After Being Bent by Reader

This is the second time they kissed, and it feels different from the last time. The last time that kiss was rough and irritable, Fang Qin was obviously gentler this time.

Gentle Anjie could push her away with a little effort, but Anjie hesitated.

The moment her lips were held, her whole heart was raised in her throat, her confused eyes glared, and it was filled with shock.

Fang Qin's thin palms stroked her face, the tip of her tongue seemed to be teasing, her lips trembled slightly, there was a kind of numbness of electricity.

This was a tasteless kiss. It was obviously not her initiative, but An Ji did not feel the other party's infringement at all. On the contrary, she actually thought it was...wonderful.

Fang Qin squinted her eyes carefully to see her reaction.

"Boom—"

A burst of thunder made An Ji's eyelids twitch. The drops of water on the eyelashes shook off and mixed into the eyes. Through that layer of mist, she couldn't see the expression of the person in front of her, her vision was blurred, and her heart was confused.

Hiding in the county town from the city and hiding in the hotel room for a few days, Anji still did not escape.

It rained suddenly, and the kiss came suddenly. All this happened too quickly. An Ji had no time, he thought, there was only one voice in his mind: Is it... really God's will?

Realizing that she didn't resist, Fang Qin put his arms around her waist, closed his eyes and started kissing her intently.

The tight lips were lifted by the tip of the tongue, and he probed carefully on the two rows of shell teeth. An Ji opened her mouth instinctively, and the soft tongue took advantage of her emptiness and entangled her.

An Ji tasted a hint of sweetness from the tip of her tongue, and chased her with some curiosity.

Fang Qin was delighted by her initiative, and moved her hand to the front.

The sound of the zipper opening of the jacket clearly penetrated into the eardrums. When the cold palm touched the skin of her waist, Anji Ji Ling came to his senses and pressed her hand.

"and many more--"

There was a certain emotion in Fang Qin's gentle eyes, his lower limbs pressed tightly against her, touched her wet lips, and said, "Take it off, otherwise you will really catch a cold."

Both of them were wet. Although the air conditioner in the room was not cold at all, it was uncomfortable for the wet clothes to stick to them.

An Ji didn't know whether she was bewitched by her eyes or her voice, but she was taken aback, and the zipper was pulled to the end by her.

When the reaction came over, the wet coat had been stripped off and thrown aside.

Fang Qin untied her scarf when she walked in. Inside her was a V-neck thermal underwear, clinging to the skin, outlining the round outline of her chest.

She is very thin, her neck is very thin, her collarbone is obvious, and her breast is not a plump type. This shriveled figure is not the type that Anji likes, but I don’t know why, smelling the light fragrance floating on her body, looking at the restless strands. His wet hair slipped in through the gap in the middle of the V-neck, and An Ji only felt his throat tighten.

Fang Qin leaned over and kissed her again, inserting both hands from the hem of the sweater, helping her take it off effortlessly.

The cold hands gradually became hot, and went up her back, and touched the underwear buttons on her back. An Ji gently pushed her shoulders, this time the sign of resistance became more obvious.

Fang Qin thought she was regretting, a trace of panic flashed under her eyes, hugging her, and asked softly, "Can't it?"

Anjie's breathing was a bit short, she tried to restrain her voice from trembling, and said: "I heard Xiao Tang'er say that you love your ex-girlfriend very much."

How do you mention this at this juncture?

Fang Qin was stunned, and said sadly: "That's all from the past, I don't feel anything for her now."

An Ji took a breath, curled her fingers on Fang Qin's shoulder, and said, "You have been together for three years."

"Do you... mind this?"

An Ji actually has no virgin complex, but every time she thinks that Fang Qin has a girlfriend who has been with her for three years, and that she is so skilled every time Fang Qin kisses her, she feels uncomfortable.

But she didn't want to admit that it was jealous.

Fang Qin only regarded her as an acquiescence, his eyes darkened, and slowly removed his hands from her back, trying to say "I'm sorry", but An Ji hugged her.

Fang Qin was stunned, and did not understand what she meant for a while, An Ji rushed over with an emotional kiss.

