When the first ray of sunshine in the morning broke through the sky, and the sleepless path looked at the rising sun outside the window, she felt confused again. In this most prosperous city in southern China, she found that she could not settle down here. Can women really only rely on their own bodies to exchange for relative stability?
At this time, the doorbell of Xiaolu's house rang, like a frightened cat. Xiaolu's entire body tightened and quietly walked behind the door. Looking out from the cat's eyes, it was Yang Diwei who stood outside the door.
Although she didn't spend much time with Yang Diwei, Xiaolu knew very well that this rich second generation who seemed to care about her was actually coveting her beauty. After hesitating, Xiaolu did not open the door of the house, but just walked back to the room silently and nested herself in bed?
It seems like this can find a sense of security
Yang Diwei waited outside the door for nearly half an hour, but still didn't hear anything behind the door, so he took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Xiaolu: Xiaolu, I don't know if you are safe, I just passed by and wanted to see you. If you want to be alone, I won't bother you anymore. I look forward to your call back
Repeatedly confirming that the text message is sincere enough, Yang Diwei pressed the send button and waited outside the door for ten minutes, but there was no movement, so he had to leave in disappointment
Xiaolu was also holding his cell phone at this time, but he was not looking at Yang Diwei's text message, but at Daming's phone number and seeing that he was out of the way.
When the sun shone into Daming's room, the hangover headache woke Daming up, but he felt the oppression on his body. When he was about to shout Xiaolu's name, he found that his delicate body was actually Feifei who he lived with every day
At this time, Feifei seemed to feel the awakening of the Ming Dynasty and slowly woke up. Her beautiful eyes faced with Daming's eyes, and an awkward feeling arose in the hearts of both of them at the same time.
Feifei climbed up from Daming in panic, picked up her clothes, and ran into the bathroom.
Daming sat up, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, thinking about what happened last night and how to break this embarrassing situation
Soon, Feifei had already put on her clothes and walked out. Daming was about to say something, but Feifei took the initiative to speak out: Daming, don't tell me you will be responsible for anything. Everyone is adults. I understand. Last night, thank you for leaving.
After saying that, Feifei turned around and walked towards the door. Daming was about to pull Feifei, but he heard Feifei's voice choked and said: Don't chase me, I can't help but want to stay. Let us be the same as before, you are your Mr. Zhang, and I am my secretary, okay?
Daming heard Feifei's voice, his raised hand was hanging in the air, but he didn't know what to say. It was not until Feifei closed the door of the room after she left the door, that Daming came to his senses, put down his hand, and sat next to the bed.
Daming said to himself: What did I do?
Feifei took the elevator downstairs with tears in her eyes and returned to the company's dormitory. A locked herself in the room. A didn't come out for a long time.
This ridiculous misunderstanding made Da Ming a little at a loss. After walking into the bathroom and turning on the cold water, Da Ming, who was a little awake, decided to find the path first. Judging from the place where he encountered the path last time, it was not far from his project, which means that the path should be living nearby, but this is the residential area of S City, a public ?
There are at least tens of thousands of people living in the Miao D. I can only go back to the project first and then consider where to start looking.
Daming went downstairs to get into the car and drove towards the project. At this time, the small road, not long after sleepless night, the phone rang. As soon as it was connected, it turned out that it was a 17th floor apartment rented online. A girl wanted to see the house. Xiaolu looked at the time. It was already past nine o'clock, and there was not much time before the appointment of ten o'clock.
Get up and rush to the body, put on a simple makeup, and then go down to the 17th floor
When the elevator opened, a girl with Japanese smoky makeup, wearing a black Japanese cake dress, a pair of black leather shoes, and a MIUMIU bag. A girl of similar age stood in front of the apartment door. Xiaolu quickly smiled and said: Hello, are you here to see the house? Have you been waiting for a long time? Sorry, I just had something to do, and it was a few minutes late.
The girl gave Xiaolu a sweet smile and said in a coquettish voice: It's okay, I've just arrived not long ago, are you the landlord? So young
Xiaolu smiled and said: We should be about the same age, just call me Xiaolu, let's go into the room first? Alkali squeezing a
The girl nodded and said: Hello Xiaolu, my name is Xiaojie. Are you just graduated from college?
The two of them walked into the room as they spoke?
Xiaojie was very satisfied with the room. From the conversation, I also knew that Xiaojie had just graduated from CS University and was Li Yan's senior sister. She found a job and found S City, so she came to Shenzhen from her hometown in City C alone.
