The ivory tower has no autumn

Ji Huaizhi didn't know why she didn't see it, so Lin Zhiyuan covered her lips again, her lips wrapped around her lips, and the tip of her tongue outlined the fine lines on her lips, then she poked in through the slightly opened gap, and the city gate opened wide , let her plunder wantonly.

A greedy person knows no restraint and always wants more.

Lin Zhiyuan pressed Ji Huaizhi under him in an increasingly passionate kiss, and Ji Huaizhi's rational line was almost broken again. She wanted herself not to respond, but couldn't help but want to entangle her more. many.

Until both sides lost control, and were about to replay the scene of that night, it was Ji Huaizhi who first grasped Piao Miao's reason in her hands, she pushed Lin Zhiyuan away slightly with both hands, and said, "You are sick. "

He was panting slightly as he spoke.

"Who stipulates that you can't do these things when you are sick."

Although Lin Zhiyuan said so, she didn't continue, she just stared at Ji Huaizhi with fiery eyes, the desire that couldn't be hidden in her pupils was about to burn through Ji Huaizhi.

Looking at her, Ji Huaizhi felt that her heart was riddled with holes, her desires were pervasive and had nowhere to rest. Only Lin Zhiyuan could soothe and fill her.

After a long time, Ji Huaizhi finally said, "Who created the cause bears the fruit."

She spoke very cryptically, just like the stories in Lin Zhiyuan's writing.

Whoever stirs up other people's desires is responsible for smoothing them out.

Lin Zhiyuan let go of Ji Huaizhi's hand, and the other party could hold it by herself. She leaned down and whispered in Ji Huaizhi's ear, "Help me take it off."

Ji Huaizhi turned over hard and pressed Lin Zhiyuan under her body. The mattress shook twice, and she manually took off her clothes. The lights outside the room sneaked in, wanting to catch a glimpse of the spring. Under the light, she His skin was cold white, and now it had been dyed with a hint of pink.

"Have you seen enough?"

Lin Zhiyuan showed a smug smile, and before Ji Huaizhi, who was staring blankly, could react, he regained the initiative.

Lin Zhiyuan hooked Ji Huaizhi's chin with his fingertips, slid down her throat, and finally fixed on the third button of her shirt. You only need to untie it to get a glimpse of Fangze. The buttons were picked and pressed, and the buttons were immediately loosened, and the clothes were gently opened, revealing the cleavage squeezed out by the bra.

"You know, I like the way you look in shirts."

Lin Zhiyuan didn't intend to unbutton the button again, she pulled it hard, two or three buttons were torn off the thread and fell to the ground, just this action, Ji Huaizhi saw everything in front of Lin Zhiyuan.

Fortunately, the trousers that Ji Huaizhi was wearing today were loose and easy to take off.

Lin Zhiyuan stuck her whole body up, chest to chest, lower abdomen to lower abdomen, her legs were entangled, touching each other intentionally or unintentionally, she held Ji Huaizhi's face and intertwined with her lips and tongue, her breathing was reluctant when she pulled away, The silver thread that connects two parties is attachment.

If there is reluctance and attachment, then kiss again.

From the lips to the corners of the mouth, from the corners of the mouth to the chin, Lin Zhiyuan likes Ji Huaizhi's throat the most, because it is where she speaks, and all her uncontrollable desires will be told to her through here.

She wants more.

Moving further down, the lower abdomen felt the slightly rough hair of the other party. She gently bit her collarbone like an ant, leaving shallow tooth marks everywhere.

Ji Huaizhi was full of joy, she arched her body uncontrollably, Lin Zhiyuan seemed to be waiting for this moment, his left hand reached behind his back and skillfully unbuttoned his underwear.

Losing the clothes to cover her body, Lin Zhiyuan became more presumptuous. She lowered her head, looked at it with her left hand, and kissed her mouth. She only hated that she didn't have eyes on the top of her head, so she couldn't see Ji Huaizhi's expression at the moment.

Kneading and teasing with the fingertips, swirling and sucking the tip of the tongue, Ji Huaizhi's hands passed under the armpits and hugged her tightly.

"Huh..." The syllables that sounded like air leaked from between the teeth.

The palm stroked deep into the inner thigh, and it was a familiar slippery feeling.

Lin Zhiyuan liked the feeling of biting ears with Ji Huaizhi, her moist and hot breath sprayed on Ji Huaizhi's ears, making Ji Huaizhi itchy.

"patience."

"what……"

The syllable that Ji Huaizhi accidentally let out made Ji Huaizhi's heart skip a beat. She really loves to listen, loves it very much, just like listening to others talking about secrets.

That is concealed, but also publicized.

Her fingertips teased, her fingertips rubbed and pressed repeatedly, she turned her face to see Ji Huaizhi's right hand that was holding onto the sheet, as if she was about to tear the sheet, she stretched out her left hand, interlocking her fingers, feeling the other's strength, she knew Do well on your own.

"Zhi... Yuan..."

"Ok?"

"I……"

"it is good."

Needless to say, Lin Zhiyuan understands everything.

Put your middle finger in slowly, and go upstream against the current, like a boat floating in the river. When the oar is stroked, it will advance a few minutes, and when the oar stops, it will retreat a few inches. It goes back and forth like this. Ji Huaizhi's body couldn't stop shaking.

"Slow... some..."

Lin Zhiyuan slowed down obediently, then pulled out the entire middle finger without warning, then put it together with the ring finger, and re-entered.

Ji Huaizhi groaned, which could not be called joyful. She hadn't tried two fingers yet, and the expression on her face showed a little grievance at this moment, and crystal tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Lin Zhiyuan saw that she kissed her trembling eyelids, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

She stopped the movements of her hands, intending to let Ji Huaizhi's body get used to it.

"Well... slowly... just..."

