Ten thousand beams of light reflected on the wooden window, making it extremely bright. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info and a small number of beams of light pass through the gaps, and yellowish strips of light are cast on the ground, like a yellow ribbon, dotting the quiet room.

At this time, the room is like the outside scene, and the picture is very warm. I saw Zhuo Yifan lying on the bed, sleeping quietly. And on the edge of his bed, Lin Qingyi was still lying on his side happily, always with a sweet smile on his face. That feeling of pleasure from the heart made her look more beautiful than ever.

Her hand began to hold Zhuo Yifan tightly at some point. And she was still asleep, unaware of it. However, judging from the strength and intimacy with which she held his hand, that hand brought her tranquility and leisure, wholehearted acceptance, and physical and mental pleasure.

Zhuo Yifan also slept soundly at first, he shouldn't have slept so peacefully for a long time. I don't know if it was because he was frightened and delirious, or because he held a hand that allowed him to rest his fate. He now had a heartfelt smile on his face, a feeling of idleness that allowed him to be unrestrained.

However, after all, he had just been frightened a lot, and his consciousness still seemed cramped and oppressive at times. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, awakened by something in the black pool, and he only remembered that he had fled wildly along the way, and he didn't know how many times he had fallen, and he didn't know how many times he had gotten up.

He only remembered that his head was dizzy, everything in front of him was vague, and he just wanted to escape, but he couldn't remember how he escaped in the end.

Only then did he realize that the place where he was lying was soft and comfortable. Could it be that he died, he wondered a little, would it be so comfortable to die?

He rolled his eyes and glanced at the things on it, it was actually a beam, with a beam, it must be a house, and he smiled at the corner of his mouth, this person can live like a living person after he dies?

Because he had been lying down for a long time, his blood was not very smooth, and his legs were numb, which made him have to move, and this required him to use his hands to support him.

At this time, he felt that one of his hands was firmly grasped by something, because he had been lying for a long time, his body was not very flexible, and he could only rub it with his fingers.

It's very slippery, very soft, and very tender, like touching a piece of jade, but it is softer and warmer than jade.

Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but close his eyes, looking very comfortable and enjoyable, as if it was like a hot spring, flowing into his heart, warm and numb......

He stroked it pleasantly, and suddenly touched a few fingers, which made his head shake.

"Why is it a bit like a finger?" he quickly opened his eyes.

Slowly get up and look sideways. The sight really startled him, and he was indeed stroking a pair of hands.

And those hands are indeed very beautiful, slender and white, like onion roots, smooth and delicate, soft as boneless.

And the owner of these hands, lying on his side in front of his couch, he did not see her face clearly, from these hands he felt that the other party must be a very beautiful girl.

Thinking of this, his heart beat wildly, he didn't expect God to favor him so much, and he could have such a beautiful woman with him when he died, he was really happy to die.

Just when he was still fantasizing, Lin Qingyi changed to a side-lying position at this time, just in time to be able to look at Zhuo Yifan.

"Ahh

Zhuo Yifan lowered his head and looked at it, and suddenly screamed in fright.

The voice was too loud, which woke Lin Qingyi up, and when she saw Zhuo Yifan's surprised face, she said nervously: "Zhuo Gongzi, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Zhuo Yifan staring at the hands held by the two of them on the bed, Lin Qingyi instantly understood, and quickly retracted her arm, her fair cheeks flushed again, and she hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look directly at him.

"Shame on the dead! How can I hold Zhuo Gongzi's hand!"

Lin Qingyi secretly buried herself for a while, she was a subtle and delicate girl.

And Zhuo Yifan had a bitter gourd look on his face, pursed the corners of his mouth, and secretly said: "How can this be the case, God, you are playing tricks on me! Where is my beauty? How can I change it to someone who has a habit of dragon yang and likes to break off his sleeves?"

He was very disappointed, and lay down again, shaking his head constantly, looking very annoyed.

This made Lin Qingyi startled again, and raised her head with a red face and said, "What's wrong with Gongzi Zhuo, are you okay?"

Zhuo Yifan bit his upper lip, because the other party was not the beautiful woman he expected, and he also had special hobbies that he couldn't accept, he was extremely disappointed, so he said with a straight face: "I'm fine, but my heart is a little cold." ”

When Lin Qingyi heard this, she mistakenly thought that his hot and cold situation was not completely good, so she quickly stood up and went to cover him with a quilt, she was a gentle and caring girl, different from her senior sister Yu Qingqiu.

"Oops!"

The soles of Lin Qingyi's feet slipped, and a fragrant wind followed, and she actually poured towards Zhuo Yifan's body. The sudden situation made Zhuo Yifan, who was lying on his back on the couch, his eyes couldn't help but stare at him, and his body didn't know how to react.

In this way, Lin Qingyi's two soft red lips were stiffly attached to Zhuo Yifan's lips, and neither of them expected this situation.

Lips met, Lin Qingyi did not get up quickly, but stared at Zhuo Yifan tightly with a pair of big eyes, and Zhuo Yifan also looked at her with a pair of big eyes and a daze for this sudden event.

Her lips are soft, fragrant, and tender, like freshly picked grapes, soft flesh, smooth and moist.

What surprised Zhuo Yifan even more was the refreshing fragrance emanating from her body, which made his head empty.

His lips trembled slightly, and his throat was dry, uncontrollable heat.

Lin Qingyi pressed her hands on his chest, she felt that his chest was very strong, and the rapidly beating heart made her surging with her, and she seemed unable to control her body.

Her beautiful eyes wandered, looking at his dark eyes, she could see herself inside.

The flush of her cheeks made her even more shy, and she quickly straightened up and ran out without looking back.

Running out of the door, she stopped, then looked back a few times, and while hiding her feet, she kept rubbing the corners of her clothes with both hands, very ashamed.

"Lin Qingyi, what are you doing? What a shame!" she said with a pair of eyebrows and pouting.

This was her first kiss, a girl's first kiss, given to a man without any preparation, and she gave it as a man.

And Zhuo Yifan, who was lying on the couch, was even more embarrassed than her at this time, he didn't resist just now, a "man" kissed him, he actually forgot to resist, and a numb feeling appeared in his mind, as if he was enjoying it very much.

Thinking of this now, the other party was a man, and he felt sick again.

"Zhuo Yifan, you actually feel that way, you really like men!" he patted his mouth vigorously.

"It must be a dream, it must be a hallucination......"

"Sleep and wake up!"

So he closed his eyes again and went back to sleep. (To be continued.) )