When Xiaojie learned that Xiaolu was also learning design, she said: Xiaolu, you see, I also learned design. Our advertising company is also recruiting designers. You can consider trying it too. In this way, we can go to and from get off work together, and do you have a companion
Xiaolu thought about it and found that the two girls had much better contact with men than with men. He said: That's great. I'll send you my resume. Please help me see if it's OK.
Xiaojie smiled and said: No problem, please put it on me. Our supervisor is still optimistic about me. I will introduce it.
Xiaolu immediately thought, it wouldn't be a lustful boss again, Zhang Qiao's incident caused quite a big shadow on her. He hesitated for a moment and said: If it really doesn't work, then forget it, it doesn't matter.
Xiaojie seemed to have guessed Xiaolu's concerns, and almost patted her chest and said: Don't worry, our supervisor is the boss's wife, so there must be no problem.
When Xiaolu heard that it was her female boss, he felt relieved and smiled and said: Then I'll trouble you, I'll treat you to dinner, and I'll find some time to sign the contract tomorrow.
Xiao Jie nodded repeatedly when she heard this and said: OK OK OK, I'm a little hungry, too
Of course, Xiaolu will not go to Zhang Hui's store with Xiaojie again?
The two of them just ate a little bite in a fast food restaurant near the community. Just as they were about to leave, a figure sat at their table.
Xiao Lu raised his head and saw that it was Yang Diwei. He asked in surprise: How could it be you?
Yang Diwei showed a bright smile and said: Because I want to know if you have been better recently, you are hiding from me and will not reply to text messages.
When Xiaojie saw the tall and handsome Yang Diwei, she tapped her head with her hand, showed a sweet smile and said: Are you Yang Diwei, the prince of Group Z? Are you from Xiaolu...boyfriend?
Yang Diwei heard Xiaojie's voice, turned his head and saw her selling Cute, and replied with a smile: Do you know me? I think it's Xiaolu's boyfriend.
This was simply a naked confession. Xiaolu felt extremely embarrassed, so he patted Xiaojie and said angrily: What are you talking about? Xiaojie? He and I are just ordinary friends.
Xiaojie stuck out her tongue and smiled innocently: I thought it was the young couple who were playing with a flower gun. It turned out that I misunderstood. Mr. Yang is so famous. Of course I know. Hello, I am Xiaojie, a new homekeeper in Xiaolu.
After saying that, Xiaojie stretched out her tender white hand, Yang Diwei also shook her hand in cooperation, then turned to Xiaolu and said: Then where are you going in a while? I drove the car and took you there. It just so happened that I'm fine, Xiaolu, how is your job? Do you need my help?
Xiaolu knew that Yang Diwei wanted to pursue her, but after so much, she didn't dare to believe other men anymore. She still said coldly: No, I'm going to go home to rest, and you don't have to worry about work. I can handle Xiaojie myself, let's go back.
After saying that, Xiaolu stood up and walked out of the door. Xiaojie quickly stood up and followed Xiaolu and walked out. But before leaving, she smiled sweetly at Yang Diwei, took out her business card from her bag, handed it over, and said quickly: Contact me at any time
Yang Diwei looked at Xiaolu's back as he left, and his smile immediately closed, and he showed a vicious expression on his face. He said to himself: I haven't tried any girl I like that dares to tell me no, but that Xiaojie is a bit interesting
Xiaolu and Xiaojie also returned to Xiaojie's rental house on the 17th floor. Xiaolu sat on the sofa and said to Xiaojie in the toilet: Xiaojie, you should be careful with that Yang Diwei, he is not a good person either.
Xiao Jie walked out of the toilet with a smirk, suddenly stretched out her hands, rubbed her big breasts from behind Xiaolu, and said to Xiaolu's ears: I think, just Xiaolu, you have a figure and face, which man can be a good person in front of you? If you don't have any ideas, you will definitely be a hypocrite, let alone believe it.
Xiaolu was shocked by Xiaojie's sudden attack. He pushed Xiaojie's hand away in panic, his cheeks flushed, and said coquettishly: I'm going to die, I'm scared to death by you, you can't be lace, I'm so normal, I just think he is unreliable
The two of them laughed and played, and the girls always became familiar with each other so easily before. Xiao Jie smiled and said: OK OK, OK, I won’t play anymore. I’ll call the leader and arrange for you to go to the interview tomorrow. You can go back and prepare your resume or something.
