There Are Always Lovers Killing Each Other For Me

That strange memory set off a huge wave.

The teenager held her foot and gently kissed the enchanting red mole on the sole of the foot.

Yao Yao leaned back, leaning his elbows on the bed, looking at him in surprise.

As if troubled by some kind of complex emotions, he tightened his eyebrows, his expression was difficult, and he struggled in a daze.

"A Yan, what's wrong with you?" she asked, embarrassed.

The hand holding her foot is getting tighter, and it hurts a little. I can't help but take a breath and whispered: "You let me go first."

Dai Shuyan slowly let go of her hand, put her feet down, staring at her dullly, her eyes dark and unclear.

Yao Yao retracted his feet into his pajamas and looked at him anxiously.

His reaction today is too strange.

He hesitated: "Are you... are you..."

"what?"

"Have you... lived near Bihu?"

"...!"

Yao Yao's fingers tightened suddenly, his eyes surprised.

She did live near Bihu when she was a child, but because she encountered a pervert and almost drowned in the lake, she only lived for one year and moved away the next year.

The question is, how can the deputy personality washed away remember this?

Yao Yao couldn't help but start to feel uneasy, this is too abnormal, think carefully, the abnormality in the second world is more than this, and Pei Shu didn't appear.

In the real world that day, Pei Shuming clearly said that he would follow her into a different world to assist her in completing tasks, but she hadn’t appeared yet after she had been here for so long.

Dai Shuyan was so confused in his head that he felt like he was caught in a huge mystery, he had to smooth his thoughts first.

"I'm going out."

He grabbed his jacket, knocked down such a sentence, and opened the door to leave.

Tang Wenheng lit another cigarette without turning on the lights. The room was like a fairyland, the smoke was filled, and the red dots were extinguished in the mist.

He listened to the movement of the next door and took a hard sip. The cigarette burned more than half.

He was ready to listen to a live erotic palace. Unexpectedly, the next step was to close the door.

A Yan... gone?!

There were rustling footsteps again, stopped in the living room and stopped.

The cigarette butt was twisted in his hand for a long time, burning until the end, burning his fingers, and he finally made up his mind and pressed it into the ashtray.

Open the window and introduce the night breeze to blow away the smoke of the house.

Wait until the smell of smoke had almost dissipated, and then gently opened the door and walked out.

Facing the gate, she stood in the dark, with only a pair of white hands and feet, as if with light.

When she heard the door open, she slowly turned around, embarrassed and said, "Did I quarrel you?"

Tang Wenheng shook his head, "What happened to A Yan?"

"I don't know." She pretended to be relaxed, but she couldn't hide the crying in her voice, "He said he was going out."

He was silent for a while, and said softly: "I can't sleep, can you sit with me for a while?"

Yao Yao knew that his purpose was to accompany himself, and smiled gratefully.

The two sat side by side on the sofa, separated by an arm.

Yao Yao rested his chin on his knees, hid his calves in his pajamas, arms around his knees, and just sat and said nothing.

He looked at her, and there was another silence.

"Today's business, I'm so sorry..." Courage, courage, and a dumb voice, he coughed and said, "Please don't worry about it."

Suddenly paused, "It's not your fault, that person is too bad."

"No, I'm not talking about this." He hurriedly remembered the smell between her lips and teeth, and her body was warming up again, with a slightly awkward explanation, "Yes... it's underwater..."

He didn't finish, but he knew she understood what he said.

He looked at her, holding his breath, waiting for her reaction.

Yao Yao turned to look at him without speaking. Instead, he gently pulled his wrist and touched his pulse with his fingers, jumping fast and anxiously.

Tang Wenheng's heart was beating fast, he was speechless, the woman's smooth fingers were walking on the sensitive skin inside the wrist, bursts of numbness came, and instantly numb his half of the arm.

He heard her say, "Does your heart beat so fast?"

He opened his mouth, dumb.

Did she find it?It was discovered that the sloppy desires in his heart had that kind of thought about his friend's wife, and he kissed her happily.

Will she feel sick, or...

Will she never see him again, or will she tell A Yan?

Either way, he can't bear it.

His wrists were tight, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from his back.

"I know you are trying to save me. Rest assured," she said with a smile in her voice, "I won't tell Ayan."

The tense nerves relaxed for a moment, and he was weak, unable to tell whether he was disappointed or happy.

He was reluctant to admit that he had longed for her to tell Ayan that he had torn all his disguise completely, revealing a bloody, ugly heart.

