Chapter 227
One day when she got home from get off work, he was still sleeping in his white coat after finishing his night shift, like a little white cat.
She had changed into white pajamas and had just taken a shower, so her whole body was soft and fragrant. She tiptoed over, and before she could lie down, he got up and held her in his arms.
"I knew you weren't asleep."
He hugged her soft and sweet body and kissed her again. He really was like a cat.
Yes, even when he was old, he still liked to hold her like this, from the back, which was the most convenient way for both hands to face the front and the top.
After one session, he blew air into her ears, making her feel itchy both physically and mentally, already distracted and distracted. He also whispered in her ears those words that he wanted her to...
Before, I accidentally touched his hand, and he shyly avoided it when I got close to him. It turns out that people's nature is really hard to change. It can be justified. He was even like that when he was young.
The passion was so intense at night that she couldn't help but keep calling "husband".
After that, she lay limp on the bed, like a white lotus with a thousand petals scattered.
She blushed terribly.
"What's wrong? Are you shy?" He smiled and hugged her like a kitten and kissed her.
Of course, he didn't think there was anything wrong, but he was just surprised that her face was redder than before.
At that moment, she couldn't help herself. She wanted to call out his name, but she didn't know what to say. She usually called him "you." She didn't want to call him "Lao Yi" like everyone else. She knew his courtesy name, but it didn't feel right to call him that. But what to call him? She couldn't help but call out. When she came to her senses later, she really wanted to find a crack to crawl into.
But he teased her deliberately, insisting that she scream again. She refused, no matter what.
The next time, he deliberately acted wickedly. She bit her lips, then bit him again, until her own lips were broken and his shoulder was injured, but she refused to make a sound. But he wouldn't stop, and kept doing it... Finally, the taut string snapped with a "bang". She screamed frantically, she didn't even know how many times.
That was her last chance to play against him, and she had to admit she had lost.
Those scenes of becoming more courageous after setbacks, becoming more defeated after becoming more courageous, and finally being completely defeated are all before my eyes again.
She looked at the harmless little white cat beside her and wondered if he knew how bad he had become after he changed from "Lan Jie" to "Lao Yi".
One night he was wearing a white shirt, writing something under the lamp. The lamplight and moonlight shone brightly on his body, and stars kept flashing in his eyes.
She hugged his waist and rested her head on his back, feeling so safe.
"I'm so tired, let's go to sleep first."
"No, I just want to stay with you for a while."
He smiled slightly.
Those days were beyond her wildest dreams. Every day felt like a whirlwind of joy, a sweet, sweet romance. They were happy in the apartment, but that happiness was a self-deception, a drunken dream on the night before the apocalypse. Now, it was different. They were free of all pressure, free of all sin. They could walk the streets with dignity, living a clean life.
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