Xiaolu nodded and said: Yes, then you can clean up first, I'll go back upstairs too
After saying that, Xiaolu closed the door and returned to the rental house on the 19th floor. His breasts, which had just been rubbed by Xiaojie, and his heart was itchy when he was exhaling in his ears.
Xiaolu took off his clothes, lay back on the big bed in the room, gently stroked his chest with his hands, and murmured to himself: Is Xiaojie really so exaggerated? But Daming seems to like rubbing my breasts very much
While talking about Xiaolu, he gently rubbed his big breasts, feeling the smooth touch of his breasts, and the slight hardness of his fingers stroking his nipples. The feeling of heat in his heart became more and more powerful, as if he was gradually swallowing his own rationality.
The heat and itchy feeling rising from the bottom of the lower abdomen made Xiaolu clamp his legs involuntarily and rub against each other gently. The wet marks appeared on the cotton underwear without realizing it. The love fluid slowly flowed out of the vagina was like watering Xiaolu's heart, flooding his reason bit by bit
Xiaolu stroked his body like a green jade finger, pressing accurately on the wet source. Although he was through his underwear, he still felt the overflow of love juice. He couldn't help but start caressing, pressing, and circles through his underwear. As each movement was performed, pleasure was transmitted back to his brain through the excited nerves. Xiaolu's eyes became blurred, as if he was recalling the unbearable intercourse in the past, as if he was recalling the sweetness with the Ming Dynasty, as if he was thinking about the night he met the Ming Dynasty again, did the Ming Dynasty do something with him?
Memories and pleasure invaded the brain in waves, and unconscious moans came from Xiaolu's slightly opened mouth: Um...um...ah...so hot...I'm so wet...so embarrassing...
The feeling of scratching the itch through the shoe made Xiaolu still unfulfilled. The information feedback from his brain made Xiaolu more eager for the pleasure of the waves. He took off his only remaining underwear and his legs were no longer closed. His spread thighs completely exposed the pussy to the air. The pleasure brought by the fingertips directly crossing the pussy made Xiaolu tremble all over, and the love juice gushed out like a gate was opened. Xiaolu also felt the pussy full of his palms.
Xiaolu's fingers kept waving back and forth at the mouth of her vagina, rubbing her already erect clitoris from time to time. She felt that the sheet under her butt had been wet with the unstoppable love juice. The pleasure continued to accumulate, but Xiaolu never penetrated her fingers into the wet hole of the love juice. At this moment, she hoped that there was a pussy that could fill the emptiness. How much she hoped in her heart that that person would be the Daming she had been thinking about day and night.
But the reality is cruel. In this metropolis where millions of people are looking for their dreams, how many girls are eager to have arms to rely on, but still have to be strong themselves. At this moment, will the people around Daming be the girl who talks and laughs with him?
The longing for Daming was uncontrollably passing through the pleasure brought by the body, Xiaolu couldn't help but moan: Ah... Daming... Where are you... I miss you... I want you... fuck me... Xiaolu's... body... or... yours...
At this time, the door of the room was suddenly opened, Xiaolu curled up like a frightened kitten, but in the next moment, the fear turned into a surprise, and the person entering outside the door turned out to be Daming!
Daming strode into the room and walked to the bed. His low voice rang in Xiaolu's ears: You little slut, why don't I say that? How long have I been looking for you? Do you know? Why do you escape when I find you? I want to punish you and use my big cock
As Daming said, he took off all his clothes in a few seconds and pressed Xiaolu under him. He was still the delicate muscles, the angular face, the hug, the breath that made Xiaolu intoxicated, and the thick cock
Embracing Daming vigorously, Xiaolu, with misty eyes, said in a crying voice: Is it really you Daming? Why did you appear here? How did you know I am here?
The gentle kiss fell on Xiaolu's cheeks, eyes, neck, earlobes, rubbing his erect big breasts with one hand, Daming said softly: Remember, if I want to look for you, I will definitely find you. No matter where you escape, you are my woman.
Xiaolu responded to Daming's passionate kiss, and the heat all over his body came more intense than when he was masturbating. The mature male aura stimulated Xiaolu's pleasure nerves. The stronger the pleasure, the stronger the emptiness in his body. Xiaolu whispered in Daming's ears in a daze: Come on, Daming, my man, my husband, come in, satisfy me.
