Fascinated by another world

In the dark night, Ling Yunran couldn't see Mu Yan's expression clearly, but could only see the blurred red shadows in her long eyes, erratic and erratic, brewing with incomprehensible emotions. Under the cover of the quilt, the two of them Between her body, from the neckline of her nightgown, she can vaguely see a large area of ​​snow-white skin, with gullies looming, "Why are you crawling on me?" Ling Yunran asked inexplicably, Mu Yan was a little strange tonight. Strange, can't tell where the problem is.

"I want to eat...Tangtang...", Mu Yan murmured, and lowered his head to kiss the corner of her lips, which seemed to be holding a coquettish flower bone.

Ling Yunran's whole body was stiff, and she didn't understand why she always loved to kiss. Her mother often kissed herself when she was young, but this kind of kiss seemed to be different from her mother's, with a strange possessive desire, which made people feel a little frightened and uneasy.

Unable to feel Ling Yunran's response, Mu Yan was not discouraged. He kissed her forehead, eyes, and bridge of nose, holding Ling Yunran's hand in both hands, and put it on her body. It's too late, the intimacy these days, every touch, every caress, ignited a fire in her body, and at this moment, a spark suddenly started a prairie fire, the long-standing longing for Tang Xin engulfed her. Her consciousness, longing for her touch, her temperature, thinking of her slender and knuckle fingers, entered her body, and her heart was boiling hot, like a flame burning away her reason, leaving only the scorched body. ash.

Ling Yunran looked at her fingers, and under her leadership, she climbed over the slender waist, over the towering mountains, past the thin shoulders, and the collarbone like butterfly wings. For some reason, her throat was dry and her heart was beating fast. The bright red clouds that dyed the long sky appeared on the face, it seemed that some kind of emotion made him feel wrong, this kind of strange emotion made Ling Yunran feel dangerous, as if he was about to lose himself, lose the self-control that he was proud of,

"What are you doing?" Ling Yunran said with a hoarse voice. In his puzzled and confused eyes, out of dangerous vigilance, he suddenly woke up. Mu Yan bit his lips, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were rippling. Xuanran lost all clarity, and looked down at Tang Xin. Those eyes were as firm as before, hiding confusion, absent-mindedness, and doubts, but there was no emotion at all.Even if you throw away your reserve and self-esteem, and offer yourself to yourself, wouldn't that work?

"Go to sleep..." Mu Yan turned over and lay on the side of the bed, staring straight at the ceiling, his mood plummeted like a cloud, accompanied by a sense of frustration rising from the bottom of his heart, could it be that his body really didn't attract her at all? force?

"Like a mother, if you touch you like this, won't you be afraid?" Ling Yunran saw her expression was not right, and thought that she was afraid of thunder, so he had to raise his hand to stroke her back, just like when he was young. The first time she was afraid to hide in her mother's arms, and her mother always comforted her like this.

The slightly rough palm could feel the thin calluses, gently stroking her smooth back, jerky and clumsy movements, but easily provoked Mu Yan's physical reaction, the skin was hot, and the pain came from the lower abdomen. The emptiness made the legs slightly wet, "Don't touch me...", Mu Yan snorted, turned around, pinched the quilt with his small hands, and forced himself to endure.

The two slept in the same bed, Tang Xin's fragrance from the quilt and pillow infiltrated her nostrils, Tang Xin's breath in the room wrapped her and penetrated into every inch of her skin, just thinking about her body, so close to each other, within reach And then, Mu Yan felt unbearably hot, and thin thin sweat oozes from his skin.

"Are you terrified? Why are you trembling?" Ling Yunran saw Mu Yan's body trembling slightly, her small hands pinching the quilt hard, her back bent like a bow, curled up.

Ling Yunran couldn't bear it, ignoring the boundary he had drawn, and moved a little closer, although not close to the skin, but surrounded her in front of her, with his palms around her body, patted her arm, and said softly, "Don't be afraid I'm here." Mu Yan felt her close body, her hot breath sprayed against her ears, and the strong white light through the curtains completely blocked her behind, leaving a shadow on Mu Yan. In the heart, the evil devil in her heart was growing wantonly. Mu Yan turned around and stretched his arms around her waist. He only felt that the lower abdomen was extremely hot, and he could only relieve it by rubbing it slightly.

Ling Yunran raised his hand, paused for a moment, finally embraced her, put his hand on her hair, stroked it gently, soft and silky touch, Mu Yan suddenly sat up, sat quietly on the edge of the bed, in the dark Zhong couldn't see his expression, and said, "I'm sweating, I'm going to take a shower...", got out of bed and went to the bathroom in the room.

Ling Yunran, who was sleepy at first, suddenly lost sleepiness after Mu Yan made such a fuss. She always felt that something was wrong tonight, something was wrong with Mu Yan, and something was wrong with herself.

The shower gradually subsided, and the scattered raindrops hit the window sill, making the sound of running water in the bathroom clearly heard in the ears. Ling Yunran lay quietly on the bed, listening to it, and felt a little strange.

The external kung fu practice is to strengthen the body. Ling Yunran's inner strength and mental method cultivated in the previous life, in this different body and the turbid air of another world, cannot form true energy, but the practice of inner strength has made her hear and see clearly, especially for many years. Cultivated by the experience of facing the enemy, feel the opponent's breath, or the breath is long, or the strength is tired, and it can prevent others from sneaking when facing the enemy.

Amid the sound of running water in the shower, Ling Yunran could faintly hear Mu Yan's breathing, which was different from the usual gentle and steady, and gradually became more rapid and heavy, accompanied by a certain rhythm, her breathing was light and sometimes heavy, sometimes urgent and sometimes Slowly, even with a bit of pain, Ling Yunran stood up and took two steps closer, wanting to check if Mu Yan was alright?

