Yang Xiaonian’s Promotion

  () Looking at Ruan Fengling's blurred eyes, he hesitated for a while, and Yang Xiaonian said in a low voice, "Sister Ruan, I'll just go in by myself, you go back to your dormitory to rest..."

"You...what are you talking about? What I gave you is the key to my dormitory door. I live next door to you. You live in 302, I live in 301, the most...the most east door facing west...I, Why am I a little dizzy... Xiao Nian, you quickly support me... "

  The easternmost door faces west? That is the door is facing the corridor. Before going upstairs, Yang Xiaonian thought that the single dormitory of the Agriculture, Forestry and Water Conservancy Bureau was the same as the school dormitory, but now it seems that it is not like that.

There are three entrance doors on both sides of the stairs, facing the two doors of the stairs. The door numbers are written as 303 and 304. If you go further east, the same door is located in the north. The number is 302, facing the kitchen and The toilet, the two doors are not locked, it seems to be public.

  Yang Xiaonian looked at the location of the door of room 302, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that it seemed that whether he was in the office or in the dormitory, he was in the worst position. This location, it is more convenient to go out to the toilet at night. I just don't know what the layout of the room looks like. If it's the one with an ensuite, it's enough to get married and have children here...

   While thinking about it, Yang Xiaonian supported Ruan Fengling, half hugged and half supported her and walked towards the innermost door facing the corridor. Ruan Fengling may have been walking and climbing stairs. The alcohol in her stomach has been attacking for a while. She staggered while walking, and her limp body leaned against Yang Xiaonian's body.

   Yang Xiaonian leaned to support her, and some "reasonable" collisions would inevitably occur. In addition, the fragrant fragrance from Ruan Fengling's body pierced into his nose, which made him a little distracted.

   At the beginning, Yang Xiaonian felt a little embarrassed, but Ruan Fengling seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and her body kept falling. Yang Xiaonian was afraid that she would slip to the ground, so she could only hug her arms tighter and tighter. Ruan Fengling's tight buttocks were only separated by two layers of thin cloth, and they were completely pressed against Yang Xiaonian's thighs, her feet were weak little by little. was embraced by Yang Xiaonian and moved forward.

Since it was summer, the two of them were wearing very thin clothes. Yang Xiaonian only felt that the two petals that were close to her were round, soft and soft... Involuntarily, the scene of Shanhua Aunt and Zhang Laosan came to mind again. , Yang Xiaonian's department suddenly reacted.

   Biting his lower lip tightly, he walked to the door of 301 with difficulty. Yang Xiaonian released the hand holding the key and planned to open the door, but Ruan Fengling snorted and lowered her head to sit on the ground.

  There is no way, Yang Xiaonian only needs to wrap the other arm around Ruan Fengling's waist and lean against the wall, then he can insert the key into the keyhole and open the door.

   "Sister Ruan, where is the switch?" With the dim light in the corridor, I could barely see that it was a small hall after entering the door.

   "Well...behind the door..." Ruan Fengling said while still twisting in Yang Xiaonian's arms, her plump buttocks seemed to be dodging, and she seemed to be looking for something...

   This made Yang Xiaonian's heart beat faster.

   He closed the door, gropingly found the switch on the wall behind the door to turn on the light, and the room suddenly lit up with a dazzling light. Ruan Fengling also seemed to be stabbed by the light, and lowered her head even more. However, her originally fair and slender neck is now phenol red and phenol red, and what kind of face is her face covered by her long hair, you can guess without thinking about it.

   However, now Yang Xiaonian has no time to think about it, he looked around, and he really did not see it wrong just now with the dim lights in the corridor.

   The place where he is standing now is indeed a small hall with only about four or five square meters. In front of it was a small table that looked like a coffee table but not a coffee table, and there was a two-seater sofa on the opposite wall, which already filled the entire wall. On the north wall is a small cupboard with two kettles on it, and a few glass tea cups in the tea tray next to the kettle.

On the west side of the south wall of the small hall is a closed door, and there is a large window from the door to the east wall, so that the light in the south room can be easily cast in, otherwise, even this small hall is in the daytime. You also have to turn on the lights to see what's inside.

It seems that the door on the south should be the bedroom... Just when Yang Xiaonian was guessing where the bedroom was, Ruan Fengling suddenly turned around and hugged him, pressing her body tightly against his body, two soft **** Sticking tightly to his chest, he murmured, "Xiao Nian, I'm not afraid of your jokes, I don't want to pretend anymore, I've been dreaming of you every day these days..."

   Ruan Fengling's words were like a gust of wind rushing past the water surface, causing turbulent waves in Yang Xiaonian's already turbulent heart lake. Since the moment he saw Ruan Fengling, his heart has not calmed down, this woman looks too much like Yang Weihong.