In an instant, the sense of fulfillment occupied Xiaolu's whole body, and it seemed as if endless fairy music was playing in his head. Xiaolu could only moan selflessly: Ah... so comfortable... I have been too long... too long... not... I have never... felt... your possession... good husband... Daming... I love you... Come on... no matter how intense... it's okay... it doesn't matter... I want you... I want you... I want you...
Daming slowly thrust gently and every time he pushed deep into the deepest part of Taoyuan Cave, allowing Xiaolu to feel the tenderness and strength of her beloved man. She used all her strength to hug the man on her body, wanted to rub herself into a ball and integrate into his body.
Xiaolu closed his eyes and enjoyed the long-lost happiness for her. At this moment, she was liberated from her physical and mental feelings.
Gradually, the frequency of fulfillment became higher and higher, and Xiaolu's soul seemed to be pushed out of the sky by the impact. She was blurred with her eyes, hoping to see the man she loved in front of her and watch her watering her body full of love.
The moment she opened her eyes, her happy smile turned into a terrified and dull, and the person in front of her was Yang Diwei!
Xiaolu tried hard to push the man in front of her, but her body was so weak that she couldn't exert any strength. She pushed and screamed: How could it be you?! Where is my Daming? It's clear that it's Daming that I hugged it tightly!
Yang Diwei stared at the beauty with a creamy skin in front of him with a smirk, and said frivolously: What Ming Dynasty? Who are you thinking? You asked me to fuck you, have you forgotten? You masturbate in front of me, let me possess you, call me husband, call me lover, have you forgotten?
Xiaolu pushed Yang Diwei's chest hard, shook his head and said: Impossible! Impossible! You are lying! How could I ask you to do such a thing!
Yang Diwei did not answer Xiaolu's question. His young and strong body was constantly sprinting, thrusting, and hitting in Xiaolu's soul in Xiaolu's body.
Xiaolu was still resisting weakly, but the pleasure in her body gradually eroded her reason. The brief awakening brought by the horror just now was once again surrounded by the ubiquitous pleasure in the soul and gradually disappeared. Instead, he twisted his body unstoppable, looking forward to every entry that reached the deepest point.
The pleasure is growing bigger and bigger like a balloon, and is getting higher and higher. It is always on the verge of explosion. The pushing hands turn into hugs, the desire to escape becomes cater to cater, and the struggled shout becomes moan. All these changes are brought by Yang Diwei in front of Xiaolu at this moment.
With Yang Diwei's low roar, Xiaolu felt like he was being shocked, his waist was thrusting, and his whole body was trembling. At this moment, the balloon of pleasure in his body in his soul exploded, and every cell seemed to be freed. The love fluid like a broken dam in the Peach Blossom Land surged out, and all the uneasiness, emptiness, loneliness seemed to be exhausted.
However, after a brief peak pleasure, Xiaolu was like an angel falling from the clouds, and the endless sense of weakness spread from the depths of his soul to his whole body, and everything was over.
The path with his eyes closed tightly, lying weakly on the big bed, as if he refused to open his eyes. She was afraid that the man in front of her was not Daming, she was afraid that the man in front of her would leave her. What she expected was a refreshing hug and kiss after the unity of spiritual desires, but at this moment, it did not appear.
Xiaolu opened his eyes in panic. The room was still the same room, but there was no Daming, nor Yang Diwei. In the empty room, only the heavy breathing sounded, the sweaty self, and the wet bed sheet.
All this tells Xiaolu that at this moment, she is just a person. Whether it is the Ming Dynasty or Yang Diwei, this joy that surprised and terrified her was just a fantasy of her.
It was not the first time Xiaolu masturbated, but this sense of emptiness, which was like a tide, drowned her soul for the first time. After coming to S City, the feeling of helplessness was unprecedentedly strong.
Xiaolu remembered Daming, the man she loved deeply, her dependence, weakness and escape brought him deep hurt. She loved him, and she wanted to go to him desperately and tell him that she was by his side.
However, the appearance of Yang Diwei in the fantasy made her feel scared. Sex, this thing that made her enjoy and lost her lover made her afraid to move forward. She was afraid of bringing him another harm.
Xiaolu got out of bed silently, walked into the bathroom, turned on the lotus pod, curled up in the bathtub, letting the cold water wash himself, as if he wanted to wash away his irresistible sexuality from physiological to psychological
After a long time, Xiaolu stood up, quietly turned off the lotus pods, wrapped them in a bath towel, she told herself that for herself and for the Ming Dynasty, she had only independence, only to make herself stronger and face her weaknesses.
