reprieve

Sui Ran took a long shower, put on her nightgown and sat down on the rattan chair outside the bathroom. She couldn't tell whether the fast heartbeat was caused by lack of oxygen, or nervousness.

The cold purified water relieved the thirst and the heartbeat gradually returned to normal.Before entering the bathroom, she still remembered to bring a bottle of water just in case.

She calculated the time and deliberately delayed.

After all, to temporarily take people away from such an important meeting place, you need to leave time and space for them to deal with the aftermath.

She was inexplicably melancholy for a moment for her "considerateness".

So realistic.

It is said that President Huai does more than talks, and she herself is not much better.Neither of them are romantic tonality. Most of the time, getting along with work is inseparable. It seems that working together is more comfortable than simply chatting about life, ideals, and hobbies.Having said that, at this stage of life, besides family life, the focus is only on work and career.

Of course, there is no universal scoring rule for romance. There is no need to be full of flowers and flowers, and it is not necessary to go to the movies or date with a strong sense of ritual to complete the process.

As long as the time when two people are together is not too dark and too unhappy, it is quite memorable.

It's more realistic than rational.

However, during the interval of replenishing water, Sui Ran did hear a faint voice outside the door.After tidying up the hair and wound, he opened the door, Huaian just put the phone on the table.Her own mobile phone was on the closet by the bathroom door, vibrating persistently, there were advertisement pushes, and general questions from Mr. Hai.

Huai An also changed into a nightgown, and her loose long hair looked a little dewy, but overall, the speed was much faster than her.

The moment the two looked at each other, Huai An stretched out his hand to her, palm facing up, the meaning of invitation was self-evident.

Haicheng's continuous message has a tendency to call the police if he doesn't reply, Sui Ran hesitated, and while heading towards Huai'an, he typed with one hand: "Let's go, have fun [cheers]"

When he came to the front, Huai'an's eyes paused briefly on the corner of her forehead where the invisible band-aid was stuck, raised his hand to smooth out the corner that was not pasted, picked up the phone again, typed a few words carefully under Sui Ran's gaze, and clicked send .

—— "Also, don't disturb for a short time."

Opposite is Rui Lan.

Like Haicheng, Rui Lan also sent many messages asking where Huai'an had gone and when she could return.

"Don't worry about other things." Huai'an said, pulling down the shortcut bar and lighting up the little moon.That action clearly reminded her.

"it is good."

Sui Ran smiled, and turned on the Do Not Disturb mode in a polite manner.

"Come."

Huai An hugged her waist loosely, hooked one side of the collar with his fingers, pinched the edge of the collar with his thumb and index finger, and slowly moved down.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

……

How to get to know a person deeply, how to approach—how to deal with a person's approach?

Observe and communicate, hoping to find out the other party's intentions through words and deeds. If you want to see clearly what's underneath the surface, you may inevitably have some factors that care about gains and losses, but not necessarily.

You circle around in fear and fear, always thinking that only when you see clearly can you have the courage to take that step, and only when you are fully prepared can you face it calmly when your attempt lands.

But the truth is, all the trials and trade-offs, all the effort that you think you can't do without, is nothing compared to a close hug after the clothes fall on the floor.

Just as the bioelectricity works, when you touch, the moment when the skin touches each other, channels invisible to the naked eye overlap and the distance between the soul quickly narrows, bringing a continuous mysterious experience, as if you have entered another world.

Suddenly, you find that the problems that have troubled you for a long time - various objective factors such as social background, past experience, and even the future - no longer exist, and even, you can't help but suspect that perhaps from the beginning, their existence is redundant .

You realize something, even though it can't be described in words, even though it's just a mysterious... feeling.It is novel and unfamiliar enough to make you abandon the past and focus on the present.

Light causes shadows to overlap, but not completely cover.

You use your fingertips, palms and a large piece of bare skin to feel the temperature of the other party, and the movement is projected on the wall by the light. You can see that with the sliding of the projection of the arm, the lines belonging to the other party cater to the ups and downs.

That is the other party's response to you.

