Chapter 216 "Why are you tying my hands?"
Zhang Hening: "Okay."
Seeing that she agreed so readily and generously.
Song Shiqian opened the closet and looked through the clothes inside. They were neatly arranged, but they had not been worn for a long time.
He closed the cabinet door, returned to the living room, and opened his suitcase.
She took out one of her pajamas from the mezzanine and knocked on the bathroom door.
A slender arm stretched out from inside.
White, tender, and covered with water droplets, it looks like a flower bud about to bloom.
He stared at it for several seconds and put the pajamas into her hands.
This is a set of round-necked, wide-legged pure cotton pajamas, dark gray in color, with a very long hem. Just the top can cover most of Zhang Hening's body.
The pants are too big to wear.
She simply put on a shirt and went out.
There was a distinct smell on the clothes, the usual faint fragrance he wore.
"The clothes are nice and soft."
Zhang Hening praised beautifully.
Song Shiqian was waiting for her on the sofa. When he saw her come out, he was stunned.
The girl had half-dry long hair, a fair face, and well-proportioned features. She was wearing a loose, round-necked pajamas, revealing her long, beautiful legs.
A girl who has taken a bath looks fragrant, soft, and refreshed, and is the most attractive.
There was a moment...
He felt that his tattered clothes were holding her back.
Song Shiqian withdrew his gaze, turned off the computer, and spoke in a steady voice.
"It's late, go to bed."
Suzhou is a bit damp and cold in winter, and it is not comfortable even with the air conditioner on.
Zhang Hening nodded quickly, ran to the master bedroom, jumped onto his big bed, and snuggled into the quilt.
Ah...hot.
He warmed the bed in advance.
The tip of his nose was filled with the smell of the man's pajamas, and the quilt was kept at a constant temperature warmed by him. Zhang Hening suddenly felt that the climate in Sucheng was not so unbearable.
Not long after, Song Shiqian came in.
He lifted the quilt, lay down beside her, turned off the lights by voice, and turned on the air conditioner to sleep mode.
In darkness, the room fell into sleep.
Both of them were quiet, neither of them moved.
After a long time, Zhang Hening spoke in the darkness.
"Is that right?"
"Um?"
"Don't you have any physical affection for me?"
The girl's voice was tinged with doubt.
Song Shiqian held his breath, the heat all over his body, and his dry throat.
He opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Zhang Hening suddenly turned over and straddled him.
In the darkness, she looked down at him and gave him orders in a voice that was slightly dissatisfied.
"Song Shiqian, I want you to kiss me."
"Don't skim the surface like last time."
"It's a deep kiss."
In the darkness, the man's chest rose and fell slightly under her palm, humming and emitting a few syllables.
"Then bow your head."
Zhang Hening supported his solid chest and lowered his head slightly.
"A little lower."
Zhang Hening lowered his head again.
The light breath almost sprayed on his face.
The next second, the man's hand held the back of her neck and kissed her with a warm and passionate kiss.
Urgent, heavy, and seamless.
Zhang Hening was caught off guard for a moment, and all his strength was exhausted, and he fell completely on him.
She was the one who made the request.
She is the one who is on top.
But the initiative and guidance came in waves, and it was he who was forced to retreat step by step.
Song Shiqian tilted his head back, and the muscles in his waist and abdomen tightened, revealing clear and powerful lines.
Until the air became thin and his heartbeat became rapid, Zhang Hening finally stopped doubting his instinct and leaned against his chest to breathe.
"You...are a bit fierce."
As soon as she finished speaking, the world spun around her and she was pushed down by Song Shiqian.
A fierce, hard kiss.
Continue to pick up.
In the end, Zhang Hening was convinced to overturn his own doubts through his own actions.
"Is this correct now, Zhang Hening?"
"That's right."
"Do you feel my physical affection for you?"
“I feel it…”
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Finally, Zhang Hening held him in his arms and fell into a deep and sweet sleep.
She was asleep.
Song Shiqian couldn't fall asleep very well.
He is enduring.
Burned in fire.
His endurance limit was almost exceeded, and his blood was flowing with the clamor of straightforward impulse.
He took a deep breath, stood up, went to the refrigerator and drank half a bottle of ice water.
He stayed in the damp, cold and silent living room for a while until the temperature of his body dropped and his blood returned to normal temperature.
He returned to the bedroom and lay down beside the bed.
Zhang Hening was still sleeping soundly. She turned up a corner of the quilt, revealing a thin arm.
Song Shiqian pulled the quilt to cover her tightly, moved a few inches to the side of the bed, and deliberately kept a certain distance.
No contact, no bump.
Restrained and suppressed.
In the quiet room, he took deep breaths for ten minutes, and sleepiness gradually came over him.
Bang--
One leg was firmly draped around his waist.
Song Shiqian: “…”
He held his breath, gently raised his hand, pulled her legs down, and covered her with the quilt again.
Zhang Hening was sleeping soundly without any awareness.
Boom——
Another hand slapped his face.
Song Shiqian: “…”
He breathed a sigh of relief, gently raised his hand, pinched her arm, stuffed it into the quilt, and tucked the corners of the quilt again.
Time is ticking.
Half an hour later, Song Shiqian opened his eyes in the dark and skillfully grasped her ankle that was kicking him.
He clenched her fist again.
It’s okay…I expected that.
I saw it last time in the cave.
He took a deep breath, maintained this posture, covered her with the quilt, and closed his eyes.
…
Early in the morning, Zhang Hening opened his eyes in a daze.
I found myself in front of an enlarged version of an overly handsome profile. The man had his eyes closed and seemed to be still asleep.
Her hands were wrapped around the man, and her legs were resting on his waist, looking very rude.
She felt embarrassed and tried to pull her hand back.
Then I found that I couldn’t pull it back.
Because her two hands passed through Song Shiqian's neck and were tied up with his tie, she couldn't move at all.
Zhang Hening: "..."
What kind of fetish is this?
Have you already liked her physically to this extent?
As soon as she twisted her body, Song Shiqian woke up.
Their eyes met. There was a light blue tint under his eyes, and his eyes were calm and sleepy.
"Awake, did you sleep well?"
Zhang Hening was stunned: "Why are you tying my hands? Do you love me too much and are you secretly playing tricks on me?"
Song Shiqian raised his hand, untied the tie on her wrist with his bony fingers, and smiled at her.
"Please watch the VCR."
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