Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Xu Yiyuan's room is very tidy, clean and refreshing.

Perhaps he was too worried when he heard the thunder and was a little anxious when he went out, so the quilt on the bed still remained in a slightly arched shape.

Mu Jinghuan quickly looked around the room and got into his quilt with a clear purpose.

“Full…”

Xu Yiyuan stood at the head of the bed, and was a little hesitant when turning off the light.

"Ok?"

Mu Jinghuan poked her head out from the summer quilt which was of suitable temperature, her eyes half closed, and she seemed to be about to fall asleep.

Xu Yiyuan didn't say anything else. He left a night light on beside the bed and half-lay down next to Mu Jinghuan.

Sensing the temperature around her, Mu Jinghuan, who was about to fall asleep, stretched out her arm and pressed it on his abdomen.

Xu Yiyuan's eyes were closed and his body was a little stiff.

The soft arms pressing on my body seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and it was impossible to push them away.

Mu Jinghuan felt this indulgence, and with a smile on her face, she put her hand into her smooth silk pajamas.

Xu Yiyuan has a great body, with eight-pack abs, mermaid line, and slightly raised pectoral muscles.

It is not very noticeable when wearing long clothes and long pants, and the muscles are not as obvious as those of people who work out in the gym.

But when flesh to flesh touches, you can feel the surging power beneath the skin.

"Full."

Xu Yiyuan was extremely uncomfortable with such touch, or rather he was afraid of what such touch would lead to, so he reached out his hand to push it away.

There was a sudden loud thunder outside the house.

Mu Jinghuan snuggled into his arms, closed her eyes, and used her lips to touch his face and ears in the darkness.

"Yiyuan, I'm scared."

The breathy sound exploded in my ears, with a trembling tail.

Xu Yiyuan's action on Mu Jinghuan's hand changed from pushing outwards to hugging inwards.

"Don't be afraid."

He patted Mu Jinghuan on the back, his movements were gentle, but with a negative attitude of giving up resistance.

"I'm not afraid when you're by my side."

Having said that, Mu Jinghuan's behavior was somewhat contradictory.

At this moment, she was like a frightened little rabbit, pecking and kissing the exposed skin under Xu Yiyuan's neck.

Soft and moist, every touch and release brought tremors to Xu Yiyuan's body, making his nerves tense, relax, and tense again...

My sanity was slowly draining away. The darkness outside and the sound of incessant rain cast a thin layer of mist over the night.

In such an environment, it is difficult to concentrate and think seriously, and everything that happens seems understandable.

The thin summer pajamas could not block the physical contact between each other. Mu Jinghuan's entire upper body was pressed on Xu Yiyuan's body. He could feel the softness against his chest through two layers of pajamas.

The legs that were not completely pressed together were also ambiguously intertwined, and the charming atmosphere became more and more intense.

Another thunder.

Mu Jinghuan's toes slid across Xu Yiyuan's calf, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Suddenly, the situation was reversed.

It was as if thunder in the sky had struck the earth.

Sanity completely collapsed.

Xu Yiyuan opened his eyes, and his usually clear eyes were swallowed by desire.

The brain is in disarray and will only act on primitive impulses and desires.

He rolled inside, pushed the person off his body, and even crushed his lips roughly.

Summer pajamas are loose and thin. Due to the change in position just now, one of the straps of Mu Jinghuan's suspender nightgown slipped down, revealing her round shoulders.

Xu Yiyuan originally just had his hands on her shoulders, but at this moment he was particularly fond of the delicate softness of that place. His lips and tongue intertwined with hers, and his hands unconsciously stroked back and forth.

The kiss moved down, and the clothes that hindered the movement were easily untied and thrown off the bed.

In a few minutes, the two were naked facing each other.

Under the dim light, the gorgeous colors are particularly eye-catching.

Xu Yiyuan looked at the blush on Mu Jinghuan's face, and a trace of struggle flashed across his lustful eyes.

"Manman, do you want me?"

Mu Jinghuan was panting and seemed a little dazed.

Xu Yiyuan's movements were immature, but his heartfelt desire for her made his movements not gentle. The fierce kissing and kneading made Mu Jinghuan feel as if her head was filled with a roar.

She couldn't hear what Xu Yiyuan said clearly, she just closed her eyes and nodded vaguely.

"If you want me, you want me for life."

This sentence somewhat awakened Mu Jinghuan's rationality, and she didn't wait for her to say anything.

Xu Yiyuan's action of leaning over blocked her voice in her throat.

Mu Jinghuan placed her slender hands on the man's strong back, leaving a few red marks, and she couldn't help but let out a few moans.

Xu Yiyuan was young and energetic at that time, and the stinging pain on his back was more like a clarion call to attack, prompting him to continue invading and plundering.

All the strength he had built up was used on this without reservation.

Mu Jinghuan and Xu Yiyuan became a lot lazier after living together. At the beginning, because they got what they wanted and felt very good, they led and cooperated in mutual satisfaction of sexual desire.

But the boy was young and reckless, and it seemed that there was no end in sight.

She was a little tired, and she stretched out her hand to hold Xu Yiyuan's shoulder, her voice a little hoarse.

"Yuanyuan, wait."

Xu Yiyuan was experiencing sexual desire for the first time, and he restrained her soft waist with his powerful hands, feeling somewhat reluctant.

He lowered his head and saw that Mu Jinghuan did not look uncomfortable, so he lowered his head and used his lips and tongue to swallow her voice mixed with saliva.

There was no "wait a minute" as Mu Jinghuan said.

The roaring thunder continued, and the rain fell continuously in harmony with the lively atmosphere in the house.

There was a pot of camellia that blooms all year round on the balcony, but the owner forgot to take it back, and the petals were destroyed by wind and rain and fell all over the ground.

The night passed.

The next day was a bright sunny day.

Mu Jinghuan slept until eleven or twelve o'clock before slowly opening her eyes.

She felt that she was wearing a loose T-shirt.

Made of pure cotton, with a light scent of lavender, they are dry and soft, but they are not your own clothes.

Mu Jinghuan propped herself up on the bed and sat up, leaning against the headboard. She touched her sore waist and thought:

'Some things should be restrained.'

Fortunately, although Xu Yiyuan didn't understand many things, he cleaned her and her body felt very refreshed.

Apart from some sore waist due to the body not being able to keep up with the young and vigorous teenager, there were no other uncomfortable symptoms.

Mu Jinghuan lifted the quilt, put on her slippers and walked out.

When I opened the door, I saw Xu Yiyuan sitting on the sofa looking at the documents he brought back from the company.

Hearing the voice, he turned around and smiled, but when he thought about what happened last night, he felt a little uncomfortable and fell down awkwardly.

"I prepared breakfast for you."

He got up hurriedly and put the warm porridge and hot milk on the dining table.

Mu Jinghuan was halfway through and felt her stomach was full. She was about to discuss the appropriate frequency and number of times with Xu Yiyuan when she noticed that his expression looked a little strange.

Xu Yiyuan's eyes sometimes fell on her, then quickly retracted. His mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

"what happened to you?"

Mu Jinghuan put aside her own affairs for the time being and asked.