Chapter 287 Yuren, melted ~ (seeking subscription)
It's so late, what is he doing here?
Do you want to... open the door? Or should I just pretend to be asleep, not hear the knock on the door, and not open it?
Song Yuanyuan was lying in the bathtub, his heart was messy, and his hands grasped the edge of the bathtub tightly.
Her breathing was rapid and disordered, and her two voices quarreled fiercely.
One voice urging her to open the door, eager to see Qin and Han again, even if it was just a glance, greedy the tenderness of that moment; the other voice was warning her to keep the last reason, stay away from this dangerous emotional vortex, so let yourself get yourself more more The deeper.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and every passing second was accompanied by the roar of her heartbeat.
In the end, emotions still defeated reason ...
When she returned to God, Song Yuanyuan suddenly found that she didn't know when, she had already put on a bathrobe ...
Hasn't this decision already been made? !
She slowly walked to the door, stretched out her hand, her fingertips trembled and held the door, hesitated again and again, and turned gently. The door slowly opened, and it was said that the familiar figures of the Qin and Han dynasties came into view.
"Yuan Yuan, let's take a look at you." Qin Han's voice was a little hoarse, and it looked particularly clear in this quiet corridor.
His face was hanging with a gentle smile, and he looked at Song Yuanyuan with his eyes.
The opponent opened the door, and this move surprised and happy!
It's so late, I still open the door for myself ...
And when the hot springs were eaten just now, the two had some ambiguous interaction on their limbs. At this moment, I still opened the door ...
Well, this is an attitude!
Gotta catch it!
The machine is not lost, no longer come! Intersection
Qin Han's heart was secretly happy, and the smile on his face became more gentle. He sideways slightly, but his eyes were always on Song Yuanyuan. He seemed to be afraid that the people in front of him would disappear in the next second.
Song Yuanyuan was wet and wet on his shoulders, with a few strands of hair clinging to his cheeks, and the water droplets dripped slowly along the ends of the hair, like a picture of the water.
There was only a loose bathrobe on the body, and the neckline of the bathrobe was slightly open, exposing a small white and delicate skin like sheep fat jade, with a light pink, which was the remaining charm after the hot water was soaked.
The band of the bathrobe was loosely tied, outlined her slim waist, and with her slight movement, she was looming out of the squeak.
Jade Beauty~
Song Yuanyuan's cheeks turned red when he saw her, and she avoided his sight in a panic. Her hands unconsciously grasped the collar of her bathrobe and muttered: "Boss, it's so late, what can I do?"
Qin Han sighed lightly, took a small step forward, and the breeze brought gently to move the hair in Song Yuanyuan's ears.
He said softly, "Yuan Yuan, tonight, it is my Tang Tong, I have always remembered that I am afraid that you are uncomfortable, just want to see you."
As he spoke, he raised his hand slightly, as if he wanted to touch her, but paused in the air, his eyes full of caution.
When Song Yuanyuan heard this, she felt an indescribable sourness in her heart.
She smiled bitterly, and said softly: "Boss, you are heavy, it's not enough for myself."
Looking up,
At that time, the stubbornness and grievances in the eyes were exposed.
Qin Han watched her alienate and looked at her nostalgia. She seemed to be gently brushed by feathers, itching and numbness.
He knew that Song Yuanyuan was like a frightened deer at this moment, and would run away if he was not careful, so he lowered his voice and spoke again: "Yuanyuan, you are a good girl, I don't want to see you sad."
As he spoke, he moved a little closer, and his warm breath fell on Song Yuanyuan's face, with a faint smell of alcohol.
Song Yuanyuan felt her heart pounding like thunder, and her rationality was being eroded bit by bit in this ambiguous atmosphere. She took a step back, trying to put some distance between herself and sober up, and said softly: "Boss, please go back, I'm fine, tomorrow... I will adjust myself tomorrow.”
But the slightly trembling voice leaked her inner panic.
Qin Han captured this detail keenly and thought to himself that this woman was indeed emotional, but she was just trying her best to restrain it.
His face was calm, but a hint of subtle cunning flashed in his eyes, and he decided to play hard to get...
So,
He lowered his head slightly, and the smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by an expression of extreme loneliness, as if he had suffered a great blow.
He sighed softly, his voice full of disappointment, echoing in the silent corridor for a long time.
"Well ... Yuan Yuan, I thought ..."
