The husband and wife of a wealthy school

Yan Cheng's lips were warm, soft and moist, like a good soft tofu, they were a little springy when touched.The clear fragrance that belonged to Yan Cheng hit the sky and covered the sky, spread into his mouth, from the inside to the outside, he was completely surrounded by this fragrance, and the water melted.

This taste is indescribable.

Zhao Yan lived in a closet for 33 years in his last life, in the dead of night, and it was not like he had never imagined this feeling when he was alone and sleepless.

Only when you have experienced it can you know, when you have not experienced it, no amount of imagination will be available.The taste of the first kiss with someone you have loved for many years is enough to make people never forget it for a lifetime.

Sex, is a mysterious and fascinating thing, you can't just use hormonal response to explain it, it's like poppy...

When Zhao Yan took the initiative to kiss him, Yan Cheng couldn't help but stiffen his neck for a second, then he turned back and kissed back forcefully.

Zhao Yan felt that Yan Cheng's lips and tongue were like fire, and his mind went blank because of the fire, and the strange and intense sensory experience in his body overwhelmed all his consciousness.

Yan Cheng's lips were eager and fiery, but his body was a little stiff, and his hands were resting on the sofa.Zhao Yan raised his hand starting from his shoulder, stroked down along his arm, and finally touched his hand, holding it gently.

Yan Cheng's lips and tongue paused for a while before the hot kiss, and then he suddenly hugged Zhao Yan into his arms, and kissed deeply even more forcefully.

It was past eleven o'clock, the night was already deep, and the wind and snow were misty in the dark night outside. With a height of 24 floors and an indoor space of more than 100 square meters, the temperature is suitable, warm as spring, and the spring is infinite...

Bao'er had already fallen asleep in the corner of the sofa, curled up like a little fur ball, silently.

Yan Cheng's hand on Zhao Yan's back moved down gropingly, over the back waist, lifted a corner of the sweater hem, and stretched it in.

The sensitive waist skin touched the warm fingertips, and Zhao Yan was shocked so smart that he almost didn't make a sound.He struggled to hold Yan Cheng's hand that was acting out of control, and gently pushed him away.

Zhao Yan was short of breath, his lips were swollen, red, swollen and moist, his cheeks were flushed, and there was a pool of spring water in his eyes, with infinite charm.

Looking at this face up close, Yan Cheng felt that his throat was as thirsty as the land that had been dry for hundreds of years, impatiently in need of rain after a long drought.

Zhao Yan pulled Yan Cheng's hand out of his clothes, "You..., I..., I have an exam tomorrow, I can't do it today, this... this is too fast."

Yan Cheng: "Just touch it."

Yan Cheng was too close, Zhao Yan felt too hot, he pushed Yan Cheng away, stood up, and moved a few steps to the side.

Finally breathing easier.

Zhao Yan asked him left and right, "Do you know what a boy in our class said about you?"

Yan Cheng adjusted his posture and leaned back on the sofa, looking at Zhao Yan, "What?"

Zhao Yan: "Snow lotus."

Yan Cheng: "Why snow lotus?"

"I didn't ask him why, as far as I understand, it should mean high and cold."

Yan Cheng smiled, his red and swollen lips curved gracefully, "Do you think I am?"

Zhao Yan: "No."

Zhao Yan didn't know what to say, he was a little embarrassed to stand, he walked over and sat next to Bao'er to stroke his hair, Bao'er opened his sleepy eyes and looked at him, then changed his position, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Yan Cheng: "Do you like my Bao'er?"

"This cat is pretty good, and it feels good when you rub it." Zhao Yan looked at the dark snowy night outside the floor-to-ceiling windows and said, "It's getting late, I have to go."

Yan Cheng followed Zhao Yan's gaze to the French windows, "It seems to be snowing, or you can sleep here tonight."

Zhao Yan heard that the "sleep" in Yan Cheng's mouth meant pure sleep.