An Ji sucked heavily, hugged her waist, met her shocked gaze, and said provocatively: "It must be your poor technique that she dumped you."

"..." After being surprised, Fang Qin stretched his expression and blew into her scattered eyes, and said, "I'll know if I try it."

No longer giving her a chance to shrink, Fang Qin overwhelmed her on the bed.

The two were entangled together again, and couldn't wait to help each other get rid of their shackles.

The thick curtains blocked the outside scenery, and the raindrops "cracked" on the glass continuously, covering up the one after another in the room.

After a few days of doing it, Murong Shi’s skills did not degrade at all. Xu Chuanchuan quickly collapsed under her lips, tongue and fingers, and she let out a long "Ah". As her body convulsed, she softened like a slender root. .

"It's only five minutes, that's it?" Murong Shi looked at her playfully, helping her wipe off the fine sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

After living together, Xu Chuanchuan became more and more useless in this respect, and Murong Shi just touched her casually...there was a shattering underneath and soon felt...

When the white hand swept across the tip of his nose, Xu Chuanchuan sensitively smelled the familiar smell, his expression stiffened: "Did you wipe your hands just now?"

Her face was flushed, her lips were red and swollen with water, and her eyes were moisturized. Murong Shiqing couldn't help but kiss her and open her palms to show her.

"..." Xu Chuanchuan saw the oily light on it, and he knew it clearly, and shouted with a blushing face, "You still touch my forehead and my hair, it's so dirty!"

Murong Shi twitched his mouth and said, "Is it dirty? I don't think it."

After speaking, she smeared the above things on Xu Chuanchuan's chest, her serious expression seemed to be a baker putting the last layer of cream on the delicious cake...

After she finished, under Xu Chuanchuan's nervous gaze, she leaned over to kiss and began to taste her "food".

Xu Chuanchuan took a breath.

"Why is the sky dark?" An hour later, Xu Chuanchuan asked, lying on the bed, looking at the dark room.

Murong Shi pulled out the pillow under her **** and said, "It rained just now."

No wonder it feels colder than before.

Xu Chuanchuan put his legs together and was about to get into the bed, but Murong Shi put his hand under her waist and hugged her.

Suddenly her body vacated, Xu Chuanchuan reflexively sandwiched her hips with her legs, and exclaimed, "What are you doing?"

Murong Shi hugged her easily, touched a little bed sheet on her chin, and said, "How do you sleep like this?"

Xu Chuanchuan followed her gaze and saw a large wet on the purple bed sheet, and his face was flushed.

Murong Shi put her on the chair, tore off the wet sheets, and said, "It seems that we will have to put a waterproof membrane underneath in the future.

Xu Chuanchuan covered his hot face with his hands, looked at his busy back through his fingers, and asked, "Then...Is the pillow okay?"

Murong Shi picked up the crumpled pillow, touched it, and chuckled, "How could it be okay, it's all wet inside."

Xu Chuanchuan: "..."

The pillow was used by Murong Shi normally. Xu Chuanchuan wanted to throw it away, but Murong Shi snatched it over and said, "Save it as a memento."

Xu Chuanchuan was speechless.

Following the hair that fell from the cat's tail, this pillow became the third "collectible" of Murong Poetry. The second "collectible" is a bad egg.

She found the packing bag where she bought the whale pillow, put the pillow case inside, and put it on the bottom of the closet like a baby.

Xu Chuanchuan silently watched her do this, rubbed the goose bumps on her arm, and said: "If others know that you are collecting these things, they must think you are a pervert."

Murong Shi did not refute, closed the cabinet door, walked over and hugged her back to the bed, stuffed her into the quilt, and said, "Those are all unique treasures."

Xu Chuanchuan's mouth twitched, not knowing how to pick it up.

Murong Shi smiled narrowly, squeezed her stiff face, and said, "Baby, you are amazing. I don't know what it will be next time."

"You, you, you... hide all the mess, there is no place for you to put it!"

Murong Shi said sternly: "So I plan to wait for the decoration there to buy a big cupboard and put it in the study room, then put these things in, you can see the code words, isn't it interesting?"

Xu Chuanchuan just imagined that picture and felt the creeps, and said in a cold tone: "Then I must be Cavan every day."

