smoke like fire

The television broadcasts the news in the living room, one after another.The mouth of the person who reported it seemed to be covered with a layer of cloth, and the words he said were so vague that I couldn't hear them clearly.It doesn't matter, it's not important at all.Because I was in the bedroom, I wrapped my arms around Zhao Kuanyi's neck, kissed his lips, and pulled off the tie of my bathrobe.He put his arms around my waist and took me to bed.

The light embedded in the wall projected to the ceiling and shone down again, the room was dim and the atmosphere was transpiring.I pressed Zhao Kuanyi under my body, looked down at his face, looked into his eyes, there was a flame of lust, rushing into my heart, my whole body was going to be burnt into a sticky paste from inside to outside.

I kept silent, and neither did Zhao Kuanyi.In this situation, body language is most suitable.The body is always more honest than the heart.He hooked me down and kissed again.His tongue reached into my mouth to hook my tongue.His hand was swimming around my body, it was his breath or my breath that was hot, it was gradually hard to distinguish, it was urgent, so hot and humid.On the lips, on the chest, on the belly that is tightly condensed into a beautiful line; it needs to be kissed a hundred times and a thousand times.Not enough.

If there is no love, sex should still be happy-I have always believed in it, and I am also indulgent, and I am more willing to make the other party happy first.To go further unilaterally, there is cooperation between both parties.Sex is always a matter of two people.I lowered my head and kissed the erect penis in front of me.I stuck out my tongue and licked from the root to the front, while looking at Zhao Kuanyi's condition.

A few strands of Zhao Kuanyi's hair covered his forehead, and I couldn't make out his eyes.

His panting gradually calmed down.But his self-restraint is also reflected in sex, and he is always a little calm.I can't help but wonder if I still have too few means in this regard.I suck my penis in my hand.The back of my head was held down by a hand, with a slight force, I didn't feel uncomfortable, and I worked harder with my mouth.

Zhao Kuanyi suddenly pulled me up.He put me on the bed.I looked at him, his eyes were slightly closed, and he bent down to kiss me.He came to touch my legs, fingers around my genitals to soothe.I couldn't help moaning, but I already felt that I couldn't bear it for too long, so I vented it in his hands.

I was pulled up by him again.He glanced at me, I was still in a daze, and before I understood, I was pressed down on the bed.He crouched behind me, his body temperature equally high.

He kissed my back, one by one, as if the wind was blowing, so light that I wanted to tremble.I buried my face in the crook of my arms, something was inserted between my buttocks, it was his fingers, increasing one by one.I was tortured and asked for relief, but it seemed that it was not enough.I beg to speak out.

Zhao Kuanyi didn't speak, just lifted my waist slightly.His hands were on my waist and hips, and his body was lowered even lower.He went inside, and I was finally satisfied.

Every stroke of his went deep.I arched my back and moaned wantonly.I looked forward, only to see a hazy patch, all patches were hot and humid.My hands clasped the sheets vigorously, and the sheets wrinkled and swirled round and round.I seem to be entangled in that vortex, floating and sinking.

I was turned over again, and I spontaneously separated my legs.Zhao Kuanyi grabbed the knee of one of my legs and pushed forward.I hum and wrap my other leg around his waist.He seemed to feel that it was in the way, he pushed it away and then pressed it down.He goes deeper.I half-raised my upper body and pulled him close to kiss him with one hand.Tongues intertwined, it's hard to tell whose breath it is; it's just as hot.

Time and time again, when you think the end is coming, it's just the beginning.

For the last time, under Zhao Kuanyi's fondling, I ejaculated again.After a while, Zhao Kuanyi hummed and ejaculated.At this time, I felt as if I saw a lake in the desert, and I could finally breathe a sigh of relief, tired and satisfied.I don't even have the energy to moan.

The sweat all over my body is still subsiding.He lowered his face and panted lightly.I met his eyes and didn't speak.But my heart was beating suddenly and suddenly, and suddenly there was something strange, as if something was suddenly enlightening.But I was too tired to think about anything.

Zhao Kuanyi pulled away at this moment.He sat on the side of the bed, his chest rising and falling slowly.I let out a deep breath slowly, and couldn't help but close my eyes.

I turned over and turned around, and I seemed to hear Zhao Kuanyi whispering in my ear.He couldn't hear clearly, and couldn't open his eyelids. He seemed to be lying down.The same hot and humid temperature came over, and I didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

I just fell asleep like this.

