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Chapter 49 Chapter Forty-eight

until death 艾米 3482Words 2018-03-16
Now Shi Yan doesn't dare to touch Excellence, fearing that any touch will trigger a bed war. Although Excellence will "serve" her very attentively before and after each battle, and let her "hum" a few times, but she I would rather not have those few times of "humming" than go through that long and embarrassing process of squeezing pus.She felt sometimes that she was too selfish to be as proud of giving pleasure as he was, but sometimes she defended herself by saying that he was only using his hands and she was using her mouth. Zhuoyou seemed to have heard her thoughts, and next time, he proposed to serve her with his mouth, scaring her so much that she almost jumped out of bed, and kept shouting: "No, no, it's too dirty, too dirty! "

"The person I am is not too dirty, but the person you enjoy is not too dirty? If you are afraid of being dirty, you should wash it first—" She still refused: "It's not about washing, it's not about washing, it just feels dirty——" He held her down involuntarily, and was about to serve her tongue. She was so frightened that she closed her legs tightly, stood up, and dug his face with her hands. Hearing his "ouch", he let go of her and covered his face with his hands. She got up in a hurry, pulled his hand covering her face, and asked eagerly, "Where did it hurt you? I told you not to do this, don't do this, but you didn't listen—"

When he let go, she saw a fingernail mark in the corner of his eye, she was terrified, hugged his face, blew and touched, repeatedly apologized and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it wasn't intentional, it wasn't intentional—" He said: "Fortunately, I didn't goug out my eyes, otherwise I would have become a one-eyed dragon. But it's fine if I become a one-eyed dragon, because you are a kind person. If you gouged me out into a one-eyed dragon, you would definitely marry me. You will always marry me." You can't bear to call me a bachelor for the rest of your life, can you?"

She said tenderly: "Whether you become a one-eyed dragon or not, I will marry you, as long as you—love me—" "Don't I still love you?" This question was very confident, and she felt very comfortable after hearing it, and said impulsively: "I know you love me, and I love you too, let's just do it in the usual way, why use these - informal methods? ?” He hesitated for a while, and asked, "You don't want to stay until the wedding night in the bridal chamber?" "Let's regard today as the wedding night in the bridal chamber—" "If we do that now, what if you regret it in a few days?"

"Why should I regret it?" "How do I know? For example, you—dislike me—" She was surprised; "How could I dislike you?" "I—have—problems about this, don't you—dislike me?" She guessed that the "problem in this aspect" he mentioned was the problem of not "that". Thank God, he didn't say the word "shot", otherwise such a lyrical scene would be destroyed.There was tenderness and pity in her heart, she put her arms around him and said, "You fool, you still say you know us girls, but you don't know anything about us. When you suffer, I love you and hurt you too late. How can I despise you?" ? Come on—just do—regularly—"

He didn't object any more, and only said conservatively: "The formal method may not necessarily be effective—but maybe—" He let her lie flat on the bed, "I heard that it will be very painful for the first time. Let me do some prep work for you—” She didn't know what "preparation" was, and she just felt that he was no different from the previous few times, so she stuck her finger in, she closed her eyes, and played back all the scenes that moved her, just like the previous two times, Soon people feel excited. He said in a low voice, "A lot of water, I'm going to increase the size-" and pulled out his fingers. She was about to ask him what he was doing, when he felt like he went in again, but this time it was different from the last time , I just felt that his fingers were thick and heavy, which brought an unprecedented fullness to her, which made her almost scream, but fortunately, she controlled it in time, and asked, "What are you——doing?"

He asked proudly: "Is it very stimulating? I put two fingers in it—" God! She said worriedly: "Be careful to hurt there--" He said knowledgeably: "No, you girls are always worried that the man's thing is too big and will tear your place, but it is not true. Think about it, you can have a baby in your place, How big should the child's head be?" Now she doesn't care about calculating how big the child's head should be, because the stimulation there is too strong, he moves around in it, not only coming in and out, but also scratching in all directions, trying to get in as much as possible, she can only care about humming, it's very difficult. He was soon brought to the peak by him, curled up in his arms, seemed to be crying, and begged him: "It's better to come—regular——"

He said triumphantly: "Don't panic, I'm going to make you cry a few more times. See? I've reserved them all, so that you can keep having new feelings and never get tired of me. If you weren't here today—regular , I have to wait for a while before I am willing to use these two fingers. Hehe, you are so excited now with only two fingers? What about three or four? Are you going to be so excited?" Scary to death is true! Three or four?Isn't that like a small tree stick?She didn't have time to answer, he started to move around inside again, he moved violently for a while, and brought her up to the peak again, when she straightened her toes, clamped her legs, and hummed happily, he asked proudly : "Do you like me?" "Do you love me?" "Are you addicted?"