When Ji Huaizhi spoke, her shame was already off the charts, she turned her head away from Lin Zhiyuan, her ears were so red that they were bleeding.

Although she is usually not a big bad wolf, she is not the soft and sticky type of little white rabbit, but at this moment, she feels that she is a kind and gentle little white rabbit who can be manipulated by others.

"Okay, let's take it slow..."

Lin Zhiyuan tentatively pushed his fingers a little deeper, and then slowly pulled them away, as if slowing down ten times, until Ji Huaizhi fully adapted, and the sound of mooring water in the dark was unusually loud, combining with the joyful syllables to form the most primitive the tune.

Treble, bass, bass, percussion... Two people can also be the most perfect band.

As Lin Zhiyuan speeded up, Ji Huaizhi could no longer think, and all emotions could only be conveyed through the body's natural reaction. Lin Zhiyuan felt her reaction, and she hugged her tightly, as if she was afraid that she would run away. When Lin Zhiyuan arrives, feel the thrill with her.

Ji Huaizhi thought, she had finished making love.

However, what followed was Lin Zhiyuan's familiar sentence: "One more time, this time...with me."

Changed the last few words, the experience is different.

At six o'clock in the morning, Ji Huaizhi woke up naturally. She usually waited until the alarm clock rang before waking up, but today was different, she woke up very early.

Last night, it was past two o'clock in the morning, so she should be too tired to get up, but when she looked at the bed beside her, Lin Zhiyuan was not there.

She wakes up earlier than she does.

Sitting up, the quilt slipped off her body, taking away the warmth that had been stored for the whole night. With a jolt, she pulled the quilt back up to cover her naked body, and looked around to find her clothes.

She didn't find her clothes, but a set of folded clean clothes was placed on the chair beside the bed, even her underwear was placed on top.

Putting on her clothes, she walked out of the room and saw two rocking chairs outside the French windows at some point. There was a small tea table next to the rocking chairs. At this time, the rocking chairs were shaking slightly, and white smoke was rising from the back of the chairs.

She draped a thick blanket over herself, pushed open the floor-to-ceiling windows, went outside, and sat on another rocking chair to the right of the coffee table.

Lin Zhiyuan didn't look at her, as if she didn't notice anyone, he just opened his mouth and asked, "Did you sleep well?"

"Well, it's pretty good." Ji Huaizhi glanced at Lin Zhiyuan, and found that she was also covered with a blanket, so he wrapped the blanket around his body tighter, "Why don't you sleep more when you're sick?"

"I'm having a nightmare." Lin Zhiyuan looked down at the cigarette between her fingers. She didn't smoke, but just smelled the faint mint fragrance, as if the smell could dispel the lingering fear that still remained in her heart.

"Did you dream about that girl again?"

To some extent, the chic and comfortable girl in the dream, that perfect world, might be a nightmare.

People yearn for perfection, so when they wake up and see that perfection is fragmented, and the world they are about to face is so cruel and hopeless, perfection becomes a nightmare.

"No." Lin Zhiyuan felt that the lingering fear in her heart gradually subsided because of Ji Huaizhi's appearance, she slowly exhaled a breath of hot air, and finally took her first puff of cigarette.

"I dreamed you were dead."

She wanted to tell her, but when the words came to her mouth, it became another sentence: "It's just a very ordinary, but very real dream."

She never thought it was scary to dream of falling from high altitudes, being chased by ghosts, etc., because those were all fake, and only dreaming of the death of an acquaintance could be called a nightmare by her.

Because that feeling is real and the only thing that can happen in real life.

Ordinary, but true.

Ji Huaizhi didn't take it seriously, and just said: "Dreams and reality are always opposite."

This sentence is only applicable to nightmares, anyone who says this sentence in a good dream will offend others.

"It's windy here, let's go in!" Ji Huaizhi still thought that Lin Zhiyuan was a sick person now, and didn't want her to blow too much cold wind.

"Wait until I finish smoking this cigarette, and wait until I finish watching today's sunrise."

Ji Huaizhi looked at Lin Zhiyuan smoking a cigarette in small sips, as if she was not willing to finish the cigarette early, she glanced at the golden sky in the distance, it seemed that this half cigarette could not withstand the sun's full performance The sunrise thing.

So she picked up the cigarette case on the table, took out one and bit it lightly in her mouth, covered the small flame of the lighter with her left hand and ignited it, twisted the cigarette with her fingers, and handed it over.

A full cigarette, just right.

Lin Zhiyuan was holding a new cigarette, her hair hadn't been taken care of since she woke up, she looked a little loose, and carried the breath of last night, she slumped in the curved back of the rocking chair, looking at the gradually dazzling eyes in the distance. Chen Guang thought to himself: "If the sunrise can go slower, slower, it will be more perfect."

Ji Huaizhi turned her head to look at Lin Zhiyuan. If she was still a little confused these days, she couldn't be sure what kind of feelings she had for Lin Zhiyuan, but now everything suddenly became clear.

Maybe when she first saw Lin Zhiyuan smoking, she was fascinated.

"Did you know? You are the most beautiful smoker among all the smokers I've ever seen." A word in my heart blurted out somehow.

After saying this, Ji Huaizhi was actually a little embarrassed. She wanted to do something to cover it up, but in the end she didn't do anything, because it would only increase the embarrassment.

Lin Zhiyuan laughed out loud, shook his head helplessly, and answered her: "You are also the stupidest one among all the people I have ever seen who light cigarettes."

Ji Huaizhi was so angry that she ran into the house on the spot, while Lin Zhiyuan laughed mercilessly outside, smiling, she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, the sky was bright, and the cigarette in her hand just finished burning.

A cigarette, just right.

Pressing the cigarette butt into the ashtray, she murmured: "One less sunrise."