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"Lu..." Before she could finish calling her name, Lu Zhoucheng stepped forward, held her face in his hands, and kissed her.

Just now, Zhao Xiaohui was worried that the person who prevented her from closing the door might be Mr. Huang, fearing that he would come back and harass her.Now that she saw Lu Zhoucheng, she felt at ease.

"Wait a minute." After a lingering kiss, Lu Zhoucheng wanted to continue, but Zhao Xiaohui reached out to stop him.

"Didn't you leave? Why did you come back..." Zhao Xiaohui asked.

"It's Thursday, date again!"

After Lu Zhoucheng finished speaking, Zhao Xiaohui raised her eyes and glanced at the clock on the wall. Sure enough, it was already past twelve o'clock.

So what Lu Zhoucheng means is that all the unhappiness that happened on Wednesday can be archived and reset to zero, and the two of them can start a new day?

"No..." Zhao Xiaohui wanted to say something else, but Lu Zhoucheng interrupted with a low voice and a hoarse voice: "Be serious!"

After saying that, he blocked Zhao Xiaohui's mouth again.

This time it wasn't just a kiss. Lu Zhoucheng's hand gradually moved down and lifted up Zhao Xiaohui's skirt. The woman felt a little cold on her thighs.

Zhao Xiaohui knew what would happen next.

When Lu Zhoucheng's slender fingers hooked on the elastic band, Zhao Xiaohui took his hand.

"Are we... going to continue like this?" Zhao Xiaohui asked with a blushing face.

"Unless you refuse..."

Zhao Xiaohui shook her head: "Didn't you say that you like the sense of ceremony?"

Lu Zhoucheng stopped moving and put their foreheads against Zhao Xiaohui's. He was still out of breath from the kiss just now, and his chest was still heaving.

"It feels like this, fuck the sense of ritual." Lu Zhoucheng gasped.

Zhao Xiaohui laughed happily: "Yes, fuck the sense of ritual!"

After saying that, she hugged Lu Zhoucheng's neck and took the initiative to kiss him.

In fact, there are not so many rules and regulations about feelings. Just follow your feelings...

They kissed in the hallway and walked towards the bedroom while kissing.

They didn't even have time to change their shoes, so they went in barefoot.

Lu Zhoucheng took off his coat and threw it on the ground, followed by his shirt. He was a little anxious and couldn't unbutton the buttons. Zhao Xiaohui was even more anxious than him and reached out to help.

Zhao Xiaohui helped her take off her shirt, and Lu Zhoucheng helped her take off her skirt.

The skirt was simple, and it came down as soon as the zipper was unzipped, falling to the floor.

The two stepped on their skirts and walked inside. When they were approaching the door, Lu Zhoucheng squatted down slightly, picked up Zhao Xiaohui in a princess hug, and walked in.

Zhao Xiaohui was put on the bed by Lu Zhoucheng. The man supported her with one hand and gently stroked her hair with the other hand, as if admiring a treasure.

Zhao Xiaohui had already felt the reaction between the man's legs. She blushed with embarrassment and looked at Lu Zhoucheng with tenderness and sweetness in her eyes.

"Lu..." Zhao Xiaohui wanted to call Lu Zhoucheng's name, but when she opened her mouth, she realized that her voice was already hoarse.

"From now on, you'll be called 'Brother Cheng', and Brother Cheng will protect you!" Lu Zhoucheng never wanted to hear Zhao Xiaohui call him "Mr. Lu" again. He had the aura, but he wasn't affectionate enough.

This "Brother Cheng" is just right.

"Ah, Cheng...Brother Cheng..." Zhao Xiaohui called out from under the man. The voice was clear and sweet, making Lu Zhoucheng feel that the impulse in his heart became harder to control.

"Xiaohui...be my woman..." After Lu Zhoucheng finished speaking, he pressed down on Zhao Xiaohui.

The two kissed again, and in the process, they took off the few clothes they had left on their bodies.

Zhao Xiaohui was a little nervous. Although it was not the first time, this feeling was unprecedented.

She had never wanted to be with a man so much.

Seeing Zhao Xiaohui's nervousness, Lu Zhoucheng's movements were gentle.But when it came time to finally enter, Zhao Xiaohui still cried out in pain.

"Brother Cheng... no! It hurts..."

"Why does it still hurt?" Lu Zhoucheng was puzzled, and this was not the first time for Zhao Xiaohui.

"You...you are too big..."

"..."