Weak clothing

Shen Wan didn't remember how long they had been doing this, but she only remembered that she was so tired that she could barely open her eyes, and was coaxed by Xia Zhen to put on a wet nightgown and take a shower.

"You wash for me."

She yawned sleepily, and reached out to Xia Zhen who was standing at the door of the bathroom.

Xia Zhen looked at the hickey marks all over her body, and the lust that had just subsided showed signs of resurgence, she said in embarrassment: "Wash yourself."

After finishing speaking, she closed her eyes and closed the door in one go.

Shen Wan stood lazily with her back against the tiles. The water flow meandered down from the ambiguous marks on her skin. She poked lightly with her fingers as if it was playful. It didn't hurt at all, but it felt very strange.

She touched her pinched red chest again. Like her, Xia Zhen also liked to bite people with her teeth, and then let go and licked her with the tip of her tongue. It was painful and itchy, and then left some bruise-like marks.

"Dong dong."

A knock on the door startled her.

"Put it in the clothes basket inside."

It was Xia Zhen. Shen Wan opened the door and saw that her underwear was handed in by her. The pure cotton fabric was crumpled, pulled from her legs to her knees, and finally hung on her ankles. As for how she took them off in the end, she wondered. She couldn't get up anymore, her attention was on Xia Zhen's trembling fingertips in her hand at the moment, Xia Zhen seemed to be lifting a heavy object instead of a piece of clothing.

Through a door, Shen Wan raised her voice: "Can you wash it for me?"

She knew that Xia Zhen did it.

Suddenly, her wrist tightened, and Xia Zhen said in a low voice, "Stop playing, go to bed after taking a shower."

Probably because she realized that her tone was too serious, she added: "You put it there, I will wash it."

In an instant, there was no one at the door.

Shen Wan washed her body in a daze, and when she went out, she found that there was only a small light on in the bedroom, and there was no Xia Zhen at all.She didn't dare to walk around, so she could only lie down hugging the new quilt that smelled like laundry detergent, and obediently waited for Xia Zhen to appear.

It was very late at night, and the cool wind came in from the window, and Shen Wan's heart was blown empty.She belatedly recalled Xia Zhen's indifference to her during the day, those avoiding eyes, and instinctive rejection.

She didn't want to think about it all the time, it would make her feel very uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that even breathing became painful.

But those details are like nails stuck into the wood. They are so conspicuous that they cannot be ignored. If you want to remove them completely, you will inevitably bring the surrounding sawdust flying together, leaving a deep and long hole.

There are several small holes in her heart now, leaking wind.

Suddenly, the bed next to her sank, and she turned around joyfully, only to find that Xia Zhen was adjusting the lamp on the bedside table, probably thinking she was asleep, and didn't bother her.

"Where have you been?"

Shen Wan hugged Xia Zhen who was lying down, and asked what was on her mind, "Are you angry?"

She couldn't understand why Xia Zhen was estranged from her, so she could only analyze it based on past experience, either disgust or anger.

Xia Zhen, don't be angry.

She was completely wrapped around Xia Zhen's body, and only through the intimacy between her bodies could she feel the changes in Xia Zhen's emotions more clearly.

"I didn't, go to sleep."

Xia Zhen didn't dare to look back at her, and pulled the quilt up to cover each other. This time there was only one quilt, and their legs touched each other.

"Xia Zhen."

Every time she called Xia Zhen, Shen Wan had the illusion that this person belonged to her for a moment.

In a daze, she remembered that after dinner, Shen Yixue said that she could call Xia Zhen "sister", and she called it out naturally.

"elder sister."

The word flowed out of his lips and teeth, and the mixed heat radiated into Xia Zhen's ears.

Xia Zhen swallowed, and suddenly realized how ambiguous this common name was.

Shen Wan asked again: "What do you like me to call you?"

Xia Zhen, who I met for the first time, is the sister who represents her identity, and her nickname is Zhen Zhen.

Xia Zhen suddenly turned around, covered her lips with her hands, and hugged her whole body, "You can call me whatever you want."

Anything with her?

Shen Wan's attention was no longer here, she heard Xia Zhen's heart beating so fast.

Xia Zhen lifted her clothes and stroked her back. She felt very comfortable and couldn't help kissing Xia Zhen's neck.

Her breathing was getting hotter and hotter, she panted, and murmured unconsciously: "Don't dislike me."

You have to like me.

Xia Zhen heard this whisper, she hated herself for being frivolous, and touched Shen Wan's cheek in a comforting manner.

"Wanwan."

It sounded like words from a dream.

Shen Wan's body froze, she put her arms around her waist and didn't dare to speak.

Xia Zhen's gentleness is like sunset glow, always fleeting, she can't be too greedy.

"Don't be afraid, I don't dislike you."

Xia Zhen searched for her breath in the dark, pressed her lips against her, and kissed her passionately.

The kiss was moist, long, and smelled of mint after brushing your teeth.

There is rarely such an innocent moment between them, just exchanging breaths without going any further.

After a long time, Xia Zhen pressed Shen Wan's forehead and wiped the corners of her lips with her fingertips.

"I like you."

I like it very much.