Even in a state of close entanglement, you still long to be closer.

You sink into the changing light and shadow, pampering yourself as the captive of the senses, and giving control to instinct.

Any action based on instinct is conveyed by touch, reflected in vision, and enters the brain center through smell and taste.You don't need medical knowledge, you can also be clearly aware that they cause some changes in the body.

This change makes time dilute its existence and neutralize the physical and physiological barriers of independent individuals.

You are closer to each other, shrouded in the atmosphere you jointly created, and all the trivialities of the outside world are far away.

In addition to the other party's breathing.

The senses absorb all the movements in the room, but they don't have time to pay attention to each one.

A dropped pillow or quilt, or a scorching wall lamp, are nothing compared to breathing close to the ear.

How do you judge what kind of signal is conveyed by light or heavy breathing or rapid or slow breathing?

No way to judge.

You don't have time to judge.

Surrounded by those voices that seem to be calling you, you never thought about asking for it endlessly, you just followed your instinct and let them turn into a well-timed rhythm, a melody that you don't want to end once it starts.

You are immersed in it and don't want to break away.

It can't be said who is in the dominant position. When the corner of the eye suddenly turns from the wall where the projection is peeped to the ceiling, the complex, smooth and extremely beautiful lines above are simultaneously traced on your skin by the other party.

Not too fast, not a single line wasted, not a single kiss was lost.

Cotton fabrics, silk fabrics, soft down fillings catalyze the illusion that you are wrapped and floating in the clouds, and you feel that you will never be able to return to the ground pulled by gravity, but you feel that it is also good, you don't want to go back .

Some people regard sex as a periodic physiological need, while others regard it as a scourge, acting furtively and talking about it.

Sex|things are the outward expression of emotion.

So some people regard it as a solemn vision, a natural result.So wait patiently, lay the groundwork step by step, and finally let you willingly surrender all your body and mind in this way.

You give yourself completely to the other person, and you can easily get rid of external distractions.

You give it all.

Waiting for a long time does not mean rushing when you get it.Don't think that passion is only a storm. Passion is not necessarily intense, and it doesn't need to be so intense.

But it must be full and even overflowing.

You feel the tenderness from the other party, and in the whispered calls and blended kisses that are close to your ears again and again, you feel the tenderness of being loved and loved that you can feel without words.

Because you are loved, you are not afraid to reveal your deepest secrets, you open yourself up, and...

In the deep and boundless night, I encountered the most wonderful universe.

……

At the end, Sui Ran did not move for a long time, full of body and mind, people tend to be lazy.The people beside the pillow didn't move much, as if they were waiting for each other to calm down.

After a while, she raised her elbows to get up.

As soon as he moved, the little finger was hooked - Huai'an seemed to like this kind of small gesture of hooking and hooking. It was not a strong and resolute expression, because it was easy to slip off, and it was a little free and easy.

"Drink water?" Sui Ran asked.

Her answer was only a vague nasal voice, but the strength of the hook in her hand was a little tighter.

Sui Ran followed Huai'an's movement of pulling her back, half covered her body, and kissed her slightly sweaty ears and the side of her neck.

Huai An tilted his head as if he was afraid of the tickle, and then he came back, drawing circles on her waist with the other hand.It is not a signal if there is a click or no click.

Sui Ran lowered her head and buried it deeply in her neck: "I've been waiting for a long time."

She finally understood why Huai'an asked her to read the application several times.

Pure sensibility is uncontrollable, but what is controllable is the inner doubts, the uneasiness of being a mouse-throwing weapon-the fear that the desire will be satisfied will lose the foundation.

When you want something too much, you are often unconsciously afraid of getting it.

So there is no such thing as perfect timing, and you don’t need to be fully prepared—you can never be fully prepared, it just depends on whether you want to or not.

It's very simple, the simpler it is, the more people will be blinded by clouds and disturbed.

"It hasn't been long." As if remembering something, Huai'an looked a little dazed, she raised her hand to block the light, and when she turned her head, a faint smile appeared on her lips, "That day, the day I see you again at the airport."

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