oxygen inhalation
"Stop fooling around." Pan Yue's voice was slightly hoarse, suppressing a dangerous undercurrent.
“I wasn’t making a fuss,” Zhu Shiyi turned her head away, shrank her neck, and rubbed her wrist, which was restrained. “It was just a kiss. You’re not used to it yet.”
Pan Yue chuckled lightly, causing a slight tremor in the air. He rubbed the soft back of her neck, his slightly rough hand sliding to behind her ear, kneading it gently, a dark glint flashing in his hawk-like eyes in the night.
"What else do you want to do that I'm already used to?"
The sleepiness that had been roused by the noise vanished completely, replaced by an unspoken expectation, flickering and obscure.
"I'll have to think about that," Zhu Shiyi pondered, her shoulders involuntarily hunching under the gentle pressure of her ear tips. "How about... I check your phone?"
The kneading motion paused for a moment.
“…Take it.” Pan Yue’s voice suddenly became clear and bright. He moved quickly, grabbed the phone, and turned on a small lamp.
"Aren't you going to check mine?" Zhu Shiyi said casually as he unlocked his phone with his fingerprint. "Aren't you afraid I'll be secretly chatting with some handsome young man?"
Pan Yue snorted coldly.
I trust you.
Despite his nice words, he still picked up Zhu Shiyi's phone. He didn't check WeChat, but opened the video app, glanced at the accounts and favorites, and thought, "Great, no abs guy."
I randomly scrolled to the likes page.
......
His back teeth were making a faint creaking sound. "You like this one?"
Zhu Shiyi glanced at the video; the boy in the video was fair-skinned and smiling brightly at the camera.
“Yes,” she said deliberately, “young, sunny men, full of energy, how wonderful!”
Pan Yue gave a low "hmm" and remained silent, as if he were agreeing.
So good-tempered?
Zhu Shiyi, skeptical, swiped her phone screen and said, "Actually, I like this one too. Wearing a suit and tie, he looks incredibly handsome, like a domineering CEO!"
"Which CEO would make you watch this kind of video?"
Sensing a hint of sourness, just what she wanted, Zhu Shiyi raised an eyebrow: "It doesn't matter, as long as they're willing to put in the effort for me."
Pan Yue didn't even hum in response.
He scrolled down again and found another video of a man with abs. This time it was even more explicit. The man in the video was completely naked from the waist up, and his pants were so low they were practically touching the ground. If he scrolled any further down, his account would be banned immediately.
A nameless fire rose in his chest. Pan Yue glanced at Zhu Shiyi, who was lying face down on the bed, her chin resting on her hands, her toes swinging back and forth, smiling at him slyly and triumphantly.
Pan Yue narrowed his eyes, casually grabbed one of her ankles, and quelled her arrogant and aggressive behavior.
"Who promised not to look at this mess online anymore?"
"I don't care who it is," Zhu Shiyi stuck out her tongue. "Anyway, it's not me. I only promise you to delete my favorites."
Pan Yue gritted his teeth silently, tickled the girl's sole as a punishment, which made her dodge away.
"Just looking," Zhu Shiyi said, shaking off her. "I'm a decent person, not a womanizer. Isn't it normal to see these things? Haven't you ever seen beautiful women before?"
"No."
"Really?" Zhu Shiyi was secretly pleased, but also a little skeptical. He turned to look at Pan Yue, whose expression remained unchanged and who didn't seem to be lying.
She opened Pan Yue's mobile video app and looked at the favorites and likes section. There was nothing there. Even the browsing history was full of industry news and social hot topics. The slightly less serious ones were game recordings and videos of fixing horse hooves.
Zhu Shiyi didn't understand: "Why are you watching videos of pedicures for horses?"
"Decompress".
"Can looking at this really relieve stress?"
"good."
Fixing horse hooves relieves stress? Wouldn't watching something that meets physiological needs be even more stress-relieving? Even if it's not for stress relief, the most basic human needs are food and sex; he'll always need to watch something with a touch of eroticism!
Seeing Pan Yue's serious expression, Zhu Shiyi felt rebellious and tried browsing again in a different browser. Good heavens, it was still incognito browsing, with no browsing history, no search history, and not even a trace of bookmarks!
"You really don't watch anything?" Zhu Shiyi exclaimed, both surprised and amazed. Was it really because she was too lewd?
Pan Yue chuckled, silently raised his gaze, propped his head up with his elbows on the pillow, looking lazy and casual.
