Eros, take you through sex

How to do?

Ye Chunhao wanted to know how to enter her mind and recall what happened in the past. Now there was only this way. The god of love seemed to have told him how to do it. Now he felt that there was a kind of power in him, which seemed to give him some abilities.

Red roses?

Could it be that the roses in the garden are alive?

The resurrection of the rose can give him more power, which can allow him to do some things in these tasks, and some things can give him autonomy, so that he does not need to look at the god of love all the time. Now for him, maybe he is just a messenger of the god of love, but he can still exercise some rights. He thought to himself, so he tried to do this with his mind, that is, to enter her mind, to recall the past, and see what happened.

Not long after, a breeze seemed to bring the scent of flowers. He stood by the window and saw a boy holding a rose and proposing downstairs in the hospital. There were many people below, many people watching, and it was very lively. The red rose seemed to represent something.

In an instant, he turned into a wisp of smoke and floated into Qiuya's memory.

Qiuya, who had fairly good grades, was a senior in a local high school. She did this because of love.

In the summer of her senior year, it was very hot. The classroom was air-conditioned, but it was still very hot. The stuffy feeling seemed to irritate her nerves. She was under a lot of pressure and wanted to get into a better university. Seeing other students taking the classified admissions, she was a little hesitant. Her score was not high to begin with, and she only got more than 500 points after studying so hard.

I couldn't confide my stress to anyone, so on the weekend, I saw a classmate I liked in junior high school on Kuaishou. He sent her a message and they added each other on WeChat.

They didn't have much contact, but at that moment, she felt a little moved, after all, she had liked this boy before.

His name is Li Zanan. How did his parents give him this name? When I saw it, I laughed all day. How should I put it? I still like him very much. He is thin and has been admitted to university. I heard that he is a freshman. He would talk to her about college life and ask her about her well-being. He gave her motivation during these boring weekends.

She felt that he had broken into her world, and her world stopped because of a boy.

Qiu Ya naturally liked this feeling. As long as she was quiet, her mind would be filled with his appearance and words. She was sure that she was in love. Although they had not confessed their love, she knew that the time for confession was not far away. The sun shone in, and she felt very beautiful. She felt very comfortable even when she was lazy.

It turns out this is what it feels like to like someone, warm and full of longing.

My parents didn't push me. I wanted to go for the categorization, but it was not possible. My teacher thought my grades were good enough to get into a second-tier university, and she also planned to do so. Every day after that, I was immersed in various reviews and exams. In this seemingly gray time, he became her only light.

He would send her gifts, and even if the gifts were not very good, they would still move her deeply. Once she went home on weekends, she would chat with him endlessly, as if they had known each other for a long time. As time went by, the two of them naturally decided to become lovers. They followed each other on Kuaishou, Douyin, WeChat, QQ, and everything else that other lovers would do.

He is very good at it, and she thinks he is a warm boy who can do everything.

She gradually fell into this kind of feeling, she even looked forward to their life together in college, after graduation they would get married, have children, and live their lives together. She was happy when she thought of these, her heart felt like she had eaten a lot of candy, she liked him, he loved her. Maybe because of her age, she already understood a lot of things, he brought her happiness and joy.

He would share his life details with her, reporting on time, which made her very happy. Perhaps because of this overly passionate love, she gradually disliked reading, didn't want to review, and stopped thinking about the direction or goal of the college entrance examination. Her mind was now full of him, as long as he was there, it was enough. Everything else seemed unimportant, so she didn't pursue grades or care about exams.

Weekends became her happiest days, because she could video chat with him, call him, and tell him many things. Even if she didn't say anything, she felt happy and wonderful. After not seeing him for a day, she missed him so much that she knew she had fallen in love and felt that love was extremely beautiful.

If love lasts forever, why should we be together day and night? Now it seems that this is not the case. She can't wait to see him, hug him, and kiss him, and he wants the same thing. His concern and greetings are like torches, burning her heart, making her satisfied and happy.

So this is love, the beauty of first love?

On the so-called festival, he even ordered takeout and sent her a bunch of roses. Her vanity or sense of ritual was greatly satisfied. She felt that having the love of this boy was the happiest thing. Her parents seemed to have noticed something, but they didn't say anything. They just asked her to study hard and date in college.

She nodded in agreement, but her heart was full of thoughts about Zha Nan, the boy who loved her.

Folding lucky stars, paper cranes, and writing a lot of small notes, he changed the WeChat note to "pig pig", a nickname that means their relationship is getting better and better. Sometimes on weekends, they chat until late at night, and they can't bear to turn it off, so they keep the video on. She keeps looking at him, and she thinks he's so cute. Over time, their relationship becomes more and more harmonious, and they want to see each other more and more.

Tension, anticipation, happiness, and sweetness fill every day.

She missed him, missed him wholeheartedly.

He also missed her, full of longing. But his feelings seemed different. He wanted to see her, hug her, kiss her, and get her. When he joked with other boys, he said that he had never played with a virgin before, and he wanted to try.

He, Li Zanan, 19 years old, a freshman, average looking, thin, not very tall, average height for a southern boy, a bit of a playboy, seems to be full of sweet talk. Average grades, just an ordinary second-tier university. Of course he longs for love. For Chinese people, after finishing high school and going through the cruel and depressing college entrance examination, they naturally want to relax, want to fall in love, and want freedom.

She was thinking of beautiful love.

What he wanted was to further complete his virginity on the basis of beautiful love. This was very clear and straightforward to him, but he just kept it in his heart and didn't say it out loud. Occasionally, he would joke about how he had dated several girlfriends, but in fact, he was still a virgin, so naturally he wanted to end it all with her.

And this fish, which requires little effort, has already been hooked.