"Okay ... it's my own passion, disturbing you cleanliness."
After speaking,
He turned around slowly, dragging his steps, each step seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and slowly walked toward the end of the corridor with endless regret.
Song Yuanyuan looked at his retreating back, feeling a sting in her heart. The sourness surged from the bottom of her heart, and her eyes instantly filled with tears.
She raised her hand to cover her mouth, trying to suppress the sobs that were about to overflow. She held the doorknob with her other hand tremblingly and pushed it gently.
The door is slowly overlapped, and every inch close, her heart seems to be torn.
She leaned against the door panel, tears bursting out from her eyes, her heart filled with pain and self-blame.
She thought, why was she so confused and fell into such a constant and chaotic emotional entanglement ...
Although he knew that the relationship between Qin and Han was complicated, he still failed to keep his heart and sank into this step by step.
At this moment, she felt like a lonely boat struggling alone in the dark, unable to find her direction. She was filled with confusion and fear about the future. She didn't know how to face Qin and Han, let alone how to clean up this mess of emotions.
However,
Just when the door was about to close, a strong hand suddenly stretched out and pressed against the door panel.
Song Yuanyuan's eyes widened in shock. Before she could react, the door was pushed open with great force, and Qin Han's tall figure stood in front of her again.
Before she could speak, Qin Han stepped forward, hugged Song Yuanyuan, and kissed her fiercely...
Song Yuanyuan only felt that his brain was "buzzing", and he was instantly stunned! Intersection
Her eyes widened, full of shock and confusion, as if she had been struck by a sudden lightning, and her body instinctively froze in place.
Her hands hanging on both sides were weak, and she had no time to respond. She could only let Qin Han hold it tightly into her arms. The hot touch on her lips completely drowned her like a turbulent tide.
After just a moment of astonishment,
Song Yuanyuan noticed the enthusiasm and urgency conveyed on Qin Han's lips. It was an emotion that burst out after being suppressed for a long time...
His arms tightly wrapped around her waist like iron hoops, pressing her tightly against him, as if he wanted to rub her into his body. Song Yuanyuan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, like a dense drum beat, which made her eardrums hurt.
The defensive line of reason collapsed under this storm-like offensive, and she fell instantly. Without hesitation, her hands suddenly climbed up Qin Han's neck, and her fingers subconsciously inserted into his thick hair, responding enthusiastically...
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Her breathing was rapid and disordered, and she was intertwined with Qin and Han, and she was particularly clear in this silent corridor.
Song Yuanyuan closed her eyes tightly, her cheeks were so red and hot that they seemed to ignite the air, and she murmured: "Qin Han...I..."
The voice was broken and vague, but it was full of all the passion and intoxication she felt at the moment.
Her body trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because she was impacted by this surging emotion, she was unable to hold on her to her toes. She wanted to get closer to this man who was closer to her almost crazy.
Feeling her response, Qin Han kissed harder and harder, as if he wanted to explore the deepest part of her soul.
His hands were restless, and slowly moved up along Song Yuanyuan's back, and finally stayed in her back of the head, and slightly harder to make the two people's kisses closer, as if to make up for all the ambiguous and restraint before ... br>
For a long time, the lips are divided ~
Their eyes met, and the fire in their eyes was still burning.
Song Yuanyuan's chest rose and fell violently, her eyes looked at Qin Han with confusion, her lips were slightly red and swollen, with a bit of seductive beauty.
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Qin Han stared at her, his voice was low and hoarse, and he said softly: "Yuanyuan, I can't control myself..."
Song Yuanyuan's cheeks were flushed, and there was still confusion in her eyes. She lowered her head slightly and said softly: "Boss, me too..."
Without speaking, it was blocked by Qin Han's urgent kiss again.
The kiss this time is even more intense and more turbulent! Intersection
Song Yuanyuan was completely ignited with the fire deep in her heart. She put aside all her reserve and shyness, wrapped her arms tightly around Qin Han's neck like vines, and took the initiative to deepen the kiss.
She eagerly entangled with Qin Han, absorbing his breath, as if she wanted to integrate herself into his body.
Her breathing became more and more rapid, her hot cheeks gently rubbed on Qin and Han's face, her mouth was vague but full of longing.
"Qin Han ... I want ..."
Qin Han was boiled by her enthusiasm, holding Song Yuanyuan's hips with both hands, and picked her up steadily.