She nodded to both of the first two questions, but did not answer the last one.He didn't seem to be in the mood to wait for her answer, he just said excitedly: "I'm here—" She knew that the real thing was coming this time, so she didn't dare to open her eyes, she just closed them and waited for him.She felt that his thing was not as smooth and hard as fingers, nor as flexible as fingers. It was a bit like the legs of a person suffering from polio.Using his hand as a crutch, it took a lot of effort to get the polio guy into position, causing her a feeling of stiffness and pain she hadn't experienced before.But she knew that this was the ordeal that every girl had to go through, so she didn't complain, she just waited patiently for the end of the process.

Once polio's legs enter the position, they are still majestic, just like those cadres who have been helped to power, as long as they are in that position, they can abuse their power no worse than those who came to power with real ability.She felt that his person was deeply trapped in her person, and the two faced each other, having dialogue and communication on the deepest level.She likes this way of making love very much. When he moves lightly, she feels that he is expressing his heart tenderly; and when he is wild and violent, she feels that he is swearing that he loves her.In this way, there is no feeling of "playing" at all, only the feeling of loving and being loved.

He moves non-stop, up and down, left and right, and moves in an orderly manner, but she may not have the feeling of "crying" because she has already "cried" just now, and her body is not getting stronger and stronger during his movements Wetter and drier.She gradually felt a kind of rubbing pain caused by dryness, and when she could hardly bear the pain, he let out a long cry of "ah" and collapsed on her body. He kissed her passionately, mumbled words of gratitude, and they fell asleep in that position.Later, she woke up first, because he was too heavy and pressed her awake, as if the deeper he slept, the heavier he was, so she finally understood the meaning of "sleeping".She pushed him away as lightly as possible, got up and went to the bathroom to rinse, feeling happy that she had found a way to save the country with Chinese characteristics: it should have been like this a long time ago, if it was like this from the beginning, it would not have stayed. The next two terrible impressions. She went back to the bedroom, checked the sheets, and found that there was nothing "falling red", she couldn't help but thank him for the "physical examination" in advance, otherwise, she would have thought she would not be a virgin long ago.Although he said that he didn't care who she loved and what she did before, but she is indeed a virgin, if she can't be recognized by the only appraiser, what a loss! She lay down beside him without any clothes on, and fell asleep peacefully with her arms around him. She didn't know how long she had been asleep, but a knock on the door woke her up, her heart throbbing with fright, as uncomfortable as having a heart attack.She thought it was her parents or younger brother who had come back, so she hurriedly grabbed a quilt to cover Zhuo Liang, then pulled another piece of clothing to put on.After being busy for a while, I remembered to look at the clock on the wall. It's still early. It's not time for get off work and school. Besides, the three of them have keys, so why knock on the door?It should be a guest. She dressed and ran her hands through her hair as she walked toward the gate.When she reached the gate, she first asked through the door, "Who is it?" "It's me, Huang Hai." She was stunned when she heard it, she didn't know if she was dreaming, she clearly remembered that she had just had sex with Zhuoyue, how could she dream of Huang Hai at such a time? Huang Hai said outside the door: "If it's inconvenient for you, don't open the door, I'll just leave the book outside your door, you remember to take it in as soon as possible, so as not to be taken away—" When she heard the word "book", she thought that she once asked him to help buy books. It seemed to be an ancient history, and she had long forgotten it.She opened the door and said, "Come in, how much? I'll go get the money and give you—" The door opened, and she saw Huang Hai standing in front of the door, with a big bag at his feet, looking heavy, probably bought a lot of books.His head was dripping with sweat, and his T-shirt was also wet a lot, probably from riding a bicycle. He looked at her and asked, "Taking a nap? Sorry, I shouldn't have come at this time—" "It's okay, come in." Huang Hai followed her into the room, she asked him to sit on the sofa, let the electric fan blow on him, then ran to pour tea for him, brought out the tea for him, went to the bathroom to fix his hair, and then ran Go to the living room and talk to him.As soon as he sat down, he remembered that there was watermelon in the refrigerator, so he ran to get some watermelon for him. Huang Hai didn't eat the watermelon, just took a few sips from his teacup, and explained: "I was going to send the book to your school, but I heard Yao Xiaoping said that you went back to your hometown, so I just brought it back, so that you can start reviewing as soon as possible. -" Her mind seems to be rigid, and she can't understand the relationship between books, Yao Xiaoping, school, etc., as if she was born here, doing those things with Zhuoyue, and everything else is so far away, so strange .It took her a long time to ask: "Are you on vacation too?" "Well, now that I have graduated, there is no summer vacation, only a few days off—" Her mind seemed to be a little more active, and she said, "I'm just like you, and I only have a few days off—" "When are you leaving?" "I'm leaving tomorrow—" "Then it's a coincidence that I catch up, I won't meet you one day later—" He looked at her for a while, and said, "Well, these books are quite heavy, let me carry them to City D for you—— " She quickly declined: "How can that be? Didn't you take a detour to D City?" "No detour, I'm going to do something there anyway—" Before she could answer, she saw Huang Hai's expression change, as if seeing a ghost, he stared blankly behind her, scaring her into a cold sweat on her back.
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