When I opened my eyes, there was silence inside and outside the bedroom.No longer hear the chattering voice reporting the news.I don't know if it's time to stop broadcasting, or the TV is turned off.

The window in front of me has not drawn the curtains, and the building outside seems to be covered with a layer of gauze, looking gray.The sky seemed to be dawning soon, and when the sun rose later, the sun would shine in.It would be nice to have the curtains drawn up, but I don't want to move anyway.

The carnival not long ago is still fresh in my memory. I am thinking at this time, but I am confused.Between Zhao Kuanyi and Zhao Kuanyi, the sex has never been sloppy. I don't hide my lust for him, it's always been clear, and besides, there is no need to think too much about courtship.He has never been pretentious, but for him, there is always less love.

I couldn't help turning over and looking at Zhao Kuanyi on the other side.His hair covered his eyes, and he was lying on his side, still asleep, with the quilt only half tucked up, his exposed arms lying beside the pillow.I watched him quietly.Look again, still can't figure him out.But I can't help but love.

I watched for a while, and a thought came to me, so I put my palm on the back of one of his hands.Later, I fell asleep again.

When I woke up in the morning, it was raining outside.

It was falling heavily, and the rainwater splashed heavily on the windows, and the scenery was all blurred into one piece.It didn't feel cold, there was a heater in the bedroom, it was almost too hot, I wanted to stay in bed for a while, but I was sweating, so I got up slowly to take a shower.

It was past nine o'clock at that time, Zhao Kuanyi got up early, washed and changed his clothes.He was in the living room, apparently on the phone with someone he was meeting later, in French, of course.

While I was still in the bathroom, the doorbell rang, and I heard a vague conversation that seemed to be someone from the hotel.When I put on my bathrobe and came out, it was quiet again.I strapped on my bathrobe and walked into the living room.

There is a breakfast and coffee on the round table in front of the balcony.Zhao Kuanyi was sitting on a chair facing him, flipping through a newspaper, and seemed to notice it, so he took a look.

I smile and sit on another chair.I poured the coffee and saw that the customer in front of me was early, so I couldn't help but ask, "Why is there only one customer?"

Zhao Kuanyi said: "I'm not very hungry, I have to go out in ten minutes, the car I picked up is on the way." After a pause, he suddenly changed his mouth: "What time do you meet your friend?"

I said, "It's about 11:30, but it doesn't matter if you're late."

Zhao Kuanyi nodded slightly and fell silent.I was still looking at him, his hair was combed neatly, he was wearing a black knit jacket with a collar, a folded newspaper was leaning on his folded legs, he was reading and drinking coffee at the same time.His posture, his expression, are still as clear and cold as yesterday.

But I can't tell, I always feel that something is different.

Probably aware of it, he raised his eyes and looked over.

I smiled and shook my head.It should be a lot of thinking, people are in a foreign land, putting aside trivial matters, the state of mind is somewhat different, it seems that everything is new, and even those who hate it may not find it annoying.

It’s okay to have illusions, but it’s impossible to think wrongly.

Zhao Kuanyi didn't pay attention to me, he seemed to think of something, and asked me: "After your side is over, where are you planning to go?"

I said: "Let's just take a walk. There are a few bookstores nearby. You may go and have a look. However, after lunch, it may not be too early. The weather is not very good today, so maybe I will come back directly."

After hearing this, Zhao Kuanyi looked at his watch and said, "My place will end very late, but I can probably come back."

I smiled and said, "Huh? Don't you have dinner tonight? If you don't rush like this? Why don't you just go there directly. Where are you going to have dinner?"

Zhao Kuanyi said calmly, "It's nearby."

"Oh? Really?" I couldn't help laughing: "Then I really have time to drink tea with me."

Zhao Kuanyi folded up the newspaper and put it on the table, saying, "Yes."

I smiled, but quickly said: "I casually—"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Kuanyi's cell phone beside the table rang.He picked it up, spoke a few words, then stood up and picked up the coat hanging on a hanger on one side.

He quickly ended the call and said to me: "The car I picked up has arrived."

I nod.

He walked towards the door, and suddenly turned around again, "I said it a little later—"

I didn't expect him to remember it, I was startled, and interrupted him: "I'm really joking, you don't have to rush."

Zhao Kuanyi closed his mouth and just looked at me.He looked at his watch again and said, "That's it." Then he turned around, opened the door and went out.

I was stunned.But when the coffee was cold, I didn't expect to understand.