One thought of heaven, one thought of hell
If you succeed, you will be happy; if you fail, you will fall alone.
At this time, the doorbell of Xiaolu's house rang, like a frightened cat. Xiaolu's entire body tightened and quietly walked behind the door. Looking out from the cat's eyes, it was Yang Diwei who stood outside the door.
Although she didn't spend much time with Yang Diwei, Xiaolu knew very well that this rich second generation who seemed to care about her was actually coveting her beauty. After hesitating, Xiaolu did not open the door of the house, but just walked back to the room silently and nested herself in bed?
It seems like this can find a sense of security
Yang Diwei waited outside the door for nearly half an hour, but still didn't hear anything behind the door, so he took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Xiaolu: Xiaolu, I don't know if you are safe, I just passed by and wanted to see you. If you want to be alone, I won't bother you anymore. I look forward to your call back
Repeatedly confirming that the text message is sincere enough, Yang Diwei pressed the send button and waited outside the door for ten minutes, but there was no movement, so he had to leave in disappointment
Xiaolu was also holding his cell phone at this time, but he was not looking at Yang Diwei's text message, but at Daming's phone number and seeing that he was out of the way.
When the sun shone into Daming's room, the hangover headache woke Daming up, but he felt the oppression on his body. When he was about to shout Xiaolu's name, he found that his delicate body was actually Feifei who he lived with every day
At this time, Feifei seemed to feel the awakening of the Ming Dynasty and slowly woke up. Her beautiful eyes faced with Daming's eyes, and an awkward feeling arose in the hearts of both of them at the same time.
Feifei climbed up from Daming in panic, picked up her clothes, and ran into the bathroom.
Daming sat up, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, thinking about what happened last night and how to break this embarrassing situation
Soon, Feifei had already put on her clothes and walked out. Daming was about to say something, but Feifei took the initiative to speak out: Daming, don't tell me you will be responsible for anything. Everyone is adults. I understand. Last night, thank you for leaving.
After saying that, Feifei turned around and walked towards the door. Daming was about to pull Feifei, but he heard Feifei's voice choked and said: Don't chase me, I can't help but want to stay. Let us be the same as before, you are your Mr. Zhang, and I am my secretary, okay?
Daming heard Feifei's voice, his raised hand was hanging in the air, but he didn't know what to say. It was not until Feifei closed the door of the room after she left the door, that Daming came to his senses, put down his hand, and sat next to the bed.
Daming said to himself: What did I do?
Feifei took the elevator downstairs with tears in her eyes and returned to the company's dormitory. A locked herself in the room. A didn't come out for a long time.
This ridiculous misunderstanding made Da Ming a little at a loss. After walking into the bathroom and turning on the cold water, Da Ming, who was a little awake, decided to find the path first. Judging from the place where he encountered the path last time, it was not far from his project, which means that the path should be living nearby, but this is the residential area of S City, a public ?
There are at least tens of thousands of people living in the Miao D. I can only go back to the project first and then consider where to start looking.
Daming went downstairs to get into the car and drove towards the project. At this time, the small road, not long after sleepless night, the phone rang. As soon as it was connected, it turned out that it was a 17th floor apartment rented online. A girl wanted to see the house. Xiaolu looked at the time. It was already past nine o'clock, and there was not much time before the appointment of ten o'clock.
Get up and rush to the body, put on a simple makeup, and then go down to the 17th floor
When the elevator opened, a girl with Japanese smoky makeup, wearing a black Japanese cake dress, a pair of black leather shoes, and a MIUMIU bag. A girl of similar age stood in front of the apartment door. Xiaolu quickly smiled and said: Hello, are you here to see the house? Have you been waiting for a long time? Sorry, I just had something to do, and it was a few minutes late.
The girl gave Xiaolu a sweet smile and said in a coquettish voice: It's okay, I've just arrived not long ago, are you the landlord? So young
Xiaolu smiled and said: We should be about the same age, just call me Xiaolu, let's go into the room first? Alkali squeezing a
The girl nodded and said: Hello Xiaolu, my name is Xiaojie. Are you just graduated from college?
The two of them walked into the room as they spoke?
Xiaojie was very satisfied with the room. From the conversation, I also knew that Xiaojie had just graduated from CS University and was Li Yan's senior sister. She found a job and found S City, so she came to Shenzhen from her hometown in City C alone.
