tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

Then they sat on the sofa and watched some boring TV programs to pass the time.A video of a cat and a dog competing for milk was being broadcast on TV. The dog was quickly defeated by the cat's paws, and could only lie on the sidelines and stare at the cat drinking milk aggrievedly.

"You know a lot of people think that cats are actually much smarter than dogs?" Reid said suddenly.

"why?"

"Because cats have 3 million neurons in the cerebral cortex, while dogs only have about 1.6 million." Reid replied, "But there are also people who hold objections. Researchers at Niusawa University say that dogs are more social than cats, and dogs are more social than cats. Social mammals generally have larger brains, dolphins and humans are good examples. In short, dogs have larger brains than cats, but have fewer neurons than cats, and they cannot be judged by behavior alone Who is smarter."

"I used to have a husky," laughs Fiona, "and he was always biting my slippers like crazy, looking silly."

"Really?" Reid asked with interest, "Then what happened to it?"

--later?Later the dog's owner, emilytsui, died.Of course she didn't know what became of the dog.

"I don't know," Fiona murmured.

At this time, a clip of a parrot learning to talk on TV attracted their attention.They were amused at the same time, and the atmosphere suddenly became cheerful and relaxed.

"Is your wound almost healed?" Reid asked suddenly.

"Of course." Fiona said, "It's just an ugly scar." As she spoke, she began to unbutton her shirt, tearing off the clothes to reveal her smooth shoulders and that somewhat scary scar.

Reid has been averting his eyes since she unbuttoned her clothes.But soon he was attracted by Fiona's scar.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked softly.

"No." Fiona said with a smile, "If you don't believe me, touch it and have a look."

She held Reid's hand just below her shoulder.

Reid immediately held his breath.His fingers were stiff, and he didn't seem to dare to move them.His fingers were pressing against the skin above her breasts.

Fiona grabbed his wrist, silently looking into Reid's eyes.The atmosphere between the two suddenly became extraordinary, and the temperature of the air seemed to suddenly rise a lot.

"Touch it," she said. "The surface of this scar is very interesting. I often stroke it out of habit."

"I..." Reid suddenly withdrew his hand, his cheeks flushed a little, "Sorry, I shouldn't—"

"Shouldn't what?" Fiona asked hoarsely.

Reid suddenly stopped talking.He stared at Fiona intently, his lips moved slightly.

Fiona raised her hand and pressed the back of her hand to his cheek.He had just grown a little stubble and rubbed against the back of her hand gently, and his breath, which had begun to become rapid, sprayed on her arm.

Then Fiona leaned over.

Reid was waiting for her kiss.He half opened his mouth and rubbed her lips panting.Then he wrapped his arms around Fiona's waist and pulled her hard towards him.

This time was nothing like the brief kiss by the pool. Reid was more aggressive than back then and Fiona knew he felt as much as she did.

Fiona nibbled at his lips, licking provocatively with the tip of her tongue. Reid let out an indistinct "um" from deep in her throat, and the sound almost made Fiona completely uncontrollable... She raised her hand and pressed Reid's head to herself, making their contact closer.Then she opened her mouth slightly, wrapped his soft lips in it, and sucked gently like tasting delicious food.

Then she reached down with her hand, which was almost an instinctive reaction.She gently stroked Reid through the cloth, which made Reid's breathing stop for a moment.

He panted slightly away from her lips, "I..."

Fiona didn't give him a chance to speak.She blocked his lips again, then rolled over and straddled his strong thighs.

When helping him to unzip his pants, the muscles on Reid's face tensed, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he looked extremely nervous. Fiona wanted to laugh a little, and always felt that the current situation looked a bit like she was going to force him.

"Relax." She comforted hoarsely, "...it won't hurt."

Reid was stunned for a moment.

"No, I'm not..." He smiled helplessly, and quickly licked his lips, "I'm just a little... nervous."

"Don't be nervous." Fiona murmured with her head lowered against his lips, "You'll like it."

She took off her top and let Reid's hand caress her chest.Then she unbuttoned him and lowered her head to kiss his chest delicately.Although he looked thin, his muscles were very strong, and the scorching hot man's breath emanating from his skin instantly devoured all her senses.

