The sky was bright and a night passed.

Xuezhu woke up in Meng Yuning's arms.

This is what Xue Zhu thought in her heart, the early morning scene after the night ended.

But what she didn't expect was that the night that could be summarized in just a few words could be so long.

"This time, you are not allowed to stop halfway through," he warned in her ear, "I really should go to the menstruation department after being tortured by you a few more times."

Xuezhu didn't know when she was taken to bed.

Meng Yuning knew very well where Xue Zhu was. His gentle hands gave Xue Zhu great psychological satisfaction.

Xuezhu didn't dare to open her eyes and unconsciously recalled the past.

His hand once held her hand and took her to copy ancient Chinese poems, and taught her the strokes of horizontal and vertical hooks. His clear voice once told her physics questions, and he took apart the most troublesome electrical formula to tell her in detail. They had lie together on the mat on the roof of my grandfather's house in the countryside. The two of them were close at that time, with their shoulders leaning against their shoulders. At night, she would kick the quilt and press her legs against him. Meng Yuning would sigh, then cover her quilt again, and then carefully move her legs away from him, for fear of waking her up. They covered them with a thin blanket. They breathed and smelled, and were intimate and simple at that time.

But no one expected that Meng Yuning's hand could also ejaculate everywhere she had touched.

His voice didn't sound clear at this time, as low and dull as sandpaper, saying something blushing in her ear. It was difficult for men to restrain some straightforward and explicit thoughts deep in their hearts when they were moved. Perhaps it was to satisfy themselves, or perhaps to tease the person in front of them, in short, they would say something that was difficult to say in normal times.

Meng Yuning was no exception. Under his warm appearance, he took off his glasses that covered his desires and desires. His gentle and clean face was extremely emotional. Just as he emphasized to Xue Zhu before, he was an ordinary man, so he had no evil thoughts and fantasies that men should have.

Such a huge contrast between coldness and filth, gentleness and strength made Xue Zhu uncontrollably attracted and sinking by him, her legs became weak, and even cells in every place were stretched and expanded to withstand this contrast between him.

They are extremely intimate and the atmosphere is no longer simple.

Meng Yuning took out a free hand and took the things on the bedside table.

He bit the packaging shell with his teeth and tore it open, and his wet peach blossom eyes were unwilling to move away from her face for a moment. He took every reaction in his eyes. His Adam's apple swallowed hard, bent down and called her name in a low, mute and turbid voice: "Xiaozhu..."

It turns out that the word "Xiaozhu" can be so ambiguous.

...

It started raining on the early autumn night, and Meng Yuning seemed to have forgotten to close the window.

In fairy tales, magical fairies often come at night, so night is always so exciting.

Many wonderful things happen under this hazy moonlight.

The pumpkin turned into a carriage, the white rat turned into a white horse, the ragged dress turned into a dress covered with starlight, and the puppet turned into a human form.

Aladdin's magic carpet flew over the desert, and the Pan flapped his wings and left a silver light of starry spots in the night sky.

The sound of the whistle wakes up the sleeping forest and sails far away to the deep night.

The curtains swayed like smoke, as the girl chanted in the attic in a gentle night, and the moonlight in the fairy tale was covered with thick snow and ripe cherry fruits in the hills were waiting for the knight to pick them. The moon river was rippling with blue waves, and the stream was rippling overflowing from the dark forest. There was only a narrow forest path leading to the tall building that imprisoned the girl, which was extremely slippery and muddy. The knight holding the sword was wearing a robe wet by the rain, and passed by the bushes of thorns until his vision was wide open. Finally, he used the sword to save the girl who was wrapped in a tall building.

The knight was afraid that his appearance would be abrupt and a girl who had never seen a stranger before. Although she was sweating profusely, she still tried her best to comfort her gently, changing her posture, and taking her to experience this tense and palpitations first encounter.

The moment the girl was hugged tightly by the knight, a rainbow bridge was suddenly set up in the vast night sky. The other end of the bridge pointed straight to the top of the mountain. Her chanting was suddenly interrupted, and she screamed and climbed to the higher clouds on the top of the mountain.

After the first encounter, the next second and third time, the awkwardness will be no longer, and that will only be even more wonderful.

As if he was in a colorful kaleidoscope, the feeling of suspension came, and the sensitive nerves suddenly softened in the short and extreme tension. His feet were stepping between the soft clouds, and he saw white light