Unauthorized heartbeat

The rusty taste of scraped skin in her mouth was mixed in the lingering kiss, Jian Mu narrowed her eyes slightly, like a tired big cat catering to Xie Beiwang, allowing him to press herself into the soft bed like a cartilage.

The quilt was so soft that the two of them sank halfway into it as soon as they pressed it. Xie Beiwang pinched Jian Mu's chin and bit his less obvious lips.

"Is there a play tomorrow?" Xie Beiwang asked.

"Yeah." Jian Mu stood up halfway with her elbows propped on the bed to prevent her back from being compacted.

"Then use your hands." Xie Beiwang said.

The light fell from the top of the head, and Xie Beiwang's eyelashes cast a small shadow, which made the contours around the eyes deeper, and Jian Mu was almost fascinated looking at him.

Sticking it around Xie Beiwang's waist, Jian Mu asked, "Do you love me?"

"En." Xie Beiwang put his arm on Jian Mu's back vaguely.

Jian Mu squinted her eyes and smiled, and kissed Xie Beiwang's face, "What a coincidence, I love you too."

Xie Bei looked at him for a moment, and Jian Mu struggled out of his arms, and took off his outer shirt to him, his naked skin came into view.

The traces of deliberate training are obvious, the muscles are evenly covered on the body, showing their own existence symmetrically.

Seeing Xie Beiwang's eyes fall on her, Jian Mu asked, "Does it look good?"

"good."

Xie Beiwang asked, "How is your waist training?"

"You won't know until you try."

Jian Mu sat straddling Xie Beiwang's lap, and amorously stretched out her tongue to lick Xie Beiwang's Adam's apple, the protruding part of the neck was sensitive and fragile, and was gently swept by the tongue, Xie Beiwang groaned.

He let Jian Mu light the fire on himself, subconsciously wrapped his arms around Jian Mu's waist, and felt sticky with his hands.

"The medicine is gone." Xie Beiwang said.

"Ok?"

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Jian Mu came back to his senses, and after thinking about it, he asked, "How do you know?"

He made sure he didn't show Xie Beiwang the injury on his back.

"Lin Dong said." Xie Beiwang said.

"So the big boss came to express condolences to me?" Jian Mu asked.

"On the way."

"Oh." Jian Mu replied in a low voice.

"Aren't you happy if you don't make a special trip to see you?" Xie Beiwang asked.

"Yes." Jian Mu tilted his face, "I thought the boss took time out of his busy schedule to visit me."

"Now it's considered to be looking at you specially." Xie Beiwang pushed his waist and hips, Jian Mu was jolted and almost fell back, and immediately wrapped his arms around Xie Beiwang's neck in fright.

Xie Beiwang moved closer to Jian Mu's ear and asked in a low voice, "You don't care about me, hurry up."

"Now I don't feel sorry for you anymore." Jian Mu rolled his eyes, reached out to reach for the condom tied beside the bed, "I feel sorry for myself."

Xie Beiwang smiled, and took out the cigarette and lighter from his suit jacket, before he lit it, Jian Mu stopped him and snatched the lighter away.

"It's not too late."

"I haven't touched it for a day." Xie Beiwang curled his lips helplessly with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Then let's share it, and each smokes half."

Jian Mu pulled the cigarette out of Xie Beiwang's mouth, tilted his head in his mouth and lit the fire, the scarlet sparks were picked up, and a section of white smoke was released, lingering faintly around the two of them.

Xie Beiwang looked at Jian Mu with great interest, seeing that he didn't stop taking one sip after another, and the body of the cigarette was shortened by half in a blink of an eye, so he asked slowly, "Is my cigarette good for you, my wife?"

Jian Mu was taken aback for a moment, a chaotic sound flashed from his mouth, Xie Beiwang didn't hear clearly, the next second Jian Mu's fingers loosened, and the cigarette he was holding circled a few times in the air and then fell on the quilt, Jian Mu was startled With a jump, even the quick hands and eyes did not stop Mars from scalding the cloth into a black hole.

"Are you scared?" Xie Beiwang smiled again, took most of the remaining cigarette from Jian Mu's hand and put it into his mouth.

"Don't be blind." Jian Mu patted the sheet to dust off the cigarette ash, but the more he patted, the dirtier it became, and a large area of ​​anxious dirt was smeared on the sheet, just like Jian Mu's state of mind at the moment, illogically chaotic .