Rose with Snow

The sky was still bright, the sun was in full bloom around two or three o'clock, and the world was hot as fire. Before breaking into the room during the day through the white gauze privacy curtain, at this time, he was pulled back by the blackout curtain, and the bedroom was as dark as twilight and groggy.

Those four words were still in his ears, and Song Yingshi recalled that once Huaxu's voice was cold and lustful, the water in her body burned dry once.

After the two of them washed up, the bedroom door was already locked. Qu Qing, Ning Xiao, Li Yining, everyone knew that this was their rest time and would not disturb them. This was their time.

The soft bed caught the two, Song Yingshi pressed against Huai Xu and kissed her with her eyes open. She likes to see Huai Xu being pleased by herself, her normally indifferent and self-controlled face is wrapped in mist that seems unbearable and thirsty, the eyebrows are slightly frowned and stretched, subtle and attractive.

If Song Yingshi's movements were louder and evoked too many small voices, Huaixu would purse her lips - if Song Yingshi hadn't kissed her lips at that time - if the emotion was too unbearable, she would even bite her lower lip, like now.

Song Yingshi let go of her wet-scarred earlobes, and with a low smile, she pried open her lips, licked her lips, and announced condescendingly:

"Only I can bite you."

Huai Xu did not speak, she lay on the pillow and looked at Song Yingshi from the bottom up.

The tip of her tongue slid between her lips. The originally pale lip color was now **** and pink, and the scarlet tongue was pressed against the corner of her lips to her white teeth, as if even breathing had a different meaning than usual.

Song Yingshi cursed inwardly, raised Huaixu's jaw, and leaned down again.

This time, she lingered on Qing Leng Moon for a long time, measuring all her scales and tastes with her lips.

Soft, pliable, sweet, slightly salty.

The unreachable moon will also fall into the world at this time, and it will be hot with the sun.

Song Yingshi's nightgown was stuck a little below her knees. She knelt on both sides of Huai Xu and was enjoying herself. Huai Xu silently let her do what she did, and held her hand but lightly touched her waist.

Song Yingshi couldn't see Huaixu's movements, she only felt that she was still sweating from the cold air just now, but in an instant, she was attacked by itchiness from the waist, and her spine was like Huaxu's accomplice, sending the current all the way to Song Ying. When the brain sends.

Song Yingshi's scalp went numb for a while, her waist became sore and collapsed, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

Before she could regain her strength, the hand that plucked Chunsail suddenly pressed her palms together, leading her to turn strongly, and when Song Yingshi came back to her senses, the upside down had already been turned upside down.

In the past, no one could always prevail. Song Yingshi had already been born and matured well, and she was well adapted.

She was still pressing Huaixu's hand under her waist, so she moved her waist to rub against her palm, and the agile water snake's waist swayed with clear waves, making her throat feel so dry and smoking.

Before she knew it, she lifted her calf and said, "The nightgown is hanging, it's uncomfortable, please fix it."

Huaixu looked deeply into her eyes and simply did as she did. Immediately afterwards, she grabbed her hands and ankles and pulled them away.

Song Yingshi's center of gravity was unstable and fell back, and when she raised her upper body again, she only had time to see Huaixu buried her head and the back of her head.

Her long black hair covered the cold white shoulders, the tail of her hair was tucked between the enchanting waist and floated with her body.

But soon, Song Yingshi was no longer in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery, and all his senses and minds were concentrated in one place. Song Yingshi's shoulders trembled slightly, and the whole portrait was divided into two parts.

She is like a delicacy being eaten slowly and carefully by diners, and like a treasure ship hidden in the deep sea jungle, being peeped, tempted, and even invaded by invaders.

Huaixu's peeping eyes were as hot as the beacon of the dark seabed, with a temperature that was hard to ignore.

Her temptation seems to be very gentle, but in fact she is taking every step, turning the surface of the deep sea upside down, making it a mess, but because of that kind of gentleness, it is difficult to detect her true intentions and relax your vigilance.

In the end, she invaded under the guise of gentleness, stirred up a shuddering storm in the darkness, and immersed herself in the treasure of the deep water.

The sea is stormy and rainy, and the seabed is surging.

Song Yingshi swayed and swayed with the waves until she was sent to the top of the waves.

She heard the sound of the water falling, like the sound of ebb tide, and her eyelashes quivered with tears. When Huai Xu came over to exchange a kiss with her, Fang gradually found herself and breathed evenly.