You seem very disappointed.
"Bullshit! Your eyesight is bad, you can't see clearly without your glasses," Zhu Shiyi retorted, her finger accidentally swiping across the screen.
It immediately enters the hidden space of the bookmarks.
......
Her brain was so hot from the heat on her face that she couldn't help but open her mouth, her eyes wide open.
"you......"
Pan Yue was stunned for a moment, then reached out to grab the phone. Zhu Shiyi dodged quickly, but accidentally clicked on it again. The video automatically played the historical progress, showing the male and female protagonists twisted together, one in front of the other. The woman was kneeling on the sofa, one hand supporting herself on the back of the chair, while the other hand was being pulled straight by the man.
She tilted her head back, revealing her slender neck. Two water droplets trembled and swayed in front of her. Suddenly, her soft waist collapsed. Under the sweep of the hurricane, the world was nothing but a white blur.
In an instant, Zhu Shiyi felt her hair stand on end and was stunned. She stared intently at her phone, not daring to blink.
"...Are you very interested?"
The low, husky voice drew her attention. Zhu Shiyi glanced sideways and saw Pan Yue looking up at her intently. He tore away his thick, fan-like eyelashes, and she could clearly see the desire surging within his dark eyes, like magma hidden at the bottom of the sea, churning and surging.
A gust of cold air rushed into her lungs, and her neck inexplicably trembled. Zhu Shiyi subconsciously shook her head and quickly dropped her phone.
"I didn't, aren't you annoying me!" She was so embarrassed that she threw herself into his arms and punched him.
The accusation, spoken softly, sounded like a coquettish complaint.
Pan Yue swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing.
"Isn't it you who insisted on looking for my things?"
The sound doesn't need to be suppressed; it's incredibly deep.
"..." Zhu Shiyi's momentum immediately weakened. She snorted, unconvinced, "It's all because you won't admit it!"
"I didn't deny it."
Zhu Shiyi choked.
Hold!
We have to say something to turn the tide.
“I heard online,” she said, raising her face slightly, speaking her mind, “that men are seventy after twenty-five, and you, a thirty-year-old seventy-year-old man, are definitely past your prime.”
Pan Yue squinted and pinched her cheeks with one large hand.
"......no?"
He lowered his head and moved slightly closer.
“…That’s right!” Zhu Shiyi proudly raised her head, ignoring her disordered breathing, “Otherwise, how could I feel at ease sleeping in the same bed with you?”
“…Heh.” Pan Yue laughed angrily, then tightened his grip, forcing her to look directly at him.
"Look carefully," he said, locking her gaze in his own, his free arm encircling her slender waist, "am I safe or not?"
On the corner of the bed, the video on her phone was still playing, with occasional gasps and moans from a man and a woman echoing in her ears and pounding in her heart.
Zhu Shiyi turned her head to dodge, but couldn't escape. Her breath trembled unconsciously, and she bit her cherry lips without thinking. The stinging sensation brought her back to her senses, reminding her of the path she faced next—
On one side was the clear, familiar, warm bed of cotton wool;
On the other side was a hidden, unfamiliar, dangerous, and mysterious light.
Zhu Shiyi had a variety of thoughts running through his mind, which he couldn't quite put into words, but he could easily grasp the most straightforward and clear feeling.
She craved that mystery, and even if it was dangerous, she wanted to take the risk.
"Pan Yue".
Zhu Shiyi opened his mouth slightly, his eyes sparkling, showing a mixture of clarity and confusion.
"I love you very much." Her tone was solemn and firm, stripping away all slickness and cunning, revealing the girl's most sincere and intense desires.
I love you so much.
The floodwaters breached the dikes, overwhelming the last line of defense, causing utter collapse in an instant. Pan Yue gripped her chin and pulled it upwards, forcing her to tilt her head back and endure lips filled with love and desire. His fiery tongue forcefully penetrated her, silencing her moans and hissing as he sucked.
The kisses grew stronger and stronger, but Pan Yue still wasn't satisfied. He grabbed her wrist, flipped her over, and pinned her down, trapping her in a cage between his arms and the bed, relentlessly devouring her sweet, fresh saliva.
......
The invasion in his mouth was suddenly withdrawn, and everything seemed to be restored to freedom. Zhu Shiyi instinctively took deep breaths, and the deeper he breathed, the emptier his chest felt.
