GL Jingnian

The first time we tried to touch each other's bodies, we were all nervous.

We made an appointment, if you feel uncomfortable, don’t do it, because sex should make both of you happy, that’s an extra reward that love gives to the body, if it’s painful, then don’t.

My sister asked me how it feels to touch a woman's body.

I say because it's soft and non-aggressive, so let me love it.

Just because of that.No other, not so illusory passion, in fact, all I want is hugs and touches.

She touched me meticulously, as if feeling every grain of my body, her slender hands turned my body into hers.

We went from cautious to bold.

She drives me wilder than I thought, and I love every inch of her, so much I want to have it all.

She is like a virgin, even though she has given birth to a child, she is still shy.

Sweat, entangled bodies, and gasps that echoed in our ears, we were all soaked by the rain of desire.

Afterwards, I kissed her shoulder and hugged her from behind.

Her body hadn't recovered from the passion, and her lips let out a fine gasp.

"Is it comfortable?" She turned around and stretched out her hands, and I naturally let her hug her.

Our bodies have an incomparable tacit understanding.

"Comfortable as hell," I said.

"Like a dream." She sighed.

It was indeed like a dream. Until I woke up from the dream, I still couldn't believe that she was sleeping peacefully beside me.

My sister and I cuddled together, our bodies under the sheets the same as when we were born.

Her long hair was messy, and I brushed the messy hair around her ears behind her head.

I don't want to get out of bed in the morning, snuggle up to her, and wait for the minutes to pass.

When she woke up and saw me, she couldn't believe it just like I did.

"I thought it was a dream, a sexual dream." She touched my face and said.

I kissed her until she believed it was real.

My sister got up and went to the kitchen to make breakfast for the two of us, and I followed behind her wrapped in a sheet like an asshole.

Lazy Bones followed her heels slowly.

I sat down on the sofa, and Lazy Bones also found a comfortable position to lie down on.

Now we live together and take over the lazybones.

My sister has never had a pet, but Lazy Bones is a dog that does not like to move. It is basically the same as a decoration at home, so she quickly got used to this lazy dog.

The house that belonged to me was rented out to make money, and now I live with my sister.

Her home was bought with a loan from her.

It's all on her own, and she doesn't ask for a penny from her family or others.

We saved money to live together and made plans for the rest of our lives.

My sister likes a stable life, and I like it too. I want the water to flow forever and never change. Even if others hate the monotonous day after day, I like the sense of stability of this sustenance.

She brings me meals and I wait to be fed by her.

"Sister, can I take you to see my sister?" I asked her opinion during the meal.

She tilted her head and said with a smile, "How many good sisters do you have?"

"No more, no less, one in love, one in family." I knew my sister was not angry.

I took my sister to see Wang Xifeng. At first I was afraid that she would not accept it. I told Sister Feng that I was afraid of scaring my sister. Sister Feng waved her hand and said that I tried to dress like a good woman.

It's not that I'm afraid of this, I'm afraid that my sister's personality will not get along with Sister Feng when she is with her.

Sister Feng saw my worry and said, "You are the one who gets along with her day and night. We are just acquaintances, so there are so many scruples."

Sister Feng has a bold personality. When they met that day, they chatted and laughed happily with her sister, and soon became friends with her.

After coming back, my sister told me that she likes Wang Xifeng, such a woman, such a character, it is true enough.

I suddenly became jealous of Sister Feng, she said: "Silly Xiaxia, I'm still jealous because you called her sister."

"Really?" I asked.

She just smiled and said nothing.

Looking up at the window of her own house downstairs, there was no light leaking from the window, but she looked down at her mobile phone. Saturday was the fucking day when Tianyi had a party with her family.

I knew there was no one at home, so I was too lazy to go home. When I opened the door, the room was empty, and there was only an echo when I called for someone, and I was even more unwilling to face it.

Hangzhou in winter is not at all as cold as the so-called Jiangnan, she still looks a little bit in spring.

Now this season is just one word, cold.

The blowing wind came head-on, cold, swirling in front of the face, getting into the neck, and the blowing made people goosebumps wildly.

The most interesting thing about this neighborhood is the street lamp, which is suitable as the background of the waiting picture.