Reid's chest heaved violently.His hand inserted into her hair, as if to stop her movement, but he didn't really push her away.She knew he actually liked it very much.

Then Fiona straightened up, maintaining the posture of kneeling on the sofa.She lowered her head and kissed his lips, and at the same time took the opportunity to remove the last layer of lace decoration on her lower body.

The muscles on Reid's face twitched as she raised her chin slightly, engulfing him completely.He gritted his teeth and let out a long sigh from his nasal cavity.

Fiona felt like she was about to explode with satisfaction.Just the moment of entry made her toes curl up in excitement as she realized exactly who was entering her body - it was Spencerreid.

Fiona's movements were extremely slow.She likes the feeling of taking it slow.

Reid will soon no longer be satisfied with just such a frequency.He hugged Fiona's waist tightly, his face flushed obviously.He started to move forward actively, which made Fiona couldn't help but squeezed his shoulder tightly and called his name hoarsely.

After it was over, Fiona lay beside him panting, leaning on his shoulder intimately, and staring at the TV that was broadcasting the advertisement.

"It was really good just now." Fiona murmured.

"Really?" Reid asked hoarsely.

"Of course." Fiona said, looking up and kissing him quickly on the cheek.

The blush on Reid's face still hasn't gone away.He suddenly lowered his head, kissed her lips tenderly, and stroked her cheek with his fingers.

Fiona accepted his touch contentedly, and then snuggled up to his neck to inhale his scent greedily.

They lazily nestled on the sofa watching TV commercials, and it took them a while to stand up.

Fiona had to reach for her white lace panties from under the couch and throw them on the couch.Then she went to take a quick shower.When she came out, Reid was already standing neatly in the kitchen, stuffing the plate with macarons into the oven.

"Six minutes at 180 degrees," he mumbled as she moved closer to him, "...maybe seven minutes."

Fiona wrapped her arms around his waist intimately from behind, and pressed herself against his back contentedly.

"How long does it take?" she asked.

"Half an hour." Reid replied immediately.

He turned his head to look at Fiona, whose hair was wet and wrapped in a bath towel, and immediately froze for a moment.

Fiona put her arms around his neck.

Reid hugged her waist, and they kissed each other on the lips again. Reid's hand gently caressed her body through the towel.Probably due to previous experience, Reid is not as rigid as last time, but explores her body more boldly.

"Again?" Fiona pressed his lips hoarsely.

Reid didn't answer, but continued to nibble on his lips lightly.He hugged her tighter, bringing her body closer to his own. Fiona felt his body change again.

Suddenly, there was a ding from the oven.

Reid snapped back to his senses.He let go of his arms and swallowed. "Sorry, I have to go first—" he said, turned and lowered the temperature to 140 degrees, and then let the oven continue to operate.

When he finished these and turned around again, Fiona stood on her tiptoes and kissed him again.

Then he put his arms around Fiona's waist, and the two moved to the pool. Fiona took advantage of the opportunity and sat on the pool.Panting, she couldn't wait to untie the towel.

Reid was less restrained in the second pass, but he was still not proficient, and he almost didn't even find the right position.He braced himself against the edge of the pool, panting for an angle of entry.After a while, the two were intimately connected again.The most instinctive desire of human beings makes them ask for the temperature of each other's bodies again.

Fiona stared intently at his face, not wanting to miss any moment of expression on his face.

In the process, Fiona's hand accidentally touched the faucet switch behind her.A stream of water gushed out and splashed on them, but Fiona didn't care about it at all.She panted, called Reid's name, and reached the top.

After the end, Fiona found a loose white v-neck T-shirt for Reid, because she accidentally wet Reid's clothes just now.

But reid fit her t-shirt nicely and looked stylish.This is thanks to his relatively narrow shoulders and no-flap upper body.

"How do I look?" Reid asked, giving an awkward smile. "I've never worn girls' clothes."

"It's very handsome." Fiona praised, and she suddenly laughed, "Especially this pink peach heart print, um - it's very suitable for you."

Of course Reid understood that Fiona was teasing him.He shrugged and smiled: "Well, it seems that you helped me discover a new style of dressing."

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