one night love

Lin Zifeng's eyes stopped on the spilled milk and the yellow fried egg lying in the milk, and he couldn't move away for a long time.

After a long time, he jumped up from the bed as if waking up from a dream, and shouted: "I just got waxed the day before yesterday!"

Fang Yue was still immersed in shock, her mind went blank, she opened her mouth and didn't say a word for a long time.

Lin Zifeng curled his lips, walked up to Fang Yue in three or two steps while supporting his still aching waist, grabbed the tissue box on the bedside table and stuffed it into his hand: "What are you doing stupid, clean it up quickly."

Fang Yue snorted, pulled out a few pieces of paper and covered the pile of things, looked up at the man walking the bird openly in front of her, and said, "Can you put on some clothes first?"

After packing up her things, Fang Yue gradually regained her composure.

In terms of sexual orientation, he thought he was quite acceptable, but no matter how strong he was, in the end it was just an attitude that he had nothing to do with himself.If you want to tell him to fuck a man with real swords and guns, it would be better to kill him.

……

Fang Yue looked at the man who was sitting in front of him holding a bowl of noodles in clear soup and eating with relish, and felt that he had to seize the time to re-examine his bottom line.

"That... last night?"

He used interrogative sentences, expressing concisely that he couldn't remember anything and needed a reminder.

"Last night was okay." Lin Zifeng swallowed the noodles in his mouth without raising his head, and smacked his lips, "You performed well."

what is this?Afterthoughts?Fang Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said to herself: I didn't ask you this.

"What's the matter?" He straightened the bangs scattered on his forehead casually, "Oh, don't worry, I put on a condom for you last night," he said, licking his lips, "Besides, I'm not sick, don't you? sick?"

You are fucking sick!Fang Yue roared in his heart.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Lin Zifeng looked at the bowl of noodles in front of Fang Yue that hadn't touched at all, and said, "If you don't eat it, let me eat it. I've been tormented by you all night, and I'm going to starve to death."

Fang Yue didn't want to say anything, and silently pushed the bowl to him.

"Looks ordinary," Lin Zifeng glanced at him, picked up the chopsticks again, stirred in the bowl to loosen the sticky noodles, frowned, picked up the chopsticks and put them into his mouth to eat. "I didn't expect it to be quite capable."

Fang Yue was sitting on pins and needles, with layers of cold sweat oozing from her back.

"You should say something anyway." Lin Zifeng stretched out his foot and rubbed against Fang Yue's bare instep, with a coquettish tone in his tone, "You are so good at making people happy on the bed, but now you are dumb ?”

Fang Yue only felt a chill rushing up her forehead along the back of her feet, and she couldn't bear it anymore and yelled: "What happened last night?!"