Stealing Your Heart

The topic is too ambiguous. Shen peichuan's face is hard. He tightens her hand and says, "when you graduate."

Sang Yu gave him a kiss on the face and said, "how old are you when I graduate?

And it's not something we can conceive if we want to. In case of a delay of one or two years and pregnancy plus one year, will you be an old man then? "

Shen peichuan looked at her and said, "nonsense, Lao laizi is a man of seventy or eighty years old. Even if I have been delayed for such a long time, I am not forty yet. How can I be regarded as Lao laizi?"

Sang Yu smiles, reaches out his hand to pinch his chin, "can't see, you still like young very much, calculate so clearly."

Shen peichuan told her not to move. "I'm driving."

Sang Yu sat honestly.

Shen peichuan said, "it's not that I like to care, it's that you are too young to be old."

Sang Yu thought this was funny.

I think he is very cute.

"You're not old, either."

It's just very manly.

When you are steady, you will see that you are mature and have a sense of the times.

Sang Yu sat quietly. Before long, the car drove to their residential area. Shen peichuan parked the car in the underground garage. They took the elevator from the garage to the residential floor.

Shen peichuan opens the door. After entering the house, sang Yu goes to the kitchen with a lunch box. There is still a bowl of soup in it. Sang Yu says, "there is still some soup left here. You can drink it, or it will be wasted."

Shen peichuan came up and said, "don't you drink?"

Sangyu shook his head decisively, "it's too late. If you eat at night, it's easy to grow meat."

Shen peichuan looked up and down at her, "you're not fat, it doesn't matter if you're fat."

"No, I don't want to get fat."

Nowadays, girls don't like to have too much meat on themselves. What's more, she just got married. She wants to keep a good figure, not for anything else, just to make her man look comfortable.

Shen peichuan drank the bowl of soup and handed it to her. "I'll take a bath."

Sweating outside.

Sang Yu said, "you go, I'll wash the dishes."

Shen peichuan took a deep look at her and finally said nothing.

He went to the bathroom with his clothes.

Sang Yu put the lunch box into the sink, turned on the tap, squeezed detergent on the dishcloth, washed the lunch box and cleaned it up. When she went out of the kitchen, Shen peichuan had not taken a bath, and the clothes on the balcony were dry and confiscated.

She took down the clothes rack and put the clothes away.

She was about to fold her clothes on the sofa in the living room when she was suddenly imprisoned by a firm and powerful arm. When she looked back, she saw that it was Shen peichuan.

He just took a bath, with a faint fragrance of shower gel, and good smell, his hair is still very wet, after washing without a hair dryer, just with a dry towel to wipe you dripping.

Sangyu held his breath, his back was close to his chest, he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, "I, I fold my clothes."

Shen peichuan took off the clothes in her hand, put them on the platform and raised her chin.

Sang Yu raised her head and looked at him. There was fire in his eyes. She was too close to him, and she became hot and dry.

Her beautiful eyes were like stars. She put her hand around his neck and stood on tiptoe to kiss him. However, Shen peichuan suddenly tightened her arm and forced her to kiss him.

She wants to respond, but his strength is too heavy, hold too tight, can only let him take the initiative.

He kisses too overbearing, Sangyu feels pain, lips are numb, the body can't help but want to back, accidentally touched a basin of green plants on the balcony, make a sound.

Shen peichuan's action stopped for a moment. Sang Yu held him and kissed him again. Her body was pushed against the glass door on the balcony. The curtain didn't pull and the light was still on. She panted and said, "shall we go to the room?"

Shen peichuan's eyes were deep. He bent over to pick her up, went into the bedroom and gently put her on the bed.

The two had been ill dressed for a long time.

Sang Yu bit his lip. "I haven't bathed yet."

"No washing."

Shen peichuan grabs her clothes and rolls them up. Sang Yu's body arches slightly to cooperate with him. Soon the clothes leave her body.

Sang Yu asked, "will you be good to me?"

Shen peichuan's voice was a little hoarse.

Sang Yu took his hand, put it on the button of his pants, looked at him and said, "I believe you."

Shen peichuan leaned over her and looked at her for a long time. He lowered his head and gently kissed her lips and said, "I will be very light."

Sangyu nervously grasped the quilt under his body and nodded his head.

Shen peichuan untied the button. Sangyu's legs were very white and thin. Although she was not tall, she had a good proportion.

She curled up slightly. For the first time, she couldn't let go. Her face flushed slightly.

She bit her lower lip. "You... You take it easy. I'll take it for the first time."

Shen peichuan's face and neck broke into a straight line. It was his first time.

He gently kisses her neck and chin, and is not in a hurry to do anything, trying to restrain his fire, trying to let her first adapt.

Slowly, Sangyu's body softened, panted low, and felt very embarrassed. He bit his lips hard, and didn't let himself have a voice.

Shen peichuan let her relax.

"I'm not... Nervous."

Sang Yu said.

Shen peichuan kisses her forehead. It's cold in the room, but her forehead exudes sweat.

Shen peichuan held her, followed her hair, and said in a low voice, "I'm nervous, too."