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Song Yiyuan originally thought that the atmosphere of watching a Korean drama with a man for the first time would be fascinating, and she would even not watch it at all because she was concerned about the people next to her. However, because Yu Yi was sitting on the sofa and did not say anything, she lay on her back. There was no one in sight on the carpet, so I was just awkward for a while, and then I forgot about Yu Yi's existence and was immersed in the plot.
When you are tired from lying down, sit up, grab a pillow, lean on the sofa and enjoy yourself. When the plot started to become tense, Song Yiyuan hid behind the pillow to look away, as if trying to avoid the scary scenes at any time, and then - slowly, slowly, leaning on Yu Yi, first leaning on Yu Yi. On his shoulder, he grabbed the pillow nervously, and then somehow slipped it down, resting his pillow on the man's thigh, and lay down on the sofa.
Yu Yi didn¡¯t say anything. Even when Song Yiyuan came closer, his body was as stiff as a log and he sat upright.
Song Yiyuan finally realized what she was sleeping on during a boring moment in the plot, but she did not get up. Instead, she turned her head and looked at Yu Yi. Almost at the same time as she looked over, Yu Yi also looked down at her slightly. . The two looked at each other without saying anything. Song Yiyuan turned around, pressed fast forward twice, and continued to watch TV happily.
But I don't know if she realized that she was resting on someone's thigh. Song Yiyuan always felt hard, so she couldn't help but change her position, pillowing a little in front and a little behind. Well, the back is still soft. a little. Moving and moving, rubbing and rubbing, the back of her head rested on Yu Yi's abdomen. A big hand held her head and held up Song Yiyuan's head. Yu Yi's breathing was a little heavy.
Song Yiyuan came to her senses from the plot, her face turned red, and she sat up without looking at Yu Yi, hugging the pillow and pretending to be calm as she continued to watch TV.
Yu Yi still didn¡¯t say anything, just swayed his legs and continued to act as a sofa decoration.
When Song Yiyuan came over for the second time and slowly slid down for the second time, the man subconsciously put his palms underneath to make Song Yiyuan's pillow more comfortable.
Skin was in contact with skin, and Yu Yi couldn't help but touch it slightly - carefully, tenderly and affectionately.
Song Yiyuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled quietly and rubbed it into her dry and warm palms.
The tall man froze there, pursed his lips, and acted calmly for a moment, but his heartbeat became louder without being able to hide it.
Song Yiyuan thought: Why does she feel that the person she is getting married to is cute for no reason?
The two of them just watched TV with nothing to do all afternoon. When it was time for dinner, Song Yiyuan lay flat on his lap, looked at the tall man and said, "I want to make Korean fried chicken." She winked and said, "Do you want to eat it?"
"Um."
"Then I'll do it." Song Yiyuan sat up, very interested.
The fried chicken was ready, and Yu Yi ate it all without saying a word.
Song Yiyuan asked: "Is it delicious?"
Yu Yi nodded.
Song Yiyuan served him a bowl of porridge to relieve his greasiness. Yu Yi said, "You can drink some too."
Song Yiyuan thought for a moment and scooped out a spoonful. It was less than half a bowl, not enough for Yu Yi to take a bite. When Yu Yi saw him, he didn't say much.
In the evening, Song Yiyuan continued to watch Korean dramas, and Yu Yi went to the study to handle emails.
At ten o'clock, Song Yiyuan was going to go back to the bedroom to sleep, and found that the light in the study was on. She looked at it, took a shower, came out, and knocked on the door of the study.
Yu Yi looked at her: "You go to bed first."
"Would you like something to drink?"
"coffee."
Song Yiyuan paused: "Want to stay up late?"
"Um."
So Song Yiyuan ground a cup of coffee for him.
After getting back into bed, Song Yiyuan wrapped the quilt tightly, rolled around twice, and began to happily browse Weibo.
Once I brushed it, I brushed it until two o'clock in the morning. The bedroom door opened and Song Yiyuan looked over. It was Yu Yi.
There was a soft and warm night light on the bedside, and Song Yiyuan was lying on the bed, obviously not asleep yet. Yu Yi was in a complicated mood, walked over and stared at her.
Song Yiyuan was heartbroken when she saw it. What's wrong?
Yu Yi first stood by the bed and looked at her. As if he couldn't help it, he sat down and stared at Song Yiyuan closely.
Song Yiyuan blinked, feeling a little scared, and whispered without knowing why, "Huh?"
Yu Yi pursed his lips, but in the end said nothing, stood up and took a shower.
Song Yiyuan was confused.
When Yu Yi came out of the shower, Song Yiyuan took a look at the man's abdominal muscles and swallowed quietly. Want to touch.
Yu Yi lay on the bed.
Two people sleep on each side, and there is room for one more person in the middle. Obviously two peopleBuilding, three ladders at a time, Song Yiyuan felt like she was flying.
When the bedroom door was closed, Yu Yi pressed the person against the door, hugged the person and kissed him.
Song Yiyuan was panting. When the man bit his neck, she gasped and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yu Yi didn¡¯t say anything, but licked her lips all the way up and took Song Yiyuan¡¯s lips, and kissed her for a while. As if that wasn¡¯t enough, he held her head with his big hands and kissed her more passionately.
Song Yiyuan narrowly escaped death, hooked her hands around his neck, touched their foreheads, and asked again: "What's going on?"
Yu Yi still didn't speak, his eyes were intense, he pursed his lips and looked at her red, moist, slightly swollen, moist lips, panting like a cow.
Song Yiyuan also looked at him and guessed: "You just want to fuck me?" Her eyes were very seductive.
The man¡¯s lips pursed into a straight line, his eyes seemed to want to eat someone, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and a deep nasal voice came out of his nasal cavity: "Yes."
Song Yiyuan kissed him, took his earlobe in her mouth and whispered: "Go to bed." - The world was spinning again, and Yu Yi hugged her over. Before they even got into bed, a kiss from the tall guy followed. While kissing and taking off his clothes, every movement revealed the man's eagerness and desire.
Song Yiyuan was kissed so hard that she couldn't resist, but she also thought vaguely in a certain gap: She didn't do anything yesterday, why are she so passionate today?
The two of them had two extremely intense rounds. Song Yiyuan¡¯s hands were shaking with pleasure, and she was also a little scared - what if he was so damn happy?
Yu Yi hugged her and gently touched her back. Song Yiyuan nestled into his arms, feeling so comfortable that she half-closed her eyes. Yu Yi couldn't help but kiss when he touched her, couldn't help but lick when she kissed, and couldn't help but suck when she licked From the shoulder to the waist, from the thigh to the calf, Song Yiyuan was fucked by someone again After kissing each other back and forth, the two of them couldn't help but have sex again.
The warmth lasted for more than half an hour, and it was close to eleven o'clock. Song Yiyuan was a little sleepy, and fell asleep soon.
When the time was close to twelve o'clock, Yu Yi's phone rang.
Zhen Wei said helplessly on the other end: "Mr. Yu, the boarding pass has been changed. Where are you?"
Yu Yi came out of bed, kissed Song Yiyuan carefully on the cheek, and whispered: "Come right away." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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