Song Yuanyuan felt her body rising into the air, and subconsciously wrapped her legs around Qin Han's waist. She looked at him with blurred eyes and panted, "Hold me back..."
Without saying a word, Qin Han strode towards the house with her in his arms, and kicked the door shut, completely cutting off all the hustle and bustle of the outside world.
The two of them stumbled all the way to the bed, their steps hurried and anxious. Qin Han's breathing was rapid and hot, spraying against Song Yuanyuan's ears.
He gently put down Song Yuanyuan with a little bit, and pressed the whole body up, and his body fits tightly, as if to rub each other into his body.
At this moment,
Song Yuanyuan suddenly woke up for a moment suddenly.
Her jade-white hand suddenly stretched out and pressed against Qin Han's hot chest. Under her palm was his violently beating heart.
A trace of nervousness and shyness flashed through her eyes quickly, like a frightened deer. Her voice trembled violently, with a bit of delicateness and embarrassment, and she said softly: "I... this is my first time, please have mercy on me." …”
The words fell,
Her cheeks instantly turned red as if they could bleed, and were so hot that they were frighteningly hot. She didn't dare to look directly into Qin Han's eyes that were so hot that they seemed to devour her. She could only tilt her head to one side in panic, biting her lower lip lightly. It seems that he is suppressing the inner turmoil.
Hearing words,
Qin Han's eyes were bright and excited. Is this unexpected? Intersection
"Yuan Yuan, have you never talked about your boyfriend before?"
"Talk about two ... but ... I haven't had a long time ..."
"... good !!!"
Qin Han is part -time to be crazy!
He put Song Yuanyuan tightly into his arms, and the strength seemed to embed her into his body. He said softly, "Yuan Yuan, you leave me the most precious self, I will definitely not be in charge of it. You. "
His voice trembled slightly due to excitement, with unprecedented solemnity, and his hot cheek pressed against Song Yuanyuan's hair, rubbing it gently, as if this could convey his full joy and cherishment.
Song Yuanyuan's nest was in his arms, listening to this affectionate promise, his eyes were wet, and the little embarrassment and anxiety in his heart were instantly dispersed by Qin Han's hot affection.
She choked, and her voice was crying: "Qin Han, I believe you ..."
He also slowly raised his hands, hugged Qin Han's waist tightly, and held his back with his fingers, as if he had grasped the most solid support in the world.
Qin Han pursed her slightly, holding Song Yuanyuan's face with both hands, and gently wiped the tears in the corner of her eyes. His eyes were affectionate and softly said, "From now on, no matter how old the years are changing, and the time is easy, as long as you are by my side, I will care for you to take care of you for a lifetime, let you be happy, and be the happiest woman in the world! "
As he spoke, he lowered his head and gently kissed away the remaining tears on her cheeks, touching her lips lightly with endless pity.
Song Yuanyuan's cheeks were crimson, her eyes were full of movement and affection, tears spinning in her eyes, and the crystal tears made her eyes more watery and moist.
She raised her head slightly, and the lines on her neck were graceful and slender, like an elegant white swan. She took the initiative to bring her lips to hers, kissed Qin Han lightly like a dragonfly, and murmured: "With your words, I can do anything." Not afraid anymore..."
The voice was soft and trembling, full of dependence on the people in front of me.
Qin Han's eyes were darker, and she was instantly challenged by her appearance. She kissed again and was entangled with her.
Song Yuanyuan's body instinctively trembled slightly, her hands subconsciously grasped Qin Han's arms, and she couldn't help but grasp her pink and white feet...
At this time in the house,
The dim light seemed to be dyed with ambiguous colors, and the swaying light and shadow swayed on the wall, seeming to dance for the lovers.
The air was filled with a faint ambiguous atmosphere, and the temperature rose sharply, as if every trace of air was ignited.
Qin Han's hands slowly traveled along her waistline. Every time she touched, Song Yuanyuan trembled. Her breathing became more rapid, and her breasts were slightly undulating.
Song Yuanyuan snorted, sounding both ashamed and angry. This delicate voice only added fuel to the fire, making Qin Han completely sink.
The two were completely intoxicated in this gentle hometown in the bed, and the night outside the window was still deep. All the concerns and hesitation inside the house were left behind. At this moment, their world only has each other. Hug each other, go to the ultimate joy ...
The night is getting darker!
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(End of this chapter)