When Xiaojie learned that Xiaolu was also learning design, she said: Xiaolu, you see, I also learned design. Our advertising company is also recruiting designers. You can consider trying it too. In this way, we can go to and from get off work together, and do you have a companion
Xiaolu thought about it and found that the two girls had much better contact with men than with men. He said: That's great. I'll send you my resume. Please help me see if it's OK.
Xiaojie smiled and said: No problem, please put it on me. Our supervisor is still optimistic about me. I will introduce it.
Xiaolu immediately thought, it wouldn't be a lustful boss again, Zhang Qiao's incident caused quite a big shadow on her. He hesitated for a moment and said: If it really doesn't work, then forget it, it doesn't matter.
Xiaojie seemed to have guessed Xiaolu's concerns, and almost patted her chest and said: Don't worry, our supervisor is the boss's wife, so there must be no problem.
When Xiaolu heard that it was her female boss, he felt relieved and smiled and said: Then I'll trouble you, I'll treat you to dinner, and I'll find some time to sign the contract tomorrow.
Xiao Jie nodded repeatedly when she heard this and said: OK OK OK, I'm a little hungry, too
Of course, Xiaolu will not go to Zhang Hui's store with Xiaojie again?
The two of them just ate a little bite in a fast food restaurant near the community. Just as they were about to leave, a figure sat at their table.
Xiao Lu raised his head and saw that it was Yang Diwei. He asked in surprise: How could it be you?
Yang Diwei showed a bright smile and said: Because I want to know if you have been better recently, you are hiding from me and will not reply to text messages.
When Xiaojie saw the tall and handsome Yang Diwei, she tapped her head with her hand, showed a sweet smile and said: Are you Yang Diwei, the prince of Group Z? Are you from Xiaolu...boyfriend?
Yang Diwei heard Xiaojie's voice, turned his head and saw her selling Cute, and replied with a smile: Do you know me? I think it's Xiaolu's boyfriend.
This was simply a naked confession. Xiaolu felt extremely embarrassed, so he patted Xiaojie and said angrily: What are you talking about? Xiaojie? He and I are just ordinary friends.
Xiaojie stuck out her tongue and smiled innocently: I thought it was the young couple who were playing with a flower gun. It turned out that I misunderstood. Mr. Yang is so famous. Of course I know. Hello, I am Xiaojie, a new homekeeper in Xiaolu.
After saying that, Xiaojie stretched out her tender white hand, Yang Diwei also shook her hand in cooperation, then turned to Xiaolu and said: Then where are you going in a while? I drove the car and took you there. It just so happened that I'm fine, Xiaolu, how is your job? Do you need my help?
Xiaolu knew that Yang Diwei wanted to pursue her, but after so much, she didn't dare to believe other men anymore. She still said coldly: No, I'm going to go home to rest, and you don't have to worry about work. I can handle Xiaojie myself, let's go back.
After saying that, Xiaolu stood up and walked out of the door. Xiaojie quickly stood up and followed Xiaolu and walked out. But before leaving, she smiled sweetly at Yang Diwei, took out her business card from her bag, handed it over, and said quickly: Contact me at any time
Yang Diwei looked at Xiaolu's back as he left, and his smile immediately closed, and he showed a vicious expression on his face. He said to himself: I haven't tried any girl I like that dares to tell me no, but that Xiaojie is a bit interesting
Xiaolu and Xiaojie also returned to Xiaojie's rental house on the 17th floor. Xiaolu sat on the sofa and said to Xiaojie in the toilet: Xiaojie, you should be careful with that Yang Diwei, he is not a good person either.
Xiao Jie walked out of the toilet with a smirk, suddenly stretched out her hands, rubbed her big breasts from behind Xiaolu, and said to Xiaolu's ears: I think, just Xiaolu, you have a figure and face, which man can be a good person in front of you? If you don't have any ideas, you will definitely be a hypocrite, let alone believe it.
Xiaolu was shocked by Xiaojie's sudden attack. He pushed Xiaojie's hand away in panic, his cheeks flushed, and said coquettishly: I'm going to die, I'm scared to death by you, you can't be lace, I'm so normal, I just think he is unreliable
The two of them laughed and played, and the girls always became familiar with each other so easily before. Xiao Jie smiled and said: OK OK, OK, I won’t play anymore. I’ll call the leader and arrange for you to go to the interview tomorrow. You can go back and prepare your resume or something.
