Wearing a mask, fall into pure love

It seems that a long time has passed, and it seems that only a moment has passed. In the dark, Yuemu Chen wakes up again.

Consciousness gradually withdrew, and the hegemony previously imposed on him disappeared. She seems to be being held by someone, lying on someone's shoulder, her mouth and nose have no shackles, and she can breathe freely.

However, as soon as she moved her hands and feet, she was grabbed again, covered her mouth, leaned against her body and pressed against the wall.

It was dark all around, and there was no light outside the frosted glass of the office. I think uncle Zhao had left.

Yuemuchen doesn't know why the person she misses day by day suddenly appears here, why she doesn't leave now, and why she should treat her like this.

But no matter what reason, she can no longer resist at the moment.

Thinking of the face she saw before she was unconscious, her heart was like an ice field in the Antarctic and a cool day in the Sahara.

At the moment, his palm was not covered very tightly. She moved her lips slightly, "Chen Yutian, is that you?"

The other party didn't answer.

However, his breathing seemed to be stifled.

She knew it.

"Great, you're not dead." She murmured, and her lips made a smile in the palm of his hand.

The other side still did not respond.

After a moment of silence, he felt a moist tremor in his palm and a chill on the back of his hand.

Is she crying?

He was a little stunned and his palm loosened.

"I'm sorry... I'm so happy... You're not dead... Great..." Yue Muchen sobbed and trembled slightly.

The watch suddenly lights up and a message pops up: OK.

He immediately let her go, went to the computer, unplugged the power, and then walked to the door of the office without hesitation, ready to open the door and leave.

Just then, there was another cry outside the door: "Xiaoyue! Are you there? "

He immediately ran back to her and covered her sobbing mouth.

"Shut up!" A hoarse voice penetrated her ear.

Then the public office area outside the frosted glass lit up again.

The moment she regained her sight, her eyes were covered immediately, and her mouth was blocked almost at the same time.

Soft... Delicate... Slightly cool... Moist

It's not the touch of the palm.

That seems to be

Lips.

She froze.

The blood of the whole body seems to coagulate in an instant, but the cells of the whole body seem to burst in an instant. Her divine consciousness, her heartbeat, every cell and every drop of blood in her body seemed to be pulled away in an instant and thrown out of the sky, leaving only a body standing in place.

Her soul came out of the body, but it seemed to converge into a point, stopped on his lips and put it into his mouth.

The cry outside the door, the light and shadow between her fingers and the air around her all seemed like an afterlife. She was frozen in place, but it seemed that she was no longer here.

Soon, it was dark again.

However, his lips did not leave.

Some heavy breathing hit her face, itchy, hot, numb, penetrating the pores of the skin, and fled in the body following the meridians. A feeling that had never been felt spread in the body.

She couldn't help shivering.

"Don't move." A more muted voice, for example, ground her lips and vomited into her mouth.

Her heart burst in an instant, and all the cells in her body shouted.

She couldn't stand such stimulation and instinctively pushed him.

But he controlled her hands again, and then, lips to lips, pressed down heavily.

Never thought that a kiss could subdue each other only by weight.

His strength was so great that she felt that her lips were about to be crushed.

The gravity and temperature on her body made her unable to breathe smoothly, and the feeling of dizziness hit again.

Just as she felt about to faint again, the power of her mouth suddenly disappeared.

The moment she lost her support, she felt weak and could not stand.

At the moment of falling, she was gently lifted up and leaned against the wall.

Then, a wonderful touch came from the slightly numb lips.

The upper lip flap was gently contained.

Then the lower lip flap was sucked again.

Before she recovered, the lower lip flap felt a bit of biting pain.

He gently picked up her face and went back and forth between her two lips. He lingered like a greedy child who met his favorite delicacies, gently gathered, slowly twisted and tasted them carefully.

Her hands were firmly grasped by him, her body was tightly fastened to the wall by him, her skin was close, her sweat melted, and the cells of her body seemed to resonate with his heartbeat.

Thoughts all turned to ash, and the whole person burned up, as if it was about to melt.

I don't know how long he finally let her go.

Then he took her to the seat, opened the door and went out.