Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

However, it was precisely because of this turn that Xu Damao was fortunate enough to witness the beautiful scenery from behind. Zhao Fangfang's slender waistline was as natural and smooth as flowing water, perfectly showing the feminine softness and elegance.

And below is a round, full, elastic buttocks, as tempting as a ripe peach. At this moment, a blue cotton coat suddenly appeared, just covering up this charming picture.

Zhao Fangfang quickly put on her cotton coat and buttoned it up. Her originally red face now looked like a ripe apple, shy and lovely. She slowly turned around, but found that Xu Damao was still looking at her with a playful smile, and she couldn't help but feel flustered.

She subconsciously turned her head away, not daring to look at Xu Damao. Her gaze could only be cast at the bare wall next to her. At the same time, she tightly grasped the corners of her clothes with both hands, showing her inner nervousness and anxiety.

"Well, this dress really suits you."

Xu Damao's voice was low and magnetic. His eyes swept down Zhao Fangfang's body from top to bottom, finally stopping on the shoes on her feet.

"Oh, Sister Fang, your shoes are soaked through, why don't you change them? Your feet will get frostbitten if you keep doing this!"

"Hurry, hurry, take off your shoes and put them by the stove to warm them up! Fortunately, I had the foresight to bring a pair of cotton shoes with me. Put them on quickly."

Xu Damao said this with a look of pity on his face, then he stood up and walked straight towards the bicycle, took a pair of cotton shoes from the back seat, then quickly turned back and walked towards Zhao Fangfang.

"Really, thank you for your concern, little brother. My feet aren't actually cold. I'm used to this temperature. And you just gave me a cotton coat. I'm really embarrassed to accept anything else from you."

Zhao Fangfang blushed with embarrassment and kept waving her hands, trying to politely reject Xu Damao's kindness.

However, at this moment Xu Damao was already burning with desire and could hardly control himself. He ignored Zhao Fangfang's refusal and walked straight up to her, grabbed her fair and delicate wrist, and dragged her to the bed.

After Zhao Fangfang sat obediently on the edge of the bed, Xu Damao squatted down and gently and carefully took off her thin cloth shoes that had long been soaked by ice and snow.

"Oh my, it's so cold and you're still wearing these cloth shoes. How can your feet not be frozen? Look, even your socks are soaked."

Xu Damao quickly pulled off Zhao Fangfang's two pairs of moisture-soaked socks and threw them carelessly towards the bedside table.

"Come, let me rub it for you."

Xu Damao stared at the pair of white, rosy, small and exquisite feet in front of him, muttering with salivation, and then he could not wait to stretch out his thick and fat hands, grabbed the pair of small feet and began to knead and play with them wantonly.

"Sister Fang, you're still saying you're not cold, but your feet are as cold as ice!"

Zhao Fangfang had never been treated like this before, and she felt uncomfortable all over. She tried to get her feet out of Xu Damao's hands, but he was as strong as an ox, and it was futile. So she simply gave up resisting, lay down on her side, covered her blushing cheeks with the quilt, and let Xu Damao fiddle with her feet.

Seeing Zhao Fangfang's shy and lovely look, Xu Damao became more unscrupulous. He rubbed her with his hands and then quietly climbed up along her ankles, gently stroking Zhao Fangfang's long and slender calves.

"Sister Fang, your legs are too thin. When the chicken soup is ready, you need to eat some more meat to nourish yourself."

While Xu Damao was enjoying the pleasure brought by the beauty in his hands, he did not forget to tease her all the time...

"Um……"

A low sound, like the sound of a mosquito or fly, came from under the slightly raised quilt, mixed with a little uncontrollable trembling.

There was no other reason. The guy in front of her was too handsome. With his sturdy figure, it was hard for a woman to resist him. Besides, she also longed for the feeling of being cared for...

In addition, Xu Damao beat up the scoundrel Li Ergou and solved the problem, so he can be considered a hero saving a beauty.

Although the saying of a hero saving a beautiful girl is cliché and melodramatic, it cannot be denied that it is indeed very practical...

The desire in Xu Damao's heart surged like the tide. He could no longer restrain himself. His hands moved upwards uncontrollably, trying to go further.

"Little...brother, don't...don't do this."

Zhao Fangfang's voice trembled more and more violently with fear, but strangely, although she verbally asked Xu Damao to stop this behavior, her body was stiff and did not move at all, showing no resistance at all.

Xu Damao noticed this keenly and knew that the time was ripe. He quickly turned over and climbed onto the bed, swiftly took off his shoes and coat, and crawled into the quilt like a cunning rabbit, hugging Sister Fang tightly beside him.

Fang Jie's delicate body was tightly embraced by Xu Damao, and she immediately felt a strong masculine scent coming towards her, which was also filled with waves of warmth. She struggled instinctively for a few times, but soon gave up the resistance.

Seeing this, Xu Damao became more and more complacent, and his originally well-behaved hands began to become restless. At the same time, his lips involuntarily moved closer to Sister Fang's cherry lips and kissed her directly.

"Woo...Woo..."

At first, Fang Jie showed obvious resistance, tightly closed her lips, and resolutely refused to let Xu Damao's tongue invade her. However, as an experienced person, Xu Damao naturally had a corresponding countermeasure for such a situation. He put one hand around Fang Jie's neck, and at the same time, he applied a little force to a certain part with the other hand...

Sister Fang couldn't stand this stimulation and opened her mouth involuntarily, and Xu Damao's tongue immediately went in. For more than a minute, Sister Fang hugged Xu Damao tightly with both hands and took the initiative to kiss him fiercely.

Time slipped away quietly along with Sister Fang's heavy and rapid breathing.

More than half an hour later, the house finally returned to calm.

"Wow, it smells so good! Sister Fang, you are really good at stewing chicken! But after such a long time, the chicken must be cooked through, right?"

Xu Damao hugged Sister Fang's graceful body tightly, sniffed the fragrance in the air, and then spoke.

"I'll go take a look."

Sister Fang was like a well-behaved kitten, lying in Xu Damao's broad and warm arms. She was about to twist her body to get up and check, but was held down by Xu Damao.

"Don't move. Just lie down and rest. I'll go to the kitchen to see if the chicken is cooked."