Xiaolu nodded and said: Yes, then you can clean up first, I'll go back upstairs too
After saying that, Xiaolu closed the door and returned to the rental house on the 19th floor. His breasts, which had just been rubbed by Xiaojie, and his heart was itchy when he was exhaling in his ears.
Xiaolu took off his clothes, lay back on the big bed in the room, gently stroked his chest with his hands, and murmured to himself: Is Xiaojie really so exaggerated? But Daming seems to like rubbing my breasts very much
While talking about Xiaolu, he gently rubbed his big breasts, feeling the smooth touch of his breasts, and the slight hardness of his fingers stroking his nipples. The feeling of heat in his heart became more and more powerful, as if he was gradually swallowing his own rationality.
The heat and itchy feeling rising from the bottom of the lower abdomen made Xiaolu clamp his legs involuntarily and rub against each other gently. The wet marks appeared on the cotton underwear without realizing it. The love fluid slowly flowed out of the vagina was like watering Xiaolu's heart, flooding his reason bit by bit
Xiaolu stroked his body like a green jade finger, pressing accurately on the wet source. Although he was through his underwear, he still felt the overflow of love juice. He couldn't help but start caressing, pressing, and circles through his underwear. As each movement was performed, pleasure was transmitted back to his brain through the excited nerves. Xiaolu's eyes became blurred, as if he was recalling the unbearable intercourse in the past, as if he was recalling the sweetness with the Ming Dynasty, as if he was thinking about the night he met the Ming Dynasty again, did the Ming Dynasty do something with him?
Memories and pleasure invaded the brain in waves, and unconscious moans came from Xiaolu's slightly opened mouth: Um...um...ah...so hot...I'm so wet...so embarrassing...
The feeling of scratching the itch through the shoe made Xiaolu still unfulfilled. The information feedback from his brain made Xiaolu more eager for the pleasure of the waves. He took off his only remaining underwear and his legs were no longer closed. His spread thighs completely exposed the pussy to the air. The pleasure brought by the fingertips directly crossing the pussy made Xiaolu tremble all over, and the love juice gushed out like a gate was opened. Xiaolu also felt the pussy full of his palms.
Xiaolu's fingers kept waving back and forth at the mouth of her vagina, rubbing her already erect clitoris from time to time. She felt that the sheet under her butt had been wet with the unstoppable love juice. The pleasure continued to accumulate, but Xiaolu never penetrated her fingers into the wet hole of the love juice. At this moment, she hoped that there was a pussy that could fill the emptiness. How much she hoped in her heart that that person would be the Daming she had been thinking about day and night.
But the reality is cruel. In this metropolis where millions of people are looking for their dreams, how many girls are eager to have arms to rely on, but still have to be strong themselves. At this moment, will the people around Daming be the girl who talks and laughs with him?
The longing for Daming was uncontrollably passing through the pleasure brought by the body, Xiaolu couldn't help but moan: Ah... Daming... Where are you... I miss you... I want you... fuck me... Xiaolu's... body... or... yours...
At this time, the door of the room was suddenly opened, Xiaolu curled up like a frightened kitten, but in the next moment, the fear turned into a surprise, and the person entering outside the door turned out to be Daming!
Daming strode into the room and walked to the bed. His low voice rang in Xiaolu's ears: You little slut, why don't I say that? How long have I been looking for you? Do you know? Why do you escape when I find you? I want to punish you and use my big cock
As Daming said, he took off all his clothes in a few seconds and pressed Xiaolu under him. He was still the delicate muscles, the angular face, the hug, the breath that made Xiaolu intoxicated, and the thick cock
Embracing Daming vigorously, Xiaolu, with misty eyes, said in a crying voice: Is it really you Daming? Why did you appear here? How did you know I am here?
The gentle kiss fell on Xiaolu's cheeks, eyes, neck, earlobes, rubbing his erect big breasts with one hand, Daming said softly: Remember, if I want to look for you, I will definitely find you. No matter where you escape, you are my woman.
Xiaolu responded to Daming's passionate kiss, and the heat all over his body came more intense than when he was masturbating. The mature male aura stimulated Xiaolu's pleasure nerves. The stronger the pleasure, the stronger the emptiness in his body. Xiaolu whispered in Daming's ears in a daze: Come on, Daming, my man, my husband, come in, satisfy me.
In an instant, the sense of fulfillment occupied Xiaolu's whole body, and it seemed as if endless fairy music was playing in his head. Xiaolu could only moan selflessly: Ah... so comfortable... I have been too long... too long... not... I have never... felt... your possession... good husband... Daming... I love you... Come on... no matter how intense... it's okay... it doesn't matter... I want you... I want you... I want you...