She looked at Huaixu who was close at hand, and when she saw Huaixu's expression at this moment, she looked like a victor who had just attacked the city and plundered the ground. A spirited fairy, with a cold, white face, her lips are red and enchanting.

Song Yingshi cleared her throat, but unfortunately it was of no use. When she spoke again, her voice was still the same as her previous cry, low and soft. Those gorgeous, extremely red lips only said two words, and then stopped uncomfortably.

Huaixu's throat was extremely moist, and even when she spoke, it was mushy:

"Do you want to drink water?"

She said, knelt up to get off the bed.

Song Yingshi was quick-witted and pulled her back down.

Who wants halftime? Excitement is not only Huaixu alone.

The fire is already burning and it is impossible to stop. In addition, to find water sources, there is no need to look far away.

If the unextinguished flame encounters dry wood, it will swept away fiercely.

Huai Xu's whole body was red, and her already extremely white skin became clear powder. Someone played tricks on her, she raised her head high, pulled beautiful streamlines from her neck, and her hair was like a waterfall.

Her toes were tightly curled, and she still had salty fingertips that had long since lost the siege's freedom and strength. Her fingertips were exerting force, stretched in the air, or clutching the sheets.

Her body was like a silver jade bow, which was groped and used by Song Yingshi.

Song Yingshi touched every part of the bow and was familiar with all the patterns, from the outer wall to the inner wall.

Finally, she stretched the bow to the extreme. She pressed the bowstring between her fingers for a long time, hooked her fingers on the string and let go—

The joy in the sky bounced back with the bowstring, and a clear sound like the collision of sapphire swayed in the air, like the sound of a phoenix.

All lost.

When Song Yingshi woke up again, the room was as dark as before bed. She couldn't tell what time it was, and raised her hand to touch the phone to check the time.

As soon as I turned on the screen and saw that it was past eight o'clock in the evening, Huai Xu hugged her sideways, buried her head in her neck, and complained in a low voice with warm breathing:

"It caught my eye."

Song Yingshi put the phone down and put it back:

"It's past eight o'clock, and we slept for less than three hours."

Huaixu hummed softly, and said after a while:

"I can sleep for a while."

"I'm hungry."

Song Yingshi touched her belly. She was very hungry after exercising. If it wasn't for Huaixu who had to hold her after taking a bath before she was willing to sleep, she might have ordered a meal before going to bed.

She really felt like she was waking up hungry. The ancients said that it is delicious to eat, but they did not say that you can eat enough.

Song Yingshi said: "Get up to eat, go to bed later, otherwise what will you sleep at night?"

"You call and ask them to bring it up."

Song Yingshi just wanted to criticize Teacher Huai for being lazy, but she realized that she was also lazy and didn't want to move, so her words changed:

"alright."

Halfway up she stood up, hissed and stopped, shouting:

"You pressed my hair."

"..."

Huaixu moved herself aside in response.

Only then did Song Yingshi slowly contact the front desk, order dinner for two, lie back on the bed, and be hugged by Huaixu again skillfully.

The air-conditioning in summer, the soft quilt, and the soft, fragrant scent, including the aftertaste left in the body, all slowed down Song Yingshi's head, from the body to the mind to the extreme.

She doesn't want to think about anything, she doesn't want to think about tomorrow, she just wants to prolong this moment indefinitely.

She didn't know if Huai Xu thought the same way, but Huai Xu lay with her for a long time.

They lay beside each other, sniffing each other's scent between their breaths, and didn't say much, or they said it was all meaningless nonsense, lazy and inefficient, not like them at all.

It wasn't until the doorbell rang and dinner was delivered that Song Yingshi pulled Huaixu to get up happily and ran towards the delicious food.

Dinner was light today.

Song Yingshi liked to eat rice in the evening, and put the chicken silk noodles for Huaixu in front of her.

As she was eating, she remembered, "Didn't you say before, what memory did you get?"

There is no abnormality in the action of Huaixu's face: "Some unimportant details."

Song Yingshi was suspicious.

She took two more bites of rice, and her doubts grew.

According to Huaixu's character, after Fu Shu gives important clues, she will definitely pay attention to the information given by Fu Shu, unless there is something that completely diverts her attention.

This thing is by no means small.

Song Yingshi raised her head, Huaixu's face drenched in the heat of the noodle soup.

Huaixu ... something is hiding from her.