"Don't tell him okay? He didn't like me anymore." She asked softly.

For a long while, there was no answer, she asked again: "I beg you, okay?"

With a wry smile in his heart, he replied in a dumb voice: "...OK. Don't tell him."

After getting the desired answer, Yao Yao let go of his heart and whispered absently: "I don't know what A Yan has done."

His throat tightened, and he found another cigarette, and said, "I will call him."

Dai Shuyan quickly went out, opened the door and sat in.

Yaoyao really has a red mole on the sole of his feet, what about Bihu?Will it really exist?

He used navigation to search, and turned out to be really in the suburbs of the city.

He drove all the way, and received a call from a friend on the way. He replied that something was wrong, and could not go back temporarily, let them rest first, and hung up the phone without worrying about him.

Finally got there.

The scene is exactly the same as in the memory, even the fast stone where "Yao Yao" often sits is not bad.

However, in his memory, there is no impression at all.

This lake is like being covered by a curtain, no one is curious, no one is exploring, in his world, it does not exist at all.

Dai Shuyan had unprecedented doubts about his memory.

Why would you like Qi Shenghan?Obviously, even her appearance was unclear.

Why don't you like Yaoyao?Obviously now, he was attracted by her hopelessly.

He suddenly discovered that his previous behavior was completely illogical, as if he had been imposed an identity and lived on the other person's life trajectory, but now, he woke up and found that the former self and the present self were not at all.

He didn't understand why, but he wanted to verify all this.

He wants to call Qi Shenghan back!

Tang Wenheng hung up the phone and said, "A Yan has an urgent matter to deal with, let's rest first."

The disappointed "ah" let out and asked, "When did he say he will be back?"

"No."

Before Yaoyao went to sleep, Tang Wenheng sat next to her to accompany her. I don't know how long after that, her chick pecked rice and nodded her head, obviously obviously unable to sleep.

He endured for a long time, and finally moved closer, whispering: "Sleep back and go to sleep. A Yan came back to call you."

Yaoyao sober for a moment, shaking his head.

Soon, I was confused again.

He reached out and stopped in the air. Two seconds later, he quietly wrapped her shoulder and said dumbly, "Let me sleep."

She didn't know if she understood it, and leaned on his shoulder with a gentle force, and soon fell asleep.

Her posture is awkward, and her calf is still hidden in her pajamas.

He was afraid that she would not sleep well. He reached into his clothes, pulled his legs out, rested on himself, leaned back, leaned on the sofa, and made her sleep more comfortably.

The temperature dropped at night, and the window was still open. The cool wind blew on her lap, and she shrunk slightly, curling her calf.

He looked at it for a while, and touched her calf with his hands, and it was cold.

The hot hands were comforting back and forth, the temperature was not enough at all, she was still cold, her legs rubbing against the warm place.

It made him breath tight and hot.

He unbuttoned his robe, moved her legs to his lap, and covered his clothes.

The cool skin of the woman did not extinguish the burning fire, but played a role instead.

The body swelled so much that it rested heavily on her leg.

He held her tightly, motionless.

He knew that what he had done was out of the ordinary. If he only regarded her as a friend's woman, he should now push her away and let her go back to sleep in the house, but he couldn't do it, he was greedy for the moment.

Even for him it was an unspeakable torture.

The only thing that can comfort him is that his friends do not like Yaoyao, he is going to divorce Yaoyao.

This is only an excuse to find oneself.

It was almost dawn, afraid of embarrassment after waking up, he hugged her, gently put her back on the bed, dimmed the bedside lamp, and sat on the edge of the bed to see her appearance.

Ruddy lips, curled eyelashes, the owner fell asleep, and did not forget to seduce people.

With a spit in the mouth, the longing in my heart grew wild, and the short intimacy under water not only failed to satisfy, but encouraged the desire to be out of control.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Looking down, he came to her ankle, stared at the string of coral beads for a while, then bowed his head and kissed again.

Still not enough. Holding her sole, she was surprised to find that a red mole was growing on the sole of the sole, like cinnabar, and enchanting.

He couldn't hold back and kissed the mole sneakily again.

After nostalgic for a while, she was covered with a blanket and forced to leave.

Waiting for the person to leave, climbed up without saying a word, this can endure, it is really difficult for him.

Raise your foot on the bed twice and take off the string of coral beads.

It’s nice to look at. It’s okay to wear it at ordinary times, but it’s good when you sleep

Throw it on the bedside table, and then wrapped in a blanket and slept again.

The next time you have to take a strong medicine.