Daming slowly thrust gently and every time he pushed deep into the deepest part of Taoyuan Cave, allowing Xiaolu to feel the tenderness and strength of her beloved man. She used all her strength to hug the man on her body, wanted to rub herself into a ball and integrate into his body.
Xiaolu closed his eyes and enjoyed the long-lost happiness for her. At this moment, she was liberated from her physical and mental feelings.
Gradually, the frequency of fulfillment became higher and higher, and Xiaolu's soul seemed to be pushed out of the sky by the impact. She was blurred with her eyes, hoping to see the man she loved in front of her and watch her watering her body full of love.
The moment she opened her eyes, her happy smile turned into a terrified and dull, and the person in front of her was Yang Diwei!
Xiaolu tried hard to push the man in front of her, but her body was so weak that she couldn't exert any strength. She pushed and screamed: How could it be you?! Where is my Daming? It's clear that it's Daming that I hugged it tightly!
Yang Diwei stared at the beauty with a creamy skin in front of him with a smirk, and said frivolously: What Ming Dynasty? Who are you thinking? You asked me to fuck you, have you forgotten? You masturbate in front of me, let me possess you, call me husband, call me lover, have you forgotten?
Xiaolu pushed Yang Diwei's chest hard, shook his head and said: Impossible! Impossible! You are lying! How could I ask you to do such a thing!
Yang Diwei did not answer Xiaolu's question. His young and strong body was constantly sprinting, thrusting, and hitting in Xiaolu's soul in Xiaolu's body.
Xiaolu was still resisting weakly, but the pleasure in her body gradually eroded her reason. The brief awakening brought by the horror just now was once again surrounded by the ubiquitous pleasure in the soul and gradually disappeared. Instead, he twisted his body unstoppable, looking forward to every entry that reached the deepest point.
The pleasure is growing bigger and bigger like a balloon, and is getting higher and higher. It is always on the verge of explosion. The pushing hands turn into hugs, the desire to escape becomes cater to cater, and the struggled shout becomes moan. All these changes are brought by Yang Diwei in front of Xiaolu at this moment.
With Yang Diwei's low roar, Xiaolu felt like he was being shocked, his waist was thrusting, and his whole body was trembling. At this moment, the balloon of pleasure in his body in his soul exploded, and every cell seemed to be freed. The love fluid like a broken dam in the Peach Blossom Land surged out, and all the uneasiness, emptiness, loneliness seemed to be exhausted.
However, after a brief peak pleasure, Xiaolu was like an angel falling from the clouds, and the endless sense of weakness spread from the depths of his soul to his whole body, and everything was over.
The path with his eyes closed tightly, lying weakly on the big bed, as if he refused to open his eyes. She was afraid that the man in front of her was not Daming, she was afraid that the man in front of her would leave her. What she expected was a refreshing hug and kiss after the unity of spiritual desires, but at this moment, it did not appear.
Xiaolu opened his eyes in panic. The room was still the same room, but there was no Daming, nor Yang Diwei. In the empty room, only the heavy breathing sounded, the sweaty self, and the wet bed sheet.
All this tells Xiaolu that at this moment, she is just a person. Whether it is the Ming Dynasty or Yang Diwei, this joy that surprised and terrified her was just a fantasy of her.
It was not the first time Xiaolu masturbated, but this sense of emptiness, which was like a tide, drowned her soul for the first time. After coming to S City, the feeling of helplessness was unprecedentedly strong.
Xiaolu remembered Daming, the man she loved deeply, her dependence, weakness and escape brought him deep hurt. She loved him, and she wanted to go to him desperately and tell him that she was by his side.
However, the appearance of Yang Diwei in the fantasy made her feel scared. Sex, this thing that made her enjoy and lost her lover made her afraid to move forward. She was afraid of bringing him another harm.
Xiaolu got out of bed silently, walked into the bathroom, turned on the lotus pod, curled up in the bathtub, letting the cold water wash himself, as if he wanted to wash away his irresistible sexuality from physiological to psychological
After a long time, Xiaolu stood up, quietly turned off the lotus pods, wrapped them in a bath towel, she told herself that for herself and for the Ming Dynasty, she had only independence, only to make herself stronger and face her weaknesses.
One thought of heaven, one thought of hell
If you succeed, you will be happy; if you fail, you will fall alone.
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