Chapter 42 Chapter 42 Really attractive
Zhou Li saw that she was drunk and unconscious but still seduced him.
"Do you know who I am?" He didn't move at all, just looked at her quietly.
Lu Rong looked at him with bright eyes, like an ignorant child, and moved closer to him. "I know, you are Zhou Li."
After she finished speaking, she swayed forward and tentatively placed her lips on his, like a dragonfly skimming the water, creating countless ripples on the calm surface of a lake.
Zhou Li placed his palm on the back of her neck, like he was pinching a kitten, and pulled very close to her. "Who do you want to kiss?"
Lu Rong looked at him, moved closer and wanted to kiss him again, but Zhou Li stepped back.
"Speak clearly." The two were so close that even their breathing was entangled, but Lu Rong couldn't touch him. Tears welled in her eyes. "I want to kiss Zhou Li."
"Who do you want to sleep with for the night?"
"I want to sleep with you for one night." She looked up at him, her eyes pure and flawless.
Zhou Li's Adam's apple rolled when he saw this.
So good.
He gently rubbed the back of her neck with his palm and pecked her lips lightly, but just touched her for a moment before leaving.
Lu Rong's eyes were blank, and she looked at him with her lips parted: "Just a kiss?"
"You can't?" Lu Rong asked seriously, "Others can kiss for a long time."
Zhou Li couldn't help but chuckle: "How long is a long time?"
Lu Rong probably felt that he talked too much and didn't want to kiss him anymore, so she reached out to push his shoulder and tried to leave. Zhou Li put his hand around her waist and pushed her back, then lowered his head and kissed her lips again.
The soft lips were rubbed with heat. Lu Rong tilted her head back and her lips and teeth were pushed apart by him. The tip of her tongue was numbed by his sucking, and even her breathing was trapped in her chest.
His tongue plundered every inch of her lips, even touching the tips of her teeth, stirring her nerves.
Lu Rong felt that all the strength in her body had been kissed away by him. Her legs went weak and all the bones in her body melted in the blending breath of the two.
The fire in the body continued to accumulate, traveling throughout the body through the blood, and even the thin and tender skin was covered with flames.
He held her lip beads in his mouth, and his tongue hooked that small place. She hummed softly a few times due to the teasing, and pressed her body against his arms, trying to break the kiss and breathe a little.
But Zhou Li directly pushed her against the table and kissed her again and again without satisfaction: "Long?"
He kissed her long eyelashes, his voice hoarse.
"Hmm." Lu Rong was already drunk from the kiss. Seeing his Adam's apple approaching her lips, she kissed him directly. Her tongue touched it, and her breath extended from the bottom to the top of his lips. Zhou Li's breathing became a little heavier.
She got even more drunk, and she pressed her forehead against his, groaning, "It hurts..."
She frowned slightly, perhaps feeling a little uncomfortable due to the alcohol.
Zhou Li picked her up and put her on the bed. Lu Rong hooked her legs around his waist, turned around, and sat directly under his waist and abdomen, with the hem of her skirt piled up on his waist again.
Lu Rong put her hands on his ears, and was too drunk to speak clearly: "I will teach you... teach you... to repair it."
As she spoke, she reached out to pull his collar, but the drunkard had no idea how to take his clothes off, and when he couldn't get them off, he lowered his head and bit them with his mouth.
Zhou Li just looked at her, holding her hanging hair in his palm and pressing it behind her head. He half-closed his eyes and watched her bite his chest with her lips, leaving wet teeth marks, as if licked by a puppy.
The breath left a trace on her broad chest muscles, and she looked up at him in confusion: "It's not tasty."
She licked her lips, and Zhou Li's eyes darkened. He pressed the back of her head and kissed her lips again. He turned over and pressed her under him: "Teach me what?"
Her red lips had been kissed red, and her eyes were so innocent that people wanted to bully her even more. Her voice was soft: "I'll teach you how to make me cry."
Zhou Li's Adam's apple moved, and he pinched her face: "Say it again?"
"You made me cry...Zhou Li." She put her belt next to his hand.
Zhou Li raised the corner of his lips, holding her waist, biting the hand she extended, licking her fingertips, and moistening her. His eyes were no longer calculating, but full of aggression: "I promise... to make you cry."
Lu Rong was able to laugh at first, but later she bit his shoulder hard and sobbed.
Zhou Li's two fingers were so hot that they were about to melt as he listened to the crying sounds beside his ears.
He kissed her flushed face: "Do you like it?"
Lu Rong shook his head: "No, don't."
Her words were filled with sobs, and tears fell from the corners of her red eyes and fell into his chest.
He kissed her ruby-colored ear: "Rongrong looks so beautiful when she cries."
He was even more unable to extricate himself than she was.
Later, Lu Rong couldn't even cry, her voice was hoarse, and she could only be imprisoned by him and unable to escape.
The waist seemed to become the most tempting string in his palm, and those who were entangled with it could not stop.
The alcohol was finally washed away.
But Lu Rong's last consciousness was just rubbing his neck, closing her eyes contentedly and falling asleep.
Seeing that her blush had not yet faded, Zhou Li gently touched her with his fingertips. Her body was extremely sensitive, and she trembled slightly at the touch, and even tears appeared in the corners of her eyes.
It slid down her pink cheeks and hung at her chin.
"Why are you crying so miserably?" He whispered, lowering his head to wipe away the salty tear, staring at her sleeping form, a little surprised, "You are really seductive."
Now he knew that his desires were uncontrollable.
If she hadn't thought about the unpredictable consequences of the evil spirit entering her body, given her current level of cultivation,
Now he is not so embarrassed anymore.
He looked at the quilt he had thrown at the foot of the bed. It was completely wet.
There are too many sensitive places on Lu Rong's body. She will tremble violently if she is touched slightly, and she also likes to do it.
She likes to pull his hand and press it on her sensitive parts and let him play with them.
Her frankness made him even more unrestrained.
Zhou Li got up, cleaned the dirty quilt, covered Lu Rong with it, and wrung out a handkerchief to wipe her face.
After thinking about it, I called for some hot water and wanted to give her a bath.
When the water came, he bent down, picked up Lu Rong and put her into the water.
Lu Rong was awakened, and with dazed eyes, she saw Zhou Li's face. Perhaps the alcohol had not yet completely worn off, and she was a little confused. She mumbled, "I haven't taught you the art of dual cultivation yet."
Zhou Li didn't understand what she wanted to say, so he just put her into the warm water.
Lu Rong's head, which was already dazed after soaking in the hot water, became even more confused: "Zhou Li, you are so stupid! You even need me to teach you how to sleep with a woman."
"Your two active ones are just for show!"
Zhou Li: “?”
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