bit her earlobe, "Damn little goblin", but in exchange for Wu Qingya's trembling again and again, the whole person hugged his body fiercely, as if he didn't want to have any gaps split.

At this moment, no one noticed that the moonlight, which was already bright and round, was shining through the holes in the tattered and pitted roofs on the sweating people in the house, and the light was shining above them, gradually becoming bright and translucent from faint and transparent.

The coquettish voice moaned/groaned louder than the other, and Ge Wushuang's face was called by her like a red apple, but it was a pity that Wu Qingya missed his rare shy look~

The voice became louder and louder, and Ge Wushuang had no choice but to take her mouth into her mouth, so she worked harder, adding more and more to the feeling of the two of them from body to soul.

With a low cry and a moan in his mouth, the two of them arrived at the place where they wanted to die at the same time.

Ge Wushuang didn't dare to indulge in the pleasure that she had never felt before, but endured the strangeness of her heart and body and carefully observed Wu Qingya's expression, the abnormal blush on her face caused by the fascination/emotion/drug had faded, and the flush left behind was the normal crimson after the excitement/emotion.

Just as Ge Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief, he happened to notice the strangeness above his body, and when he looked up, he happened to see the fading light and the moonlight that drifted away. Ge Wushuang frowned, what was the matter with Fang Cai's light?

However, he was not given a chance to think about it at all, and in just a few seconds, the person under him had obviously saved enough energy, although the toxins in his body had been cured, how could the medicinal properties disappear so easily?

Don't look at Ge Wushuang's usually cool and unsmiling appearance, but he really has no experience in this matter, his blushing face is in stark contrast to Wu Qingya's initiative, next time, next time he must change from passive to active, how can this kind of thing let Yaya take the lead? Ge Wushuang thought with annoyance.

Because he didn't have any experience, Wu Qingya's gentle 'teasing/teasing' was enough to make him impulsive again...

I don't know how many rounds later, Wu Qingya's body temperature and flushing finally faded completely, and a lot of strenuous exercise finally made her fall asleep after feeling tired and prostrating.

It's just that she never expected that the moment she closed her eyes, although her soft call was very low, it did not escape Song Wushuang's ears.

Ge Wushuang's hands hugged her tightly, I don't know if it was because he was afraid of hurting her and being afraid that she would catch a cold on her back, so he trembled with his empty hands, or if that call made him tremble with excitement, in short, Song Wushuang, who seemed to be omnipotent, was as dusty and handsome as a god like a male god, and his eyes were covered with a layer of fog.