Murong Shi just smiled, and changed the conversation: "I'm a little hungry."

Xu Chuanchuan touched his flat stomach and swallowed: "Me too..."

"Go out to eat or order takeaway?"

"Order takeaway." Xu Chuanchuan couldn't lift a bit of strength, and now his legs were still shaking.

Murong Shi took out his mobile phone and opened Meituan.

While waiting for the takeout, Murong Shi threw the removed sheets and pillowcases into the washing machine.

Xu Chuanchuan was lying on the bed and playing with her mobile phone. She remembered the date of An Ji and Fang Qin, took a look at the gloomy sky outside, and wanted to find out whether their date went smoothly, but it was a pity that An Ji did not return to her after the news was sent for a long time.

The other side of the same city.

The two people who had just finished lay back to back, obviously covering the same quilt, but they didn't seem to know each other, and they remained deadlocked for a long time without saying a word.

In the end, Fang Qin broke the silence: "Are you... okay?"

"Yeah." An Ji's voice was faint, and neither fatigue nor a trace of joy could be heard.

Fang Qin thought for a moment, turned over, looked at her messy head, wanted to help her straighten her hair, stopped before her hand, and leaned in quietly.

The room was very quiet, and even the slightest sound would be amplified. Would An Ji know that she was approaching? I hurriedly moved outside.

A thin hand clasped her waist, and then the gentle and soft body pressed against her back, and the body became stiff.

Fang Qin's arms tightened, and her lips intentionally or unintentionally rubbed the tips of her ears and said, "It's going to fall."

Fortunately, with his back to each other's faces that couldn't be seen clearly, An Ji was awkward and said, "Then you go over."

Fang Qin held her hand on her waist and moved her a little bit inward. The two bodies inevitably rubbed against each other, and An Ji felt himself hot again and struggled a bit.

When she moved, Fang Qin pulled her body over and looked at each other.

Thinking of the madness just now, An Ji looked down unnaturally.

Fang Qin looked at her for an instant, and asked hopefully: "Is the technology okay?"

"..." There was not enough light in the room, but they leaned too close, An Ji could almost see the fluff on her face, looked away deliberately, and said flatly, "It's normal."

"Then... do you want to do it again?"

An Ji opened his mouth slightly and looked at her incredulously.

"It's funny." Fang Qin smiled lightly, "I know you are the first time."

What happened the first time? What a great experience?

An Ji saw that she lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, so her mind was hot and took her hand.

Fang Qin didn't have any precautions. The figure in front of him flickered. Before he realized what was going on, his body was pressed back to the bed.

...

It only rained for two hours, but An Ji stayed in Fang Qin's small rental house for five days.

Fang Qin had been with her the first two days because it was a weekend. Except for eating, taking a bath and going to the toilet, they spent almost all of them in bed.

In the next three days, it was because An Ji suddenly developed a fever. Fang Qin went to work during the day and rushed back to take care of her immediately after work. It can be described as meticulous.

Because she didn't return to the hotel, An Ji didn't dare to tell Xu Chuanchuan about her illness. She only saw the news from Xu Chuanchuan a long time later. At that time, her fever had subsided, but she was weak and lacking energy.

Xu Chuanchuan asked her how she was doing with Fang Qin. An Ji thought about it for a long time, and then replied with two words: "Done."

Xu Chuanchuan: "So fast!!!"

It was indeed fast. Afterwards, An Ji suspected that he had had a spring dream in retrospect, but all of this was so real.

After the relationship, An Ji didn't pat his **** and leave without doing anything. Once, she took the advantage of Fang Qin to take a bath and was about to sneak away, but found that the clothes were still hanging outside, and she didn't know if they were dry.

Naked and naked, she was too embarrassed to ran out. She missed a good opportunity. Fang Qin had already taken a shower and had a look in water. He walked over and asked her gently, "Does it still hurt?"

With just a few simple words, An Ji felt guilty in his heart.

Run after sleeping, what is it if it is not a scum?

An Ji was a little guilty, her gaze wandered, and she couldn't help but look at her straight white legs, her throat rolled, and she said, "Not so delicate."

