Cold President, Hug Me

It's really Gu Yifei's blessing to be with such a man in her life.

After changing her slippers, song Mingyang directly took another pair of men's slippers and put them on. Then he took her hand and went to the front of the living room sofa and sat down.

The decoration here is gorgeous.

It's luxurious Baroque.

Until now, Gu Yifei will feel intoxicated when he sees everything here.

She really likes everything here.

She felt that it was as gorgeous as a palace.

In particular, the crystal chandelier here, she really loved to the bone

Every time she came back, she would look up and look at the delicate crystal chandeliers on the ceiling.

Sitting close to song Mingyang in this way, she couldn't help recalling the picture of them kissing in the car.

Thinking of that picture, her heart beat wildly again.

The heart beat again.

Her face turned red all at once

The whole body seems to have a fever.

Standing up like a spring, she said with an embarrassed face, "I I'll go to the kitchen and make tea for you... "

Then she quickly turned around and trotted all the way into the kitchen.

Looking at the girl's nervous back, song Mingyang couldn't help but hook his lips

"What a simple child." He said to himself with a smile.

Lighting a cigarette, he leaned back naturally and gracefully, folded his slender legs and smoked quietly.

Disgust Teng around, the man's eyes with a smile, it is particularly attractive.

Since the appearance of Gu Yifei, the stand in, there have been more smiles on his face.

Before, he really seldom had that kind of time to laugh.

But with Gu Yifei, she can often make him laugh.

Because she was similar to his Xiao ran, he was so happy.

Into the kitchen, Gu Yifei is directly closed the door.

Then she leaned against the door, gasping for breath and caressing her chest

Nervous.

It's really nervous.

She suddenly found out that she was really hopeless.

Just a kiss, she can from just now, has been nervous to now.

Song Mingyang must have seen her nervousness.

The thought of this made her feel even more shameful.

She had been leaning against the door panel for a long time, until she was completely relieved. Then she took a deep breath and went to the front of the stove to boil water with an electric kettle.

In the gap of boiling water, she could not help recalling her first kiss.

At the thought of that picture, her face turned red again.

Song Mingyang in the car just now was so gentle.

He gave her a warm kiss, which she would never forget in her whole life

Her first kiss was really unforgettable.

It's beautiful.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help reaching out and stroking her lips

Song Mingyang lip - petal temperature, she can clearly remember.

The temperature, with a little cool.

It's very comfortable.

Before I knew it, the water was boiling.

Then she directly opened the top cabinet and took out the tea from it.

However, the thought of drinking green tea at night is not good, easy to sleep.

So she just took out the dry roses.

She is going to make a cup of flower tea for song Mingyang.

Rose tea, drinking it will not make people unable to sleep.

Find out the delicate glass tea set, she seriously brewed rose tea for him, and then carrying the tea set, went straight out.

Dry rose, meet hot water, get rebirth, in the glass teapot, quietly blooming, emitting a faint rose fragrance.

The taste is refreshing!

At this time, song Mingyang is sitting in front of the sofa watching TV.

The man's sitting posture is very straight, and his whole body exudes the noble spirit of living on people.

When she came to him, she carefully put down the tray, poured a cup of tea for him, and said, "rose tea, here..."

Song Mingyang took a look at the beautiful rose tea and said with a smile, "thank you..."

Then he extended his long arm and pulled her to his big leg.

This kind of close contact, once again let Gu Yifei can't help but think of just now, the two of them kissing in the car.

At the thought of that picture, her face turned red.

On the man's affectionate eyes, her face, is more red fierce.Compared with her, the man is very calm.

He looked at her vaguely, a hand naturally clasped on her, soft, soft voice asked, "what's the matter. Are you so nervous with me? Well

Gu Yifei nodded, but it was a little disguised.

The main thing is that her nervousness can't be covered up.

Her various performance, all reveals three words, that is - I am nervous!

"Don't be nervous, eh?" Man's hand, while carefully rubbing the soft place, while the road.

This extremely intimate action, once again let Gu Yifei's heart plop up.

In a flash, heart like deer hit!

Her body, this is the first time that a man has touched her like this!

It's really more stressful than kissing.

Her body, all of a sudden taut straight.

Man's hand, as if charged, has been Su Su where he touched, numb, people can't help shaking.

Gu Yifei just nodded mechanically, but he couldn't say a word. A heart seemed to be breaking out of his chest.

She didn't know how to deal with such intimacy.

After touching the outside of the clothes for a while, song Mingyang naturally slipped his hand from under the clothes into her clothes, and simply extended it directly into Wen yuexiong.

The palm of his hand, with a certain temperature.

All of a sudden, she felt that she was too hot.

I have a fever all over my body

The whole person is as red as a cooked shrimp!

"What are you doing?"

Gu Yifei moved uncomfortably. By mistake, her farts moved to the key part of the man

That place, it seems a little

Hard!

Although she has never been in touch with a man, she still knows what that reaction means

All of a sudden, she was even more messy.

The brain is blank, too.

This man actually had a reaction

She suddenly regretted it.

I regret having just invited this man in for tea.

Is she a fool?

What kind of tea would you like to invite a man in the evening?

Now, is something wrong?

Although she loves song Mingyang very much and doesn't exclude intimate contact with him, the degree of intimacy she can accept is just to touch with her parents

As for the others.

She really can't take it.

In her cognition, the more intimate things should be reserved for the future.