Luo Lingyu was panting, her face was as beautiful as peach blossoms in March. She felt sweet in her heart, but also angry:

——This person!

This guy is really mean. He asked her if she was willing, and when she was about to say "no", he kissed her and asked her to try it. Try it, and then answer. And this guy looked so romantic and passionate. When he gently held a girl's face and kissed her, which woman could refuse?

Luo Lingyu was mesmerized by his deep affection. She put her arms around his neck and smiled slightly.

The smile was sweet, with some girlish shyness, and followed like fate.

Lu Yun's peach blossom eyes narrowed as he watched her approach him softly and hug his neck affectionately. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the girl in his arms raised her head and kissed his Adam's apple, then nodded shyly, "I do."

Her Adam's apple was brushed by the tip of someone's tongue, and Lu Yun's hand that was pressing on Luo Lingyu's hair suddenly exerted force. His blood boiled and his eyes lit up with desire.

Luo Lingyu's eyes flickered, and if she was willing, she would pretend to be completely dependent. She buried herself in his arms and sobbed, ignoring the anger she provoked him. She closed her eyes shyly: "Brother Xuechen, I'm still injured, please be gentle, okay?"

"Brother Xuechen, I heard it hurts. You won't hurt me, will you?"

Lu Yun panted violently and hooked his arm around her waist. His strength suddenly became so strong that he seemed to break the girl's waist. Luo Lingyu just whimpered once before being blocked by his lips. Lu Yun held her horizontally in his arms, and when he stood up, his steps staggered, and he staggered towards the inner room between the beds blocked by the screen.

Fairy.

Like a naive enchantress from the forest who has just entered the mortal world. She is charming, beautiful, and yet charming and seductive. Whether it is intentional or unintentional, it is always her.

It's all her!

…

The heavy snow in the sky and earth did not melt. Due to the war, this post station was deserted. At this time, only Lu Sanlang, a senior official, was entertained. Late at night, the snow still did not stop. The petty officials closed the doors and windows in sorrow, blew out the candles, and went upstairs to sleep. They prayed in their dreams, praying that the war would not burn here and this post station would not be abandoned.

In the house, the bed curtains were pulled down, and the shadow of the lamp was cast on the curtains, stretching out at once, then becoming shorter. Looking closely, the curtains were like waves, flying and swaying. Rising and falling, the waves rolled up white waves, and the layers of light and shadows hid the muddy and low voices of men and women behind the curtains.

Lu Yun pinched Luo Lingyu's waist.

She leaned over the quilt, her shoulder blades were very beautiful. His hand was placed between them, moving down along the well-proportioned jade bones. They were winding and spreading, like the wings of a butterfly. He touched them, she shook them, and the butterfly bones seemed to be about to break away from the flesh and fly away.

The dimple on the waist is a little rounder, like a bead rolling over and leaving a dimple mark, hooked at the place where the tailbone and buttocks meet. Pressing the finger, the fingertips are clear and smooth, and Lu Saburo's eyes are extremely bright, as if burning everything——

It turned out that she had a beautiful body and not as ugly as he had imagined.

She turned her head slightly, and was caught off guard, so she was forced to raise her neck to accept his intimate kiss.

That's what Lu Saburo is like.

He said he didn't care whether she lost her virginity or not, he didn't want to hear her say it, but he wanted to see it for himself. Lu Yun was jealous, angry, and painful. He comforted Luo Lingyu verbally, but the thorn in his heart couldn't be removed, so he had to know what was going on. And she didn't know what she had experienced in the past few days, so she must have some psychological shadows. The longer this shadow was delayed, the more hidden dangers there would be. Lu Yun gradually lost his patience and gradually didn't want to see so many admirers around her. Lu Yun had to eliminate this hidden danger from the beginning.

This night must be extremely good, extremely beautiful, and extremely gorgeous.

From then on, the first man she thought of who had made love with her was him; it could only be him.

Lu Yun suppressed his true thoughts and stroked Luo Lingyu's long neck like plucking the strings of a musical instrument. He lit a fire and set it off, accidentally seeing her beautiful, passionate face. She blossomed like a flower, and Lu Yun's heart was empty, and he immediately kissed her without caring. Lu Yun said hoarsely: "Oh... Brother loves you so much, brother's soul is about to die..."

The fire ignited, engulfing the girl under him. The girl's shoulders trembled, and her wet long hair was held in her mouth. She had a face like a lotus and a waist like a willow. He moved, and she whimpered. Her face and body were all red, and her water droplets trembled, as if she was extremely uncomfortable and extremely suppressed. In that tug, another kind of careless but unignorable emptiness and desire swept over her unprecedentedly, surrounding her and tempting her.

There was sweat on his forehead, but not just on his forehead.

Everything happened naturally.

Things between men and women are basically like this.

The sound of the raindrops is like summer rain soaking the lotus pond. The fragrance of the lotus pond shrouds the world, and it is pure and beautiful for all eternity. The lotus leaves are emerald green, and round dewdrops are rolling on the big leaves. The rain curtain urges the dewdrops to roll, and flow to the edge of the lotus leaves little by little. It is such a fresh and tacit beauty in the world.

Suddenly the rain became heavier and came pouring down.

The dewdrops and lotus leaves were pulled into the depths of the lotus pond, where the green was lush and green, covering the sky and the ground. Ripples were swaying on the lotus pond, but the most beautiful lotus leaf and the dewdrops on it were missing.

…

Once you get used to it, gentleness turns into wildness.

My waist seemed to be broken and my soul was knocked out of my body.

She cried and sobbed, begged in a sad voice, and kept saying "it hurts".

Lu Yunchu said: "Brother won't touch your leg, it won't hurt...it hurts so badly, I'll apply some medicine on you later."

After a while, his voice became hoarse: "Sister, lift your legs and move. After all, you have learned to dance, how can you be as stiff as a piece of wood?"

When the conversation was interrupted, he kissed the tears from her eyes, sighing and begging: "Sister, you are so kind. I will give my life to you. Please don't cry. Don't be so nervous... My dear sister, your tears will break my heart..."

Later, he could no longer speak, only panting heavily. The sighs from his throat were low and deep, thick and deep, eating at Luo Lingyu's heart. He was extremely passionate and fierce, and his self-control, which he was proud of, was defeated by her. And under his comfort, Luo Lingyu slowly tasted a little bit of fun.