Sorry, didn’t you end up falling ill?

An Ji absolutely does not admit that her body is weak, and she attributed everything to insatiable.

Shaking his dizzy head, An Ji slowly typed: "Is all older single women who have to solve their physical needs and do what they want. Is it weird?"

Such sturdy remarks are in line with An Ji's style, Xu Chuanchuan didn't think much about it, and replied: "Congratulations!"

An Ji: "Congratulations?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "You have done everything, so quickly make sure that the relationship is together!"

Seeing the second half sentence, An Ji was stunned.

Together?

She really never thought about this issue...

So, when Fang Qin came back from get off work, he greeted her with a chill, and finally solemnly said "Tang Xin, be my girlfriend", Anji was still a little embarrassed.

She stared at her blankly: "Why?"

Fang Qin smiled and said, "I like you and you like me, and...we fit so well in that respect, isn't it good to be together?"

Seeing her approaching slowly, An Ji panicked and blurted out: "No--"

"No?" Xu Chuanchuan almost choked with the food in his mouth, patted his chest and looked at the person sitting opposite incomprehensibly, "Why didn't you agree?"

An Ji recovered from her illness and her clothes were dry. She "escaped" from Fang Qin's house and returned to the hotel to start living at home again.

After coming back, she was always upset, so she had to call out Xu Chuanchuan alone to chat with her.

Xu Chuanchuan brought her something to eat, and talked while eating, asking vaguely what happened to them that day.

Obviously very passionate, An Ji deliberately put it lightly, except that Fang Qin's expression was a little loose when she mentioned that Fang Qin was about to associate with her.

"Not why." An Ji stuffed a bite of vegetables in his mouth.

Xu Chuanchuan put down his chopsticks and asked urgently: "Since you like her too, why don't you agree?"

An Ji raised his eyelids and said in a dull tone: "Who said I like her?"

"I don't like how you could do that with her!"

An Ji smiled playfully and said, "I was a superficial person. I also told you that I'm pretty scumbag. You still don't believe me."

Xu Chuanchuan was choked and said anxiously: "I don't believe it. I have known each other for six years. If you have a bad character, I won't be friends with you. I have written articles for so many years, and there are so many beautiful readers who hook you every day, you If you were so superficial and casual, you would have been a fan. I know you are not that kind of person."

The smile on An Ji's face slowly faded, she didn't know how to eat, and she also put down her chopsticks and said, "I'm just worried..."

"worry about what?"

An Ji took a sip to moisturize his throat, and said slowly: "She and I still lack understanding of each other, and we don't know what our life habits are. I am worried...I and her will be like oranges."

Xu Chuanchuan frowned: "How come?"

"It's hard to tell." An Ji sighed, "I really liked oranges at the time. I think she is very cute in terms of figure, face or personality. But when I invited her to Shanghai to live with me, I found out She disguised all the cuteness. She was so lazy and admired vanity. This made me very disgusted, so I cruelly dumped her."

"But Fang Qin is not such a person, Fang Qin is a very good person."

"Is it right to be good?"

"I've tried it before I know it's appropriate!" As someone who came by, Xu Chuanchuan felt that he had to teach her a lesson. "I used to reject Murong. I thought she was bossy and domineering, but it was not when we were together later. Is it great? Even if something is inappropriate, if you really like the other person, you will change it for the other person."

"Done?"

"...It's over." Xu Chuan saw that she was indifferent, his eyes rolled, and he had an idea. "A good person like Fang Qin is hard to find with a lantern. If it weren't for Murong, I would have gone after her. Up."

An Ji raised his eyebrows and jokingly said, "Are you not afraid that I will tell these words to your big vinegar?"

Xu Chuanchuan's expression changed slightly, and he quickly stopped, and said, "Don't interrupt, your business is not over yet. A small sacrifice, you must seize it when the fate is reached, otherwise you will regret it if you miss it."

An Ji fell into contemplation.

The author has something to say: one quick class, one general class, does not accept rebuttal.

The author has long been scolded to death when the deputy CP of other channels appears so frequently.

Whisper BB, I think the female one smells very good (Shhhhhhh