Doomsday: Beauty is strong and miserable, she is glowing and crazy at the same time

The RV drove dozens of kilometers before leaving the icy road, but the snow was so thick that the wheels of the vehicle could make a crunching sound.

The four cars drove as much as possible during the daylight. The frozen city gradually faded away, and a small number of alien species appeared on the road.

When we reached the junction of the two cities, the number of ruts on the snow increased significantly. As darkness approached, the RV found a sheltered place to stop for the night.

Zhao Mo knew that it was Guan Yue who informed his teammates to leave, and took them out of the sea. Later, he came over to express his thanks.

He didn't have anything to give as a gift. He only took two bottles of wine in the car and gave them to a few people. They were specialty wines from their hometown and were rare.

Shan Xunxing looked at it with greed. Ever since she came back from watching the moon, she had quit smoking and drinking. She hadn't touched these two things for a long time. She wasn't addicted to cigarettes, so it didn't matter if she didn't smoke. But sometimes she really wanted to take a sip of wine.

"I can……"

"No, I'll drink it later."

"...I agreed to tell you what I wanted to say."

"Except tobacco and alcohol."

He is such a principled and healthy person...

Shan Xunxing stood at the entrance of the stairs, reluctant to watch Guanyue put the two bottles of wine into the space.

"Can you give me a bottle?" Liang Tingzhu glanced at her gently and suddenly spoke.

Guanyue didn't expect Liang Tingzhu to ask for wine. He only occasionally asked for a pack of cigarettes, the kind that could be smoked for a long time. Other than that, he never asked for anything.

"I'll go back to the room and drink."

When she heard this, she felt relieved and handed out one of the bottles. As long as Xunxing didn't see it outside, she could have a drink with her.

"Thank you." Liang Tingzhu took the wine, took out a wine glass from the cabinet and returned to the room as if nothing had happened.

Seeing him going upstairs, Guanyue asked Shanxunxing again: "Why don't you go to bed early? You've been quite tired these past few days."

The blanket in the space must have been thin after being used for this day. Even if there was a fire for Star Search, it would still be cold, let alone two of them.

"I'll be waiting." Thinking of the look Liang Tingzhu gave her before leaving, Shan Xunxing wanted to sit downstairs for a while and eat the almond tofu she had been thinking about all day.

He Huai thought she was weird. Liang Tingzhu had already left, so why didn't she go have a drink? Didn't that bottle of wine go around the corner and get it for her?

"We've finished the dessert, why don't you come up?"

"Well, go take a rest when you're tired."

Shan Xunxing put down his spoon, his eyes dark: "Do you think I'm a light bulb?"

She nodded to herself: "Okay, I'll leave now." After saying that, she stood up and walked out. However, because she hadn't sat at a table for too long in the past few days, she forgot about the existence of the table legs and kicked them up. .

"Hi~"

Shan Xunxing bent down, the pain was really sore.

"Are you okay?" Guanyue asked her quickly.

She shook her head and stood on one leg while holding on to the table. When she turned her head, she saw a few people getting out of the truck together, probably going to the convenience store, including Li Man.

Shan Xunxing raised his eyebrows and silently recited 'damage transfer' in his heart, and then heard a distorted "Fuck" sound coming from outside the window.

She put down her legs refreshed and felt comfortable.

Going upstairs with a cheerful pace, she saw no one on the second floor, so she went straight back to her room.

Five minutes later, listening to the buzzer at the door, Shan Xunxing came out of the bathroom covered in water, grabbed his pajamas and put them on, opened the door and pulled the person in.

"Can't you wait ten more minutes?" At least until she finishes taking a shower.

"Okay, then I'll go back and the wine is gone."

"It's all here." She pushed him onto the sofa and when she returned to the bathroom and closed the door, she emphasized: "Leave some for me."

Liang Tingzhu put the wine on the small cabinet by the door. Instead of sitting back, she stood in front of the open wardrobe and looked at her clothes one by one.

There were many skirts, and one of them had been glimpsed at the bedside before. He reached out and pushed aside the other clothes, revealing the whole suspender nightgown.

The pearl-white silk French nightgown was sparkling and seemed to be a complete set with the coat she wore just now when she entered the bathroom. However, the skirt was much shorter. If she wore it, the length would probably only reach her thighs.

The undulations of concavities and convexities must be wonderful curves that make it difficult for people to control themselves.

……

"Does it look good?" Shan Xunxing leaned against the door with his arms folded. When he saw him turning his head to look at him, he closed the door to block out the heat in the bathroom.

"It's very beautiful." Liang Tingzhu replied without changing his expression.

She was indeed wearing a pearl white nightgown, with the light folding smoothly on the silk fabric and abruptly breaking off at some high ground.

Shan Xunxing didn't pay attention to this. He had kissed her before, so she took a second look to see what she could find. She took the bottle of wine and was a little surprised: "You haven't opened it yet?"

"Isn't this all left to you."

"Don't give me a reason not to bring a glass." She opened the wine bottle, which smelled of fruit, but it wasn't fruit wine. It was quite strange. I had never tasted it before.

There was no cup, so Shan Xunxing tasted it directly at the mouth of the bottle, took a sip, and said with surprise: "It's very good, you have a try."

With the warm chest pressed against her back, she leaned her upper body back and let Liang Tingzhu's shoulders support her neck.

Then he pushed the bottle back and said, "Try it."

Liang Tingzhu took the bottle: "I'm not here to drink, don't you understand very well?" Otherwise, what would she be doing if she was lingering downstairs?

He refused to drink, so Shan Xunxing took a few more sips by himself: "He is really a big capitalist with no conscience. How can he be so anxious to get a return after investing."

"You're not investing, you must at least be a family heirloom. Besides, it's the end of the world. What should I invest in? It's more like surrendering to you."

Shan Xunxing really made him laugh: "Why are you so good at talking?"

"Just have a brain and a heart." Liang Tingzhu turned her around, raised his hand and picked her up face to face.

"Now there are no people outside the door who don't want to do it."

He took two steps forward to the door, supported her with one hand, and adjusted the privacy mode of the bedroom with the other hand.

Shan Xunxing took a sip of wine and put the bottle on the cabinet. Thinking of his restrained breathing a few nights ago, he turned to his face and kissed him.

The unswallowed drink trickled down from the corner of his lips and dripped straight onto his pearly white nightgown. Alcohol with less than 8 degrees of alcohol can paralyze a person's limbs.

The loose collar slid down the shoulders and stuck to the arms, and the hems of the clothes kept stacking up, and finally squeezed to the waist.

"...Don't you like my waist? Why do you always have to block it?"

"like."

But he didn't have the words to explain why he liked him. If he could explain, he was afraid that Shan Xunxing wouldn't be able to accept his secret hobby, so he had to block it first.

Liang Tingzhu turned off the light, took a few steps back and led her to lie on the bed.

The cold wind scraping against the glass obscured some of the sounds. In the middle of the night, Shan Xunxing finally understood what he meant by blocking the sound.

Liang Tingzhu seemed to particularly like these slender and fragile-looking places. The belt that slipped from his waist was now tied to her ankles, and her waist had never been out of his hands.

The look of lust on his brows was such a contrast. Shan Xunxing liked to see him collapse in his rationality. This was a kind of inner satisfaction that could bring her to an indescribable state earlier than physical contact.

She raised her neck, held Liang Tingzhu's hand and stuck it on her neck.

This is the most delicate and fragile part, and it can be easily broken with just force.

Amidst his deep breathing, she whispered seductively: "Don't you want this here?"