However, he clearly knew that Ruan Fengling was not Yang Weihong. Although the two experienced a little ambiguity in the hospital, Yang Xiaonian had been secretly admonishing himself: Ruan Fengling was not Yang Weihong, she was just a colleague you only met a few days ago. , or a married woman...

   In this way, he forced himself to face Ruan Fengling as much as possible. However, while I was serving my brother Yang Dahua in the hospital these days, Ruan Fengling and Sun Yumei seemed to have negotiated well. The two had a clear division of labor. Usually, Ruan Fengling delivered the meal at noon, and Sun Yumei delivered the meal at night.

   Even if Yang Xiaonian had the patience, he couldn't hold Ruan Fengling swaying in front of him like this. The more I wanted to treat her as an ordinary colleague, after these few days of contact, the two of them became closer.

   When he entered the door with Ruan Fengling in his arms just now, his body was already stimulated by Ruan Fengling and reacted. But now, when Ruan Fengling stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly, her soft body was tightly pressed against his body, Yang Xiaonian felt like she was under a spell, she only felt heavy breathing, and her whole body couldn't help but feel light. Shake lightly. An unstoppable flame rose from the soles of his feet and spread throughout his body.

The only scene with Yang Weihong and the tender and lingering **** scene, the scene of Shanhua Aunt and Zhang Laosan in front of the small kitchen, scene after scene came to my mind, flashing, spinning, and tossing in front of my eyes. , making the mouth dry and uncontrollable...

   If Yang Xiaonian was afraid that Ruan Fengling would be angry and restrained herself, now Ruan Fengling took the initiative to throw herself into her arms. In the middle of the night, a man and a widow are in the same room. Does she need to think about what she wants to do?

  Yes... She's a married woman, isn't she? If I have a relationship with him that is constantly cutting and chaotic, how will everyone get along in the future?

When Yang Xiaonian's thoughts were up and down and there were many contradictions, Ruan Fengling actually stood on tiptoe and put her lips to Yang Xiaonian's lips. Her hands also moved from Yang Xiaonian's waist to the back of Yang Xiaonian's head: "Xiaonian..." She side He hummed like a babble, and pressed down Yang Xiaonian's neck with his hand...

  nainai, what about tomorrow?

Seeing the diamond-shaped bright red mouth in front of him, Yang Xiaonian's heart was suddenly shocked, and he suddenly hugged Ruan Fengling in his arms, his lips pressed against her seductive cherry lips, his tongue stirred with his tongue, and the pair of greedy intertwined together...

   They kissed wildly, hugged, stroked, and moved into the bedroom step by step. In the process of moving, Ruan Fengling's dresses fell on the floor one by one like tidbits flying in the sky.

   During this process, Ruan Fengling also helped liberate Yang Xiaonian's body with trembling hands. When they walked into the bedroom, both of their clothes were already torn off. Seeing Ruan Fengling's well-proportioned white, smooth as jade, mature, beautiful, and charming body lying down on the bed, fully displayed in front of him without any defense, Yang Xiaonian swooped on it...

   "Ah...Oh my God, it hurts me..." When she felt Yang Xiaonian suddenly enter her body, Ruan Fengling couldn't help shaking her long hair and stretched out her snow-white arms to push the man away from her.

   However, feeling that he was trapped in a tightness and warmth, Yang Xiaonian could not help but let out a sigh of relief, and the scene deeply imprinted in his mind became more and more clear. Back then, in the small hotel in the provincial capital, the woman under her was like this...

   His hands tightly grasped Ruan Fengling's arms, and he shouted with red eyes, "Wei Hong..."

   "Uh..." Feeling the man's more violent impact, Ruan Fengling cried out in pain. She really didn't expect that this man would be so fierce once he started going crazy. The unspeakable feeling came up from the bottom of her heart, making her unable to tell what it was like.

   Having been married for three years, this is something he has never experienced in his husband.

"Xiao Nian...you...you slow down...I...I beg you, I...it's...uh...Oh my god...I...I'm going to...die..." Ruan Fengling's voice was like Weeping, with sorrow, with an indescribable excitement and comfort,...

   Outside the window, a thunderstorm suddenly sounded, and the brushing raindrops hit the window lattice with a rustling sound. Ruan Fengling leaned even more into the broad arms of the man lying beside her, as if she was lying in a warm harbor.

   At this moment, happiness, joy, excitement, and shyness filled her whole body and mind, but there was no guilt that she should have had. She was lying in Yang Xiaonian's arms like this, her arms were like two snakes, tightly wrapped around Yang Xiaonian's body, as if she was holding all her hopes and aspirations, and she was afraid that if she let go, he would get rid of her disappearing around...