"It's okay. I have to read the book when I go back. I have an exam tomorrow. I didn't bring the book."

Yan Cheng stood up and put on his clothes, "I'll see you off."

Zhao Yan also stood up and put on his coat, "No need, this place is not far from the school, just a few steps away."

Yan Cheng insisted: "It's okay, I'll see you off."

With that said, he already picked up the car keys and walked towards the entrance.

Zhao Yan stood still, "Yan Cheng, can we make an agreement that you don't have to send me back to school when it's not necessary."

Yan Cheng was puzzled: "Why?"

"Because many people have mixed eyes, many mouths make money."

Yan Cheng walked back to the living room from the entrance, approached Zhao Yan, looked him in the eyes and said, "Will you be in trouble if you're with me?"

Seeing Yan Cheng frown seriously when he said this, Zhao Yan smiled, "Of course not, it's just something that could have been avoided, we don't need to provoke rumors."

Yan Cheng: "If I promise you this agreement, you have to promise me one thing."

Zhao Yan was very curious: "What's the matter?"

"I decided to go to Fengqiao Mountain during the winter vacation. For the sake of my family's wealth, you have to act as a tour guide for me, and the tour guide fee will be doubled."

Zhao Yan laughed again, it turned out that Yan Cheng still remembered what he said.

Zhao Yan: "Deal."

"You don't have my mobile phone number, I'll report it to you, and you can save it."

Zhao Yan: "Tell me, I will remember it and save it when I go back." He decided to buy a Nokia for 300 yuan tomorrow.

Going to the entrance to change his shoes, Yan Cheng followed and leaned on the shoe cabinet to look at him.

After Zhao Yan changed his shoes, he pointed to his bag and asked Yan Cheng, "Do you remember this bag?"

"Remember, your specialty, you said you would bring me one at the beginning of next semester."

Zhao Yan opened the door and was about to leave, Yan Cheng stopped him behind him: "Wait, I remembered, you seem to have said once that you don't have a mobile phone, why don't I give you one, and you must remember to contact me."

Zhao Yan: "Yes, I just bought it not long ago, I will contact you tomorrow."

The "one time" Yan Cheng said should refer to that time, the time he borrowed his mobile phone to call the police.

Zhao Yan came out and left the indoor heater, only to feel the cold. How can it not be cold in the early morning when it is snowing in the Northeast?He put the hat on the back of the cotton coat on his head, wrapped up the scarf, and stepped on the plush carpet towards the elevator.

Yan Cheng stood at the door and said to his back: "Your scarf is too thin, would you like me to give you one?"

"no, I'm fine."

Watching Zhao Yan's back disappear into the elevator, Yan Cheng touched his lips, the exciting touch just now was still left in the sensitive and rich sensory cells around the lips.

He never thought that there would be a man like Zhao Yan beside him, who fit his fantasies about sex and all fantasies about family.

Zhao Yan walked out of the prosperous city, it was late at night, the shops on the street were basically closed, only the street lights were on.

There seemed to be a fire dancing in his chest, a fire that could not be extinguished by the cold wind in the early morning of winter.

Back at school and opening the dormitory door, Zhao Yan heard Wang Feng's passionate and passionate singing...

"I want a life in full bloom

like flying in the vast sky

like walking in the endless wilderness

Possess the power to break free from everything..."

Sure enough, the three people in the dormitory were still awake, and they were all staying up late reading books for tomorrow's exam.

Jiang Hai: "Zhao Yan, why did you come back? I was almost tossed to death by this book, even the inspirational songs can't save me."

"Go to the library."

When Zhao Yan walked under the lamp, Jiang Hai glanced over inadvertently, "Hey, why are your lips swollen?"

"Is there?! I didn't pay attention, maybe a mosquito bit me."

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I'm sorry, cutie, I'm not fast enough, I will try to update as much as possible in the future, I wish you all a happy new year!