Only you can be my wife

In the room, only a floor lamp in the corner was turned on.

The light is dim and dark, the white curtain is gently blown up by the night wind, and the temperature in the room rises gradually.

Meng Ziyu bit her lips, shyly and expectant.

Eyelashes blinked and blinked, and she felt that it really made her nervous than when she was with him for the first time.

Lu Xiaoran stares at the person who is close at hand, looks at deeply, affectionately and attentively. Raise your hand to touch her ears and hair, and gently rub her cheek with your finger belly, and then go back and forth.

Meng Ziyu couldn't help shivering. It was autumn, or late at night, but she still felt that she was in a desert baked by the sun. She was very hot and thirsty.

But ah, that guy Just like to torture her in general, just do the action just now, not see any other action.

"She swallowed her mouth

She was stunned by her voice. That voice, so low and dumb, and brought some grievances.

Yes, she's aggrieved. She's dying of thirst. Why isn't he faster?

She bit her teeth and pushed him away. Then she climbed up.

Lu Xiaoran was stunned, "Xiaoyu?"

Meng Ziyu forced down the shyness in his heart and gave him a brilliant smile, "you said you would not let me teach you? This time, let me do it, will you? " Her voice, a little unsteady, her hands trembled, "although, I may not be good enough."

Lu Xiaoran smile, "it doesn't matter, make progress together."

"Well." Meng Ziyu grinned, "Xiao ran, we..." She bowed her head and pressed it to his ear. "I love you."

The breath caresses on the auricle, which is very soft and warm. But Lu Xiaoran, who was still smiling, suddenly stopped smiling. He felt that the goose bumps on his body suddenly sprang up, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Soft lips, gently printed on his, "Xiao ran, Xiao ran..."

Lu Xiaoran was stiff all over. His heart was stuffy and blocked, which made him feel miserable for no reason.

He I want to push her away and get away from her.

But he can't.

He clenched his teeth and clenched his hands, telling himself in his heart to stick to it. Yes, hold on. Don't think about anything else. He can. He can.

Forehead, eyebrows, eyelids, nose, cheek, lip

Little by little, again and again, like a dragonfly skimming the water, but also with the sweet smell of her body.

"Xiao ran," Meng Ziyu was intoxicated with a pair of beautiful eyes and whispered, "Xiao ran..."

Lu Xiaoran's larynx rolled, but she closed her eyes gently at last. What to do? He's almost at the critical point. What to do?

Meng Ziyu just thought he was enjoying and waiting for his appearance.

The corners of her lips rose, and she began to descend.

When her hand touched him Meng Ziyu's body was stiff, and she still had a smile on her face, but she couldn't help feeling lost.

She tried so hard. Why did he behave like this? There was no excitement at all, just like the efforts she had just made, it didn't work for him at all.

Under the pressure of a few discontent in the heart, she asked softly: "Xiao ran, do you not like, do not love me?"

Lu Xiaoran opened his eyes and tried to pull out a smile. "How can it be?"

"Well..." She pursed her lips and didn't ask the question again - since you like me and love me, why don't you get excited?

Forget it.

Maybe, is she working hard enough?

Hand, slowly moving up.

There, there was some hot touch, but Lu Xiaoran held his hands to death. He felt as if he had swallowed a very big and dirty fly. A nausea made his face pale.

Disgusting!

It's disgusting!

Xiaoyu, how can she do this? It's really disgusting.

"Xiao..."

Before she finished, Meng Ziyu was pushed vigorously and fell to one side in confusion. Her long curly hair on her shoulder and back covered her face in an instant.

She was shocked in her heart, and her head was dizzy. For a while, she couldn't react. What's the matter.

Trying to get up and sit up, she heard a voice from her side that made her heart cold --

"vomit --"

before Lu Xiaoran had time to jump out of bed, she couldn't help but drag over the garbage can and lie on the edge of the bed and vomited.

Meng Ziyu's face suddenly changed. After several attempts, she struggled to sit up and looked at Lu Xiaoran, who was lying there. She didn't ask him if he was ok as she had done last time. Instead, she looked at him coldly and raised her lips sarcastically.

Oh!

Ha ha!Lu Xiaoran's stomach was churning so much that he couldn't wait to spit out his intestines and stomach.

"Vomiting --"

the sound of vomiting continues.

The air soon filled with a sour smell.

Meng Ziyu also did not dislike, did not frown, just so sitting, indifferent light looking, in the heart is already a cold.

I don't know how long it took. Lu Xiaoran finally stopped vomiting. However, he seemed to have been drained of all his strength. His body was covered with sweat and his face was white.

He has some slight cleanliness, but at the moment, no one handed him some paper towels, and he did not have the strength to take them. He wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand carelessly. Then he lay down there, closed his eyes lightly, and wiped a feeble smile on his lips. He was laughing at himself.

Still can't!

Even if he tries so hard to endure and persist, he still can't.

The kind of being touched by people is very close, like a cold snake swimming on the body, which makes people feel disgusted and disgusting, and makes him think about the disgusting past.

They say it's a pleasant experience? no No, he just felt sick.

It was a long time before he recovered some strength and wanted to turn over and have a good rest.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Meng Ziyu sitting not far behind him. He was looking at himself closely and secretly. His eyes were light, but he could still see the disappointment and hatred from his light eyes.

Yes, it's hate.

His body shape a Lin, this just remembered, in the room, and she is here.

"Xiaoyu..." I don't know if he just vomited. His voice is a little hoarse, but in my heart, at this time, I feel guilty.

Nausea is disgusting, but he doesn't want to go on with her well? He can't even give her the most basic affection. How to go?

Meng Ziyu did not answer, and pulled a smile that seemed ironic.

Lu Xiaoran twisted her eyebrows and didn't know what to say for a while.

Excuse me? I still can't? I'm useless?

Hehe, how can he say it? Even though, they are really that useless.

"You still can't get out?"

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