Yu Yao suddenly screamed, startled.
It turned out that Lu Ze had picked her up with one hand.
She sat on his left arm, and Lu Ze lifted her up to kiss her.
Lu Ze held her in one arm and turned off the typhoon with the other, plunging the entire room into darkness.
They cannot see, but their hearing and touch are more sensitive.
Yu Yao wrapped her arms around Lu Ze's neck, ran her hands through his hair, gently biting his head with her pearly teeth, making soft moaning sounds, like a delicate rose battered by wind and rain.
Tu mi, meaning beautiful and scarlet.
The night grew even darker, and even the bright moon in the sky seemed to shyly hide behind the clouds.
Yu Yao never expected that just a piece of underwear would cause Lu Ze to lose his usual composure.
He kissed her forcefully, gripping her waist tightly.
She experienced the feeling of walking while holding onto the wall again.
The sudden rain had just stopped, and it was already late at night. Yu Yao had barely caught her breath when she was swept up in the next storm.
When I regained consciousness, the radio outside the window was playing familiar patriotic songs.
Yu Yao propped herself up, the blanket slipped off her body, revealing large expanses of snow-white skin and clusters of blooming red plum blossoms.
Red plum blossoms are printed on red plum blossoms, and there isn't a single patch of good skin on her chest.
Yu Yao blushed as she dressed and got out of bed.
I don't know if she's gotten used to it, but despite how intense it was last night, she didn't experience any other discomfort besides her legs feeling a little sore.
Her body felt very clean; someone must have washed her while she was asleep.
After changing her clothes and having breakfast, Yu Yao rode her bicycle to work.
The serial killer was arrested by the police last week, the crisis is over, and Yu Yao can now go to and from get off work on her own again.
Upon arriving at the factory, Fang Qiaoqiao was waiting at the entrance from afar. "Here you are, my mom made soy milk."
Yu Yao took it and drank a sip.
There are still three days until Lunar New Year's Eve. Today is the last day of work for the year. After the annual summary meeting, we will have a holiday.
The two chatted as they walked toward the staff auditorium.
Fang Qiaoqiao noticed that she looked tired and had a red scarf around her neck. She said, "What did you do last night? You look like you've been drained dry by a demon."
"Cough cough." Yu Yao choked on her soy milk.
"Did I guess right?" Fang Qiaoqiao leaned closer with a suggestive look. "You've been drained dry by your Commander Lu, that male devil. Well, with your Commander Lu's physique, it's normal that your small frame can't handle it."
"What can't you stand?" Wu Huaiqing's voice came from behind the two of them.
Fang Qiaoqiao turned around and said with a smile, "What else could it be but Yu Yao and Lu... umm!"
Yu Yao covered Fang Qiaoqiao's mouth, "Brother, it's nothing. It's just that I went to bed late last night, and Qiaoqiao was worried that my body couldn't take it."
Fang Qiaoqiao couldn't stop laughing when she saw that her face was as red as an apple.
The three of them laughed as they walked toward the staff auditorium, their cheerful voices accompanied by the sound of bicycle bells echoing along the paths of the Haixing Food Factory.
At 9:00 a.m. sharp, the 1972 annual summary meeting of Haixing Food Factory began.
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