The TV series I liked to watch when I was a child was Shanghai Bund. The handsome Fa Ge waited for someone under the street lamp, added a cigarette, and wore a black coat.

I leaned on the street lamp and waited for someone, waiting for my lover to come back.

My person is ten years older than me. I was only twenty when I met her, and she was already 32. At that time, she had a five-year-old daughter and a 30-year-old husband.

Now, she has a seven-year-old daughter, a 32-year-old husband, and a 22-year-old me.

I'm not good at remembering age, but I always have to remember these numbers repeatedly in front of her, reminding myself that being too young is not a good thing, at least it makes people feel insecure.

I also want to be older than her, but when I met her, I was only 20 years old.

A silver car stopped in front of me.

The light from the headlights shot at me like a sword, and I couldn't hide.

A person got out of the car, wearing a long white skirt and a comfortable sweater. I knew it was Ding Tianyi, and she was wearing this dress when she left in the morning.

Her posture of getting off the car was very elegant, and it would not make people feel that she was thrown out of the car. I watched her get off from a distance.She saw me too.

Then came her husband, a gentle man in a suit, who lifted their daughter down.

Today is their family visit day, Ding Tianyi has to take her husband and children back to their mother and father's house for a meal, and leave me alone at home.

I don't want to be angry with this seven-year-old girl, but in fact she has a better life than me. My parents divorced when I was seven years old. One flew to the UK and the other stayed in a coastal city to be his big boss. No one has done it for me. Thought of getting me a family visiting day.

So all I can say is that I'm jealous of the little one.

Her husband came down with the child in his arms, and the child was sleeping on his shoulders, sleeping so soundly that he didn't even notice that he was being lifted from the car.

"Then I'll ask you to take care of it." Xu Fei said, letting me hold the baby.

My sister was watching and beckoned me to hug her.

I carefully hugged this little girl named Xu Shishi, and her tiny body was transferred to my body, like hugging a doll.

Xu Fei handed over the bag containing Yes Yes's clothes and daily necessities to his sister, said goodbye and drove away.

"He seems to have a new relationship." My sister said to me when I went upstairs.

What I was carrying was that I didn’t realize that it wasn’t her father who was carrying her, and I was still asleep. I said to my sister, “Did he say it himself?”

"No, I saw that there were ornaments on his car, so I thought it must be a new relationship."

"Oh, will you get a divorce then?" I asked her.

"Probably not, it seems that the other party is a man." She said with a smile.

My jaw dropped.Surprised to the point of dementia.

It was at this time that I woke up, rubbing my eyes, and moving on my back.

I shrugged, carried her back into the bedroom in one breath, and put her down under my sister's hug.

"Seven-year-olds are already heavy," I sighed.

My sister has started to hug without psychological barriers, but she has also started to receive psychological treatment, but the effect is not so obvious.

She was silent, but she could still feel her emotions.

For example, she doesn't like me as an outsider, but she actually loves her mother very much.

I can feel it, maybe because I was pretty much the same way when I was a kid.

I'm not autistic, I was just an orphan with two parents at her age.

She is much happier than me.

At night, my sister and I were supposed to take a bath, and we could still get sticky in it, but my sister dragged me in to wash it together.

Our bathtub is about the same size, enough for my sister and me, but we have to shrink our bodies when we come in, and in the end, all three of us are squatting to wash.

While I was washing my hair, I hummed a song, and my sister washed my hair for me.

Yes, like a doll, she quietly let me dress her up.Although I think she is redundant, I don't hate her.

Maybe it's because she looks like Tianyi.

At night, she sleeps between us, and the light of the night light allows me to see the sleeping face of Yes Yes and the face of my sister who is unable to sleep and blinks on the opposite side.

"What are you laughing at?" She rubbed my lips with her thumb, making the smile on my mouth bigger and bigger.

I just wanted to laugh, but I couldn't tell why.

I looked down and saw that she was holding me to sleep with her fingers, and suddenly felt extremely happy.

My hands crawl across the covers, grabbing my fingers.

"I want to be loved by you forever." I said to my sister.

"Until death." She kissed my forehead, followed by yes.

Yes Yes and I are both her children, Yes Yes are her flesh and blood, and I am her lover.

We fell asleep next to her, and the first thing we saw when we woke up was her smile.

This is what I'm looking for, the years that are as quiet as still water.