Black Moonlight's vest fell again

They didn't succeed when they were well-dressed, and they failed to arrive when they were on a romantic date. Instead, when they were embarrassed at this moment, both of them revealed their sincerity to each other.A human heart stained with the blood of war is the filthiest and darkest thing, but they still pushed open the crack of the door to each other.

It's probably the most romantic thing ever.

The most miserable place is also the neatest, the dirtiest place is also the cleanest, and the most painful place is also the most peaceful.Rong Zhi landed heavily on the sofa, and Jiang Yun's body became hot.He reached out and turned off the light.

Under the moonlight, Rong Zhi's hair spread out, like fishing nets in the black sea, like the lights of a fisherwoman in the long night.

The moonlight covered her snow-white and slender body like a layer of salt.

She raised her head slightly and looked out of the window at the eternally silent moon in the sky, holding Jiang Yun's short black hair in her hands.

There was a hard bump on the back of his head that was in the shape of a chip.She gently stroked with her hot fingertips, Jiang Yun gasped, and a thick layer of goose bumps appeared on half of her cheeks.

Rong Zhi moved her hand away, but Jiang Yun grabbed her hand and rubbed it there again.

He said hoarsely, "Go on."

Rong Zhi did so, Jiang Yun closed her eyes and buried her head in her chest.

The two are like the last two little beasts in the universe. They have been lost in the dark time forest for a long time, and they finally meet.They lick each other, they entangle each other, they hurt each other, and use pain to prove their existence.

Two nail rings overlapping, reaching the depths of death is life.

Death is not the opposite of life, but exists forever as a part of life.

……

The next day, Rong Zhi for the first time did not maintain her habit of waking up to exercise in the morning, but was woken up by the ringing of her mobile phone until noon, barely opening her eyes.

so tired.

My waist is about to break.

Did you have a stiff neck last night?

It is more tiring than her playing eight hundred sets of boxing.

Rong Zhi yawned and pressed the answer button.

Opposite is the editor in charge of the publishing house, telling her about the sales of the new book and confirming the next schedule with her.

"Teacher Yao Yi..."

"Teacher Yao Yi..."

"You are so polite, why do you have to call me Teacher Yao Yi." Rong Zhi turned over, her eyes were too lazy to open, her eyelids were stuck together as if glued, "Just call me Yao Yi, or You can also call me Rongzhi...they are all from my own family."

She hung up the phone, stretched herself, and knocked her hand on something.

Soft, warm, elastic.

It was the flesh of a young man.

next second.

Sanity finally came back.

Memories of last night came flooding back.

Rong Zhi slowly and slowly opened her eyes.

The room was brightly lit, and the sun fell on the messy bed, sofa, and carpet.The clothes of the two were scattered on the ground, as if quietly crying out for the grievance of being thrown aside last night.

Her gaze wandered around, and finally landed on the young man in front of her.

Jiang Yun's broken hair was a little messy, and he smiled at her with gritted teeth.

"Good morning, Yao Yi."

"They are all on your own? Who is your own? Why don't I know?"

Rong Zhi covered her face for a second and began to hum.

"Oh, I'm so tired. Oh, I'm in pain."

"Pain?" Jiang Yun became nervous, propped herself up all of a sudden, and looked at her nervously, "Where does it hurt? I was too..."

Jiang Yun propped herself up, and the quilt slipped off, revealing the well-defined muscles that Rong Zhi didn't appreciate seriously last night, and then down...

Covered with a quilt.

Rong Zhi watched with bright eyes, and secretly stretched out her little finger, hooking the quilt thoughtfully.

This time, the quilt on Jiang Yun's body slipped even more, revealing her clear abdominal muscles.

Jiang Yun saw Rong Zhi's eyes shining in front of her, what else did she not understand?He was angry and funny, but he still confirmed: "Are you in good health?"

Rong Zhi was lying on the bed, clasped his hands together, and murmured in his mouth: "All these years, I have accumulated virtue and done good deeds, and worked hard for the cause of mankind. So my blessings are here."

After Jiang Yun heard this, she had nothing to say, but when Rong Zhi interrupted her, most of the anger in Jiang Yun's heart dissipated.

"Just lie to me." Jiang Yun was aggrieved half-truthfully, "We're already so close, yet you still lie to me. You're just determined. I like you, and I can't do without you. You're not responsible."

Rong Zhi hummed and threw the pot away: "You already knew that I was Yao Yi, and you wanted me to admit it myself. I am so easy to satisfy you, how shameless am I?"

Jiang Yun lowered her voice and said hoarsely: "I am really satisfied."

Rong Zhi laughed amused by Jiang Yun, and reached out to caress the handsome boy in front of him.Her fingertips passed over the chip on the back of his head, Jiang Yun couldn't help taking a breath, and pulled Rong Zhi's hand down.

Rong Zhi opened her eyes and looked up at him: "Aren't you tired last night?!"

Jiang Yun turned her head away in embarrassment: "I am a young man."

Rong Zhi covered her mouth and laughed.

Jiang Yun blushed and said, "Stop laughing."

Rong Zhi started laughing.

Jiang Yun became angry from embarrassment, turned over all of a sudden, propped herself up on Rong Zhi's body, pointed the tip of her nose at Rong Zhi's, and scraped hard.

"I'll settle the matter with you later about Yao Yi." After Jiang Yun threatened viciously, she stretched out her hand and picked up Yao Yi's new book that was turned upside down from the bedside table.

When writing this book, Rong Zhi didn't think about any development with Jiang Yun, but simply admired his beauty, so he was included in the book as the male protagonist, and by the way, he also wrote about the pornographic waste in his head. Once inside, it can be called YY Daquan.

Anyone who reads it can't praise Yao Yi's exquisite writing skills?

But being seen by the YY subject himself, that is the real death of the big society!
Rong Zhi's toes moved awkwardly under the quilt.

The biggest social death in history, it was late but arrived.

"Come on, let's talk about your infringement of my portrait right..."

Rong Zhi screamed and closed her eyes: "Don't look!"

"Don't look!"

"Look again...look again, let's break off friendship!"

Rong Zhi writhed and kicked under the quilt, blushing like a prawn.

Then her legs were clamped by Jiang Yun's legs and she couldn't move.

Rong Zhi retracted herself under the quilt, only showing her two eyes.

Jiang Yun pulled down the cup.

Rong Zhi shrinks again.

Jiang Yun pulls again.

Rong Zhi closed her eyes.

Jiang Yun showed a well-dressed animal smile slowly, and then turned a page.

——A piece of obscenity described by literary critics as "the classic beauty of human desire".

Jiang Yun began to recite.

His voice was nice, and he deliberately lowered it a bit. Reading this kind of passage made people's blood spurt.

Rong Zhi's face turned even redder, the heat was almost real, and she looked at Jiang Yun with wet eyes.

When Rong Zhi looked at it like this, Jiang Yun couldn't control it all of a sudden, her hands softened, and she almost fell on Rong Zhi.

Rong Zhi couldn't hold back, and smirked again.

Jiang Yun held the book in one hand, and grabbed the smiling girl with the other hand: "Don't hide, dare to write or not to do? Let's practice the same thing."

Rong Zhi smiled and begged for mercy: "I have written a lot, so please forgive me!"

Jiang Yun bit her steaming nose lightly with her teeth, put the book back on the bedside table, and pulled up the quilt.Vague laughter came, and then broke up one after another, like a broken sunrise on the sparkling sea.