0034 Night Rose, Night.34 There was a rustling sound, and the white quilt concealed the spring scenery underneath.
The erect and enlarged penis was still suppressed and confined by the underwear, and the glans was about to jump out of the edge of the fabric as it rubbed and bumped back and forth. The slightly hard thin calluses on the palm of his hand slid across the smooth black silk, and he lifted a piece of breast flesh out of the low and loose neckline. He teased the nipple with his index finger, and when it became hard, he pulled and twisted it with two fingers.
“Hmm…ah…”
Ruan Mei pouted coquettishly, without removing the black silk blindfold from her eyes. Her vision was blocked, and her nipples were even more sensitive. The slightly rough fingertips scraped her lower abdomen, causing it to feel numb and sore. She trembled slightly, and a trace of heat flowed out from deep inside.
She twisted her butt to rub the hot mass behind her, and the tender flesh of her shoulder was scratched by a tiny bit of stubble, causing her to shrink her shoulders: "Chen Shanye, you have a beard..."
Chen Shanye bit her shoulder and said, "I'll go shave it." Then he was about to get up.
Ruan Mei quickly removed the blindfold and turned over, wrapping her legs around him and pressing her forehead against his bare chest: "No need, just hold me for a little longer..."
Chen Shanye laughed out loud. How come this person is more delicate than a little kid?
The hot and humid vagina was rubbing against his sensitive spot. He slapped Ruan Mei on the butt: "Stop rubbing, I can't stand it anymore."
Ruan Mei didn't care about him. She reached down, grabbed the meat stick through the underwear and rubbed it, licking her lips deliberately and said, "Let me see who can't stand it... Oh, it's this poor little thing..."
Chen Shanye narrowed his eyes and sighed, then turned over and held her under him. He kneaded her soft and elastic breasts and bent down to kiss her. Ruan Mei suddenly raised her hand to cover her mouth: "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."
"It's okay." He nudged her hand with the tip of his nose and smiled, "Do you want to brush that little mouth down there? I want to eat it later, too."
The effect of the obscene words in broad daylight was doubled. Ruan Mei pinched his nipple: "Ah - Chen Shanye, you have become bad!"
Chen Shanye pretended to be in pain and hissed, but he grabbed Ruan Mei's slender wrists with both hands and pulled them over her head, imprisoning her and locking her.
Their eyes met, undercurrents surged, but just when Chen Shanye was about to kiss her, three voices rang out at an inopportune moment.
Ruan Mei's stomach was rumbling, the doorbell was ringing, and her cell phone was ringing.
Ruan Mei quickly wrapped her legs around the man's waist: "Don't worry about that."
Never mind the doorbell, never mind the cell phone.
"No, you're hungry. Get up and eat first." Chen Shanye stood up, patted her thigh, and then stretched out his long arm to help her get the charged mobile phone.
It is inevitable to see the incoming call information, and the two words "sister" are particularly eye-catching.
He put the phone in her hand, got out of bed, hurriedly put on his pants and clothes, and went to open the door without caring about the discomfort in his crotch.
There was a hotel cleaner outside the door. It turned out that the sign hanging on the door handle had slipped off and fell to the ground. The lady didn't know whether the room needed cleaning or the "Do Not Disturb" sign, so she rang the doorbell.
"We're going to have dinner later. Please come back later to clean up." Seeing that the aunt should be a local, Chen Shanye used the local dialect.
"Okay!"
After closing the door, he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants to let his little brother breathe a sigh of relief. When he walked back to the room, he found Ruan Mei had entered the bathroom. The frosted glass door blocked out her voice, as if it was muffled in a glass jar and could not be heard clearly.
Chen Shanye didn't walk over, but went straight to the table and pressed the kettle to heat it up.
When I opened the curtains, the dust particles were clearly visible in the sunlight. Outside the window were green mountains, blue sky and white clouds. It was a good day today.
As the kettle hummed and spewed out steam, the sound of a toilet flushing came from the bathroom. Chen Shanye poured half a cup of hot water into the cup and added half a cup of mineral water.
The red suitcase was placed on the luggage stool next to the table, open wide. Chen Shanye glanced at the condoms, but unexpectedly he also saw a familiar small white object.
...What's going on? Is he somehow inferior to that fake stick?
Chen Shanye was puzzled and didn't realize for a moment that he was jealous of a sex toy.
The bathroom door opened, and Chen Shanye saw a few strands of wet hair on the side of Ruan Mei's face sticking to her chin. He walked into the bathroom and got a dry towel. When he came out, Ruan Mei was already sitting on the rattan chair by the window.
She bent her legs on the chair, her black silk nightgown draped over her thighs, and the sunlight filtering through the glass was like broken diamonds dotted among the rolling red waves.
Black and red always make her skin look white and glowing, but Chen Shanye also felt cold.
She looked out the window, but Chen Shanye felt that the green mountains, blue sky and white clouds did not catch her eye. The sunlight was so bright and warm, but not a single ray of it could shine into her heart.
Ruan Mei shuddered when the towel covered her head. A pair of large hands rubbed her hair. She was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
"Your hair is wet, wipe it." Chen Shanye didn't stop moving his hands and asked tentatively, "Do you have a sister?"
The little head in the towel nodded: "Yes."
He continued to ask: "Is there something wrong at home?"
The little head shook: "It's okay, my sister is getting married and asked me to go home next month."
Chen Shanye put away the towel, half-knelt beside the chair, and looked at her with his head slightly tilted up: "Are you not on good terms with your family?"
It’s no wonder Chen Shanye thinks this way. Ruan Mei’s emotions are too obvious, and he never saw her contact her family during the time he spent with her. It was only after today’s phone call that he learned that Ruan Mei had a sister.
"Well, it's not that good." Ruan Mei downplayed the matter.
"How bad is it?"
Ruan Mei tilted her head, her hair swaying across her chest. She paused for a moment before answering, "Well... your sister's getting married, and they didn't ask you to be the maid of honor. They just told you to go home as a formality to avoid any gossip from relatives and friends."
His heart ached, and Chen Shanye wanted to say something to comfort her, but Ruan Mei turned her head to look out the window again, and there was a rare hatred in her eyes that Chen Shanye rarely saw.
As if talking to herself, she said lightly, "But I don't mind being a bridesmaid. I feel sick the moment I see that man."
Chen Shanye frowned: "Man? What man?"
He didn't get a response, but saw Ruan Mei picking at the petals on her legs with her right hand. The nails that always scratched his back were deeply embedded in his skin.
Make the petals as red as blood.
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her up from the rattan chair: "Change your clothes and I'll take you to dinner."
As if she had just come to her senses, Ruan Mei responded with an "Oh", walked to the table, picked up the cup of water and drank half a cup of warm water, then took the bra, clothes and pants handed to her by Chen Shanye and put them on one by one.
Every time I put on a piece of clothing, I cover up the emotions that I can't help but leak out.
When they walked out of the room, they met the aunt who was cleaning the room in the corridor. Ruan Mei heard Chen Shanye say a few words to the aunt in dialect, and the aunt smiled happily.
"What did you say to Auntie?" Ruan Mei asked curiously as they entered the elevator.
"I'd like her to change the sheets for us, and please bear with the rest of the mess in the room."
Ruan Mei understood, pursed her lips and said nothing, her face flushed.
Although the auntie spoke in dialect, she was still able to guess the meaning of one or two words.
"Young couple", or something like that.
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