She trembled, involuntarily raising her head to offer her warm, soft lips to his mouth. Pan Yue satisfied her, opening his lips to kiss her collarbone, sliding and pausing, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, nibbling and sucking.
The itching on her skin struck her nerves, instantly breaking down her mental defenses. Her seductive murmurs broke free of her inhibitions, crushing the girl's inner reserve. All she wanted was to share a passionate encounter with the man who was in control of her.
Pan Yue kissed her lips again, feeding her mouth mouthful by mouthful of his extremely hot breath, both surging and restrained.
“…Baby.” Pan Yue’s voice was low and husky, incredibly sexy, and Zhu Shiyi couldn’t resist.
“…Mmm.” She answered sweetly, her voice very soft. Pan Yue rarely called her that, finding it cheesy, but he did so twice tonight.
“Baby,” he brushed aside her disheveled long hair, grabbed the collar of her pajamas, and casually reached down, “Do you want it?”
Zhu Shiyi's face burned intensely; she bit her lip, unable to answer.
He went deeper, and Zhu Shiyi couldn't help but tremble. Pan Yue stopped moving and kissed her gently as if to comfort her, but he didn't pull his hand away.
The burning heat of my palms pressed against my chest, and the dull itch in my lower abdomen grew stronger and stronger.
Encircling his neck in a kissing gesture, Zhu Shiyi tilted her head and kissed his earlobe; feeling a warm breath near her ear, Pan Yue followed suit and lightly kissed her earlobe as well.
Zhu Shiyi tilted her head, took his mouth into her mouth, and turned the words she was too shy to say into action, raising her neck to allow him to explore as he pleased.
The hand in front of me tightened, the fingertips hooked, the sound of kissing water swirled in my brain, the subtle moisture seeped into my chest and struck my heart.
Pan Yue hooked his arm around hers and pushed up the corner of her clothes. Zhu Shiyi hugged him tightly, her heart pounding in her chest. He patted her head reassuringly and then pulled her away with a little force.
My skin kissed the air for a moment, slightly cold, but the next second I was embraced, my whole body pressed against him, the embrace warm and soft, with snowballs from the sacred mountain in front of me.
The night was dark, with only a faint light filtering through the cracks in the doors and windows. Zhu Shiyi's eyelids twitched slightly as she mustered her courage and opened her eyes. Pan Yue's gaze was lowered, his deep black pupils reflecting a white-pink light.
She closed her eyes in embarrassment for a moment, then pushed his head away, saying, "Don't look..."
"Um."
Pan Yue grabbed her hand and pushed aside her obstruction.
In the touch, in the listening, in the corner of her eye, every rub, every kiss, every breath, was a direct expression of desire, burning her with passion.
The person holding her loosened their grip, and Zhu Shiyi instinctively leaned forward to be hugged, not wanting him to leave.
"Sweetheart," Pan Yue kissed her forehead, "I'll get a condom."
Zhu Shiyi's ears burned, and she gave a soft, muffled "hmm," but she was unwilling to let go of his hand, wanting only to hide in the safe garden he had created.
Pan Yue didn't let go. He grabbed her slender arms and wrapped them around his neck. His strong forearms held her tightly, and he lifted the girl, who seemed to have no bones. Her slender body curved in the air, her skin as white as jade, as beautiful as a crescent moon.
It's so beautiful that you want to destroy it.
He lifted her up by her waist and hips, showering her with kisses that drained her of all strength. It was forceful and invasive, yet she felt full and safe.
No matter how much she acted up, Pan Yue always gave in to her.
But tonight, he's different;
She wanted to respect this difference and relinquish all control to him.
Pan Yue controlled her hand, guiding it downwards and leading her to move her hand, to grasp or knead it.
Zhu Shiyi closed his eyes tightly, and suddenly felt a chill on his collarbone as he placed a small plastic bag on it.
There's no going back now.
"......"
Long hair was tossed into the pristine white bed, a broad body pressed against the snow-white skin, and they embraced, sinking into the blankets.
Her collarbone was slightly damp; the cold plastic sheet was pulled away from her skin, stealing away the last trace of coolness. Zhu Shiyi opened her eyes. The man, biting the plastic sheet, tore it open with one hand and continued downwards.
The intense heat pressed down again, its fiery temperature assaulting the chest cavity and filling every inch of the skin.
The key point is to continue downwards.
When people are extremely close, those who love each other can eventually overcome the distance.
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The stars were shining brightly, the moonlight was gentle, and as the night deepened, the small town was as tranquil as a painting.
