Mu Feng. . .you. . . .

What Yao Xiaojing wanted to say was, what are you going to do, Mu Feng.

But her provocative eyes and finger-twisting movements made Chen Mufeng almost exhaust his proud self-control to barely suppress the wave of passion in his body.

Schopenhauer said that if the desire is too intense and strong, it is no longer just an affirmation of one's own existence, but will further deny or cancel the existence of others.Desire is not a pure and absolute thing, it requires rational regulation and restraint.

Doing the right thing at the right time is the best way for men and women who are deeply in desire to get along.

The current situation has reached a critical point, Chen Mufeng had to brake halfway, forcing himself to stop.

He buried his face in her neck, gasping for breath.When the hot breath brushed over her smooth and moist skin, the little man in her arms couldn't help shivering, and buried her face in his neck. . .

Intimacy is a boundary.

It can make men and women who keep a distance become affectionate in an instant, and it can also make the relationship of sweet couples develop by leaps and bounds.

Chen Mufeng and Yao Xiaojing suddenly felt that the relationship between them had become different from before.

The fiery entanglement of each other, the secrets of the body that are regarded as treasures, are all peeped into the inside by the other party.The warmth like a spring breeze made them feel closer and more like lovers who want to stay together for a lifetime.

The two hugged each other silently for a while.

Chen Mufeng finally regained his composure.He started to help her arrange her clothes, and when his fingers touched the whiteness of her chest, his eyes couldn't help but darken again.

"Ah-choo--------" Yao Xiaojing sneezed untimely, and Chen Mufeng immediately frowned and blamed himself for his carelessness: "Stand don't move around, I'll find some clothes for you to change into!"

Yao Xiaojing rubbed her astringent nose, how could she be obedient?

She hugged Chen Mufeng's thin waist from behind, put her face on his back, and said softly, "I'll let you change it for me..."

Chen Mufeng's heart jumped twice suddenly, he took a breath and stretched out his hand to slap her upturned PP lightly, pretending to be annoyed: "You shameless girl... do you know if a man and a woman can accept or not?" Ancient teaching."

"Ho ho..." Yao Xiaojing buried himself on his back and smiled.

When Chen Mufeng found out one of his camouflage training uniforms and temporarily used it as her coat, he suddenly found that the little man's face had turned into a cat again.His body was still covered with wet mud, but she didn't care at all.

Seeing his uncontrollable amused expression, she foolishly rubbed the ashes on her face, and now, the picture on her little face became more abstract.

"Pfft-------------" Chen Mufeng couldn't help laughing.

Yao Xiaojing looked at the handsome man who was covered in mud and water but still made her fascinated by his smile, and couldn't help but also smiled foolishly. .

"Mu Feng...you should smile more... so pretty!" she said.

"..." He was defeated by her again.

Chen Mufeng went to the boiler room at the back of the dormitory and fetched two thermos bottles of boiling water and poured them into his washbasin. He took clean clothes for a change and was ready to go out.

"I'll watch for you at the door, you hurry up and wash with hot water and change your clothes."

"What about you?" She watched him pour all the water in the thermos bottle to her.

Chen Mufeng grinned, and said with a smile: "I'll just wash it with cold water from the bathroom later!"

Yao Xiaojing shuddered in shock at his nonchalant words.

It's early winter in Beijing, and here is a mountainous area. The temperature is already low. He just got caught in the cold rain, and he still needs to take a cold shower. .

She picked up the clean camouflage uniform, stepped forward and pulled him: "You wash it with hot water, I'll just go to the bathroom and wipe my face."

Chen Mufeng raised his sword eyebrows and held her in place: "Be obedient, hurry up and wash and change your clothes, I'll take you around the neighborhood."

Yao Xiaojing bit her lip and refused to move, her quiet black eyes glanced at the muddy black face, and whispered: "Mu Feng...I love you so much..."

Chen Mufeng felt that her tender and caring words hit her chest hard.

Mu Feng, I feel sorry for you.

For many years, no one has spoken such warm words to him again.

He also thought that he would never have such an opportunity again in his life. .

but.

His little man with black hair and black eyes, dirty face like a little cat, said to him solemnly: "Mu Feng...I love you so much..."

There was a hot feeling in his eyes, and it took him a lot of effort to resist the urge to hold her in his arms and kiss her fiercely.

He can swear to God.

In this life, he only treats the little man in front of him alone, to the end!

"Okay, don't be stupid...wash up obediently, and I'll let you out at the door." He pressed the little man's heart hard, and after seeing her face turned into a steamed stuffed bun successfully, he didn't allow her to argue anymore , turned around and strode out of the tidy and monotonous dormitory.

The door was closed softly.

What was left for Yao Xiaojing was a space full of Chen Mufeng's breath.

Yao Xiaojing, who was refreshed after changing clothes, must accompany Chen Mufeng to wash up in the bathroom.

She turned her back, listening to the rustling undressing of the people behind her.

Even though Chen Mufeng was also behind his back, the key training of snipers in his academy for several years was not in vain. .Just out of the corner of his eye, he saw a dishonest little man twisting his neck and drooling at Hong Guoguo's back. .

"Yao Xiaojing... How many times has it been?" He used the washbasin to collect water, while making gestures to reprimand the figure who suddenly stood upright like a javelin.

"I... No... Peeking." She bit her lower lip, deeply entangled in the scene she just saw that made all the women's blood rush. .

he. . .

he. . .

How can you have such a good figure. . .

Looking from behind, the nude models in the Academy of Fine Arts can go to rest, and the male models on the catwalk can go home and sleep. .And she. .It turned out to be the owner of this perfect figure.

Wow! !

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