Standing not far from the door, the sound of breathing under the cover of running water became clearer. You could almost see Mu Yan biting his lips, panting and grunting in pain. Mu Yan's breathing became more and more urgent, as if To be out of breath, it seems that there is only exhaled air left, not inhaled air, Ling Yunran's heart shuddered, and was about to push the door in, at that moment, Mu Yan held his breath, and slowly let it out from the corner of his lips He let out a comfortable sigh, and his breathing gradually slowed down, leaving only the shallow sound of running water.

This sigh is long and tactful, the words between the lips and teeth are not so clear and vivid, but it is a melodious sound, which makes people think, trance, like a singing of a beautiful and boundless streamer, Ling Yunran froze in place, suddenly panicked, and lay down in a panic Before returning to the bed, it seemed that she had done something bad to spy on others, but just hearing her breathing made her flustered.

The sound of running water suddenly came, and Mu Yan sighed clearly, which was different from the sigh just now. This sigh was full of sadness, sadness, helplessness, and melancholy. Mu Yan stood in front of the door, and the frosted door vaguely revealed her pride In the shape of a person, with arms raised, she put on a nightdress with suspenders, and pulled it down her buttocks.

Ling Yunran thought that she was going to open the door and come out soon, but she stood quietly at the door for a few minutes, her undulating chest was calm, she opened the door, quickly turned off the light, and retracted into the quilt.

The air was soon filled with the fragrance of shower gel, which was clear and light. Ling Yunran keenly smelled another smell, the unfamiliar smell of musk. His fingertips touched Mu Yan's skin after bathing inadvertently. It was slightly cool skin, but it was scorching hot, "Are you not feeling well?" Ling Yunran thought of the breathing sound he heard just now, his heart was inexplicably hot, and his face was slightly red.

There was an unconcealable disappointment on Mu Yan's face. She turned sideways, with her small hands still around Ling Yunran's waist, curled up in her arms, raised her eyes, and blinked, hiding the blazing flames inside. Calmly, she said softly, "Just hold me... okay?" Ling Yunran found that it was becoming more and more difficult for her to refuse Mu Yan, and it was even more difficult for her to resist the intimate touch. She was addicted, addicted to In Mu Yan's gentleness, he couldn't extricate himself.

Mu Yan was a little tired, and fell asleep in a short while, her face was tired, and there was unresolved worry between her brows, but Ling Yunran was not sleepy, her ears were filled with the sound of Mu Yan's breathing, sometimes long, sometimes rapid, sometimes Rough, sometimes breathless, why is she like this?

It seemed to be biting his lips, panting desperately and painfully, and his lips were slightly parted, letting out a comfortable and relaxed sigh. Ling Yunran became more and more confused as he thought about it, as if there was an answer ready to come out, it was the bonfire of the marching night In front of him, the soldiers outside were frolicking, chatting loudly, speaking wanton dirty words, imitating the heavy breathing of the man and the panting and moaning of the woman in a vulgar way during intercourse. Such a rhythm, such a voice, Ling Yunran thought little His face was hot, he hurriedly shook his head, and waved away these absurd thoughts.

"Hmm...Tangtang..." Mu Yan murmured in his arms, Ling Yunran looked down at her, under the faint moonlight, she couldn't see clearly, as if she was not sleeping well, her little hands held tightly Lie on the quilt, her body is soft and hot, rubbing against herself seemingly.

"Bad...bad...", Mu Yan muttered twice, with a smile on his lips, his left leg squeezed between Ling Yunran's two legs, his sideways waist twisted on her left leg, unconsciously Mmm sound.

"It's hard to sleep like this...", Ling Yunran wanted to pull back his left leg, "Don't...don't..Tangtang..don't go...", Mu Yan reluctantly followed, his tone was sad and aggrieved, and the corners of his eyes flickered With tears in his eyes, Ling Yunran's eyes turned cold. He has always been a person who sleeps alone and is not used to having people around him, but why did he tacitly allow Mu Yan to sleep in the same bed tonight?Ling Yunran turned his head and looked at Mu Yan's sleeping face with complicated eyes.

When Mu Yan woke up, there was no one next to his pillow, and he couldn't hide his disappointment. Mu Yan opened the door and saw Ling Yunran standing in front of the window in a daze, watching the rain falling outside, sliding on the window. There are water marks, her back is straight, and her blue hair hangs down, as if she has fallen into the world of mortals for no reason, causing three thousand troubles. If cutting the blue hair can remove the troubles in her heart, Ling Yunran is willing to give it a try.

Maybe it was the continuous drizzle, which caused melancholy that hurt the spring and autumn, Ling Yunran withdrew his wandering gaze, smiled bitterly, when General Ling would be like a sour literati, feeling grateful for his fate.Ling Yunran closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were clear. He made a gesture and punched a set of Ling's parents fist. Sometimes his arms stretched out like a white crane spreading its wings, and sometimes his palms struck like a tiger descending a mountain. With the sound of breaking wind, light footwork, and a set of long fists, the mood is calm and calm, and Ling Yunran withdraws his fists in satisfaction.

"Why don't you sleep more?", Mu Yan's soft voice came from beside his ear, making Ling Yunran's body stiffen, and his state of mind, like still water, surged instantly, his small face flashed with annoyance, he squatted slightly, and started to fight again Long fist again.

The author has something to say: Meat?No!Meat slag?No!broth?No!Come, smell the meat....baahahaha~~~

As a queen, after being unable to defeat that, and then after that, I finally had a sexual dream, and I couldn't look directly at it...Because Mao has a tendency to develop into temptation...Show...Xiaoling The child is about to open up, really, the author pats the chest of the Laughing Buddha and promises..

Thanks to Phantom of the Wind Dancing and Bubbling Dive Party for mine...