Only the autumn wind is discordant, utterly lacking in gentleness, rushing about everywhere, straight up the mountain ridge.
What shape does an autumn night take?
It is the stars mingling with the moon's dew;
It is a snow-capped mountain and a winding river;
The autumn wind caressed the hillsides, causing the rough pestle of the mountain temple in the forest to strike the bronze bell deeply.
The sound of the bell, sometimes gentle, sometimes strong, came and went continuously, its tolling melodious and lingering.
The bells and drums awakened the wild beasts in the deep mountains, who attacked fiercely and tirelessly, losing all gentleness.
On a chilly night, rational men and women shed all thought, letting their bodies follow their hearts, indulging themselves on impulse, and sinking into the most primal and pleasurable enjoyment.
It was a clear night, but there was the occasional sound of rain. Water droplets fell down my skin, "plop, plop," mingling with the sticky fragrance of the rain amidst my frantic kisses.
Zhu Shiyi half-closed her eyes, the corners of her slightly upturned eyes tinged with pink. She tilted her face upturned, her raven-feather-like eyelashes fluttering and drooping, her dark pupils hazy and unfocused, as if she were about to cry.
With a heavy heart, Pan Yue suddenly leaned forward, capturing the girl's full, pink lips, crushing her soft, delicate whispers into tiny fragments before she could say a word.
The girl was trembling violently, her eyelids glistening with tears. She nestled against his forearm, and during a deep, resonant tremor, she let out a wet cry, sobbing pitifully, which was heartbreaking.
“Pan Yue…” The girl bit her lower lip tightly, her fair skin covered with red marks, her voice was frighteningly sweet, with a hint of pleading but more of longing. Her cute little face was alluringly charming, and the clarity in her eyes had been completely stolen by him.
A beastly, aggressive urge surged into my mind.
“Just like that,” he said, pulling her hand closer and kissing it, his breath coming in ragged gasps, “call me that.”
"elder brother......"
She was met with an even fiercer kiss.
......
"Please..." the girl pleaded, her voice trembling with tears.
Pan Yue kissed away her tears: "Don't be afraid."
But the movements didn't stop, and there was something else going on.
The girl moaned, her waist swayed, and her body trembled, like a mysterious witch from the deep mountains, planting a bewitching spell in his heart and soul, robbing him of his rationality, making him willingly and utterly defeated.
He kissed her again, feeling her intense sucking.
This was the most passionate she'd ever been tonight.
Reason seemed to have been devoured by a wild beast, and passion was reaching its peak. He patted her snow-white leg, pulled her over, and Zhu Shiyi cooperated completely, so supple, like a pool of water, boneless.
He turned her around, letting her support herself against the headboard, and pulled her hand from behind, just like in the video.
Zhu Shiyi was trembling violently: "I feel so dizzy..." There was also a dazed moan, as if she couldn't breathe.
The town is at an altitude of just over 2,000 meters, not high enough to cause altitude sickness, especially since she was still full of energy at the 4,000-meter viewing platform. But it was still a high-altitude area, and it was nighttime exercise, so he couldn't help but worry.
"Good boy," Pan Yue said, pulling himself back to his senses with all his might. He moved more gently and picked up the oxygen tank from the bedside table. "If you feel tightness in your chest, take a breath."
The girl turned and glanced at him, her eyes moist, even her gaze seemed reproachful. She took the oxygen tank and inhaled, her pink-tinged shoulders hunching slightly. Pan Yue felt a tickle in his heart and kissed her shoulder again, his body unconsciously becoming heavier.
The girl hummed softly, then braced herself against the headboard, the oxygen supply slipping away unnoticed. She parted her red lips slightly, took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling with each breath, her pink tongue appearing and disappearing, as beautiful as a fairy who had stepped out of a painting.
No amount of force can bring reason back.
I picked up the small oxygen cylinder and placed it beside me, then grabbed her waist with one hand and forcefully released my strength.
The girl slumped over, curving into a captivating arc, her spine slightly sunken at the base. Pan Yue moved his fingers, filling that round and adorable dimple at the waist.
The autumn wind rustled softly in the night, and the birds outside the window chirped quietly.
As the bird sang its last soft song, Zhu Shiyi looked up, his half-open eyes filled with the satisfaction of having finally come to an end.
A dangerous road is full of unknown surprises; with your loved one, you can find the light.
She enjoyed the adventure.
It was he who made this flower-lined path no longer unfamiliar.
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