After feasting, everyone returned to their rooms, satisfied with their meals and drinks, and prepared to change their costumes and masks.
I chose a wolf mask and a black satin tuxedo. I was slightly tipsy from the beer we drank at dinner, and I felt just the right amount of tipsy.
Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, the figure in the mirror was so strange that even I could hardly recognize it.
As I was looking at this outfit, I suddenly heard a "click" from the door of the room - only Xiao Min had the room card. An idea for a prank suddenly popped up in my mind. I held my breath and quickly hid in the shadow behind the bathroom door.
Lai entered the room and saw no one around. The footsteps were heading straight towards the bathroom.
I held my breath and pressed against the door. The footsteps became clearer and clearer, almost stepping on the beat of my heartbeat. Suddenly, a faint fragrance came into my nose from the crack of the door - and then, a figure appeared at the door: a white pleated skirt swaying lightly, with an exquisite flower fairy mask on her head.
Just as she was unsteady on her feet and hesitant, she suddenly jumped out from the shadow behind the door like a beast ready to fight! A deliberately exaggerated roar like a hungry wolf instantly tore through the air.
Lai uttered a short startled cry, and was so frightened by the sudden action that he lost consciousness. His body softened and he was about to fall! This was completely beyond his expectations, and his heart suddenly sank, and he panicked instantly.
Without time to think, he took a step forward, quickly wrapped his arms around her, and held her limp body tightly in his arms, barely holding her steady.
She leaned unconsciously against his chest, her eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes covering the edge of the mask, her whole body limp, as if all her strength had been drained away.
Oh no! He was terrified, afraid that he had caused a disaster. He suppressed his pounding heart, held his breath, and carefully placed his index finger under her nose, feeling for a faint air current - was she still breathing?
Fortunately! Her breath was even and warm. 놖 had just breathed a sigh of relief, but she suddenly laughed out loud while leaning against him. With this cunning laugh, her soft body rose and fell slightly in front of 놅그's chest, and the subtle but clear tremor actually brought a palpitation and numbness to 늄그's heart, which instantly ran through her spine.
I was actually fooled by her! Fang 꺳놅 was frightened and fainted, it was all a disguise! A feeling of being teased rushed to the top of my head, and I suddenly raised my hand and pulled off the flower fairy mask on her face——Under the mask, it was Xiao Min's face with a smug smile!
Without waiting for Wang to react, she quickly pushed him away, raised her face, and met his gaze with a pair of eyes that were startlingly bright. The next second, she unexpectedly reached out and quickly took off the wolf mask on Wang's face! Her movements were as fast as lightning, leaving no room for him to dodge.
In an instant, two faces without any cover were close together, staring at each other. The air seemed to freeze, and all the expressions were frozen on their faces, leaving only the unbridled and direct gaze burning and probing each other's faces. After more than half a year of living together day and night, the feelings that had been hidden in their hearts and had already grown quietly could no longer be hidden.
This sudden frankness was like a bucket of boiling oil suddenly pouring into a blazing star. Buzz! A silent roar exploded in my head. The suppressed and ambiguous emotions, like a prairie fire, swept through every inch of air between them with a force that destroyed everything in its path, and burned fiercely.
Every inch of her brain had been completely conquered by the surging passion, and her rationality was completely defeated. Without time to think, her arms instinctively tightened, wrapping around her slender waist like an iron hoop - the force was unquestionable possession, as if afraid that this tenderness would turn into flowing clouds and dissipate in the next moment. Her body acted before her consciousness, and her hot lips pressed heavily on the warm and soft lips that were trembling slightly at this moment with an almost predatory frenzy.
She didn't struggle, nor did she even resist. Instead, she seemed to be waiting for a bud to open. At the moment of touch, she happily and slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes drooping like butterfly wings. That gentle gesture was like a silent invitation, allowing the hot lips and tongue to enter with irresistible force, conquering the city between her slightly parted lips and teeth, and falling deeper into this warm and soft city.
Suffocation! It was as if all the air in their lungs had been squeezed out by each other, and they separated with difficulty in the dizziness of being on the verge of limit. She leaned close to him, her chest heaving violently, and she gasped rapidly, like a stranded fish regaining water.
The hot blush on her cheeks, like the most gorgeous sunset, never faded, silently telling of the turbulent times ahead.
Their eyes were still entangled, as if they were drowning in a bottomless pool, unable to break free. Especially him, the male hormones in his body were like a raging tide, driving his hot palms to reach out again uncontrollably, his fingertips with burning desire, quietly sliding towards the edge of the thin gauze skirt, intending to touch the soft skin underneath.
Just when my fingertips were about to touch that delicate warmth.
She seemed to be suddenly awakened by a cold needle! Her body trembled violently, and she took a step back like a frightened deer, deftly breaking free from the control. Without saying anything, she quickly grabbed the fallen flower fairy mask and put it back on her face. Her movements were so fast that only a shadow was left. Then she turned around and rushed out of the room without looking back.
"Bang!"
The sound of the door being slammed shut was like a heavy hammer, hitting the dead silent air.
He froze in place, his heart empty and lost. In the mirror was reflected a face that was distorted by primitive desire and almost unfamiliar, with eyes burning with unextinguished flames and naked greed. A strong sense of self-loathing suddenly surged up his throat - he was so out of control!
He staggered and turned on the faucet, and the cold water rushed down. He almost roughly scooped up a handful of cold water and splashed it on his face! The coolness touched his hot skin, causing him to tremble all over. The slight coldness hit the still raging flames in his body in vain, unable to extinguish them.
When my mood calmed down a little, I walked to the terrace alone.
The staff had cleared away the banquet cups, plates, tables and chairs, as if the banquet had never happened. At this moment, the open terrace had completely turned into a large dance floor. A five-piece band was playing passionately, and the soothing dance music flowed like moonlight, melodious and lingering in the cool night breeze.
The swaying and deliberately dimmed atmosphere lights cast ambiguous light and shadow in the night, making the entire space dreamlike.
She eagerly looked around the dancing and shadowy figures, trying to catch the familiar figure of the "Flower Fairy". However, all she saw were strange masks and swaying skirts. An indescribable sense of loss crept into her heart, like a stone thrown into a deep pool, creating ripples of loss.
Just as I was hesitating - whether to retreat to a corner and be a sober spectator, or simply throw myself into this confusing vortex and go with the flow - a figure stopped gracefully in front of me.
She wore a retro celebrity-style mask, mysterious and elegant. Without saying a word, she just lifted her skirt slightly and gave a silent and standard dance invitation to him.
With his gentlemanly upbringing, he could not refuse this unexpected kindness. He collected his thoughts, bowed gracefully in return, and then took a step forward, gently placed his right hand on her slender waist, and held her cool fingertips firmly, sliding into the center of the dance floor with the lingering melody.
As soon as my fingertips touched the curve of her waist, an indescribable sense of familiarity ran through my palm like an electric current. Her height, her lithe figure, and the subtle tension transmitted from her waist... In an instant, a name almost came out of my mouth.
He bowed his head slightly, his warm breath brushed the edge of the delicate mask beside her ear, and he called out softly in a voice that only she could hear, with a hint of temptation and some kind of secret expectation: "Nannan..."
The child in my arms trembled suddenly! That moment of tense and slightly trembling reaction was like an invisible thread suddenly plucked at the heartstrings, and it was transmitted back clearly and accurately.
No more words are needed. This tiny tremor has already confirmed what I guessed in my heart - the one dancing in my arms at this moment is Chen Mengzhao.
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