0101 Lighting the Lamp (Part 6) [Micro H]
Zhan Yaoguang's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he nodded silently.
Seeing this, Shu Fu lifted the light pink belt and held it in front of her eyes, then tied it into a loose knot behind her head.
"alright."
The boy glanced at her and saw that the girl's chin was slightly raised, like the tip of frost on a crescent moon. Looking further down, he saw that her collar was slightly open, revealing a glimpse of white skin.
His breath caught in his throat, and he reached out to adjust her collar.
Shu Fu's eyes were covered by a gauze, and she was somewhat dazed, as if a cloud of pink mist had risen, and she felt as if she were resting in the shade of lotus flowers. Then she thought that lotus flowers only bloom in summer. If Zhan Yaoguang could stay in Chang'an until summer, she would do everything she could to take him to Jichi to see the lotus leaves and lotus flowers that were both green and pink.
As she thought this to herself, someone lightly brushed her chest with their fingertips. The fleeting touch, slightly damp, felt like some kind of beast opening its mouth and pressing its tongue against her.
Shu Fu's back stiffened, and a soft wave of pleasure washed over her waist: "Wait, I told you, you're not allowed to touch my clothes!"
She hurriedly reached out and grabbed his hand, immediately feeling annoyed. She hooked one of his fingers tightly and questioned him.
Zhan Yaoguang was taken aback, but her gaze fell on that hand.
Shu Fu had fair skin and delicate, well-defined fingers, as white as jade. Her nails were neatly trimmed and rounded. Her five fingers were tightly wrapped around his left index finger, completely encircling it in her soft palm, and tightening their grip as if she would never let go.
He was somewhat dazed, and suddenly realized that even though his palms were soaked with sweat, they were still unbearably rough and hard.
For the first time, he didn't bother to respond to her, but spoke softly, his voice hoarse, like a pebble rolling down his throat.
"Could you...could you squeeze it a little tighter?"
Shu Fu frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled, but with a hint of revenge in her expression, she tightened her fingers as he instructed. Her palms were so soft, like a piece of smooth satin soaked in hot water; once wrapped around his knuckles, it seemed impossible to escape.
A few drops of sweat trickled down Zhan Yaoguang's forehead. He tightened his grip on Yu Gen's hand, mimicking her tightening strength.
The boy's eyes narrowed slightly, and he closed his eyelids a little, thinking with a sense of self-abandonment: Anyway, she had her eyes closed, and he hadn't said a word. Even if he secretly thought that she was the one touching and pinching him like this, she would never know.
He looked down at her hand again, and saw that her fingertips were pink and her knuckles were white, as if she was somewhat exhausted.
He awkwardly struggled with his finger, and Shu Fu immediately hooked her arm around him, her fingertip brushing against the base of his finger, causing a ticklish sensation that spread all the way to the very core of his heart.
Zhan Yaoguang's breathing became heavier and heavier. His hands loosened slightly with her previous movements, then tightened again, his fingertips grinding heavily against the antelope's mouth. His penis immediately pointed upwards, oozing a little sticky, clear fluid. His lungs trembled violently, and countless white lights burst through his eyes.
It felt so good, my spine was trembling. It was so much better than when I used to hide in the bathroom and masturbate all alone. I loved her so much.
He couldn't help but let out a soft hum, and the warmth of his breath instantly wafted out, lingering for a moment before spreading to Shu Fu's earlobe, turning it red.
Shu Fu's earlobes suddenly felt intensely hot, and she instinctively pulled her hand back to cover her burning ears.
"My ears are so hot. Wait a minute, I'll get a handkerchief, dip it in some cool water, and wrap it around them. I'll be right back." As she spoke, she turned around, preparing to untie the blindfold and get off the bed.
Zhan Yaoguang felt a chill in his hand, and suddenly a void appeared in his heart. The pleasure that had been slowly building up seemed to be suddenly choked, leaving him half-floating in the air, neither rising nor falling.
He hurriedly looked up and saw her back. Without thinking, he reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back into his embrace and holding her tightly.
"Wait—" He buried his face in Shufu's neck, inhaling a faint, sweet fragrance from her body, which made him feel somewhat at ease. "Don't go yet!"
Seeing that her hand, which was about to untie the gauze ribbon, paused, but her body remained stiff, he said again, "If you leave now, I'll really be in so much pain. Please, I'll be better soon, really..."
Shu Fu remained silent, but she did indeed lower her hand.
The boy's eyes lit up slightly. He pressed his cheek against hers and kissed her hard, leaving a wet mark that made Shu Fu's cheeks flush red. She rubbed her face with the back of her hand.
The two sat close together, Shu Fu leaned against him, letting his arms encircle her waist. She moved slightly and felt something hot and hard pressing against her back, pressing there lightly and itchingly.
"Zhan Yaoguang, is it on my waist?"
Upon hearing the question, the man gave a muffled "hmm," then his lips and tongue found her fair earlobe and gently rubbed it in a coaxing manner: "Let me put it down for a while, and I'll help you do your laundry later, okay?"
Why ask that? Do you expect me to hear her say "okay" herself?
How could she possibly say that!
Shu Fu was a little annoyed. She grabbed the hand that was on her waist, put it to her lips, and bit it hard.
"Hiss—" Zhan Yaoguang felt a brief chill in his limbs from the pain in his fingertips, but then he realized that Shu Fu was still holding him tightly with her teeth after biting him.
"...In your Dali dynasty, is there also a word called 'default'?"
Shufu still did not answer.
"Then I'll take that as a form of 'acquiescence'."
Zhan Yaoguang glanced at her from the side and behind, his gaze traveling over the girl's smooth forehead and delicate nose, finally lingering on her soft red lips. She was slightly open, revealing a bit of her white teeth, while she was biting his finger hard between her teeth.
He paused for a moment, then felt disgusted again.
"Ah Fu," he apologized to her in his heart and condemned his blasphemy, while holding his already swollen and red penis and carefully touching her waist through her silk blouse, he softly pleaded, "Could you bite me one more time?"
Shu Fu snorted and immediately slapped her cheek without any mercy, leaving a tooth mark on his clean fingernails.
It went into my mouth...
Zhan Yaoguang watched intently as she blindfolded herself and made this move. Her ears turned bright red, and her hands encircled the base of her genitals, stroking upwards along the swollen and erect penis. Her heart tingled with unease.
She was a little nervous, her waist trembling slightly, her loose spring clothes brushing against the tip of her genitals like soft willow catkins blowing in the air, stinging down with countless kisses. The python's head was buried in layers of soft silk, its impulses barely contained, desperately needing a powerful outlet.
Shu Fu couldn't see anything in front of her, and he didn't make a sound, only breathing hot breath and kissing the back of her neck closely, like rain falling in the steamy weather.
Thinking she had hurt the other person by biting them, she finally felt a little guilty and offered her wet, supple tongue, gently moistening the spot where she had just bitten them.
Zhan Yaoguang's pupils contracted, and the tightness in her abdomen suddenly dissipated, causing her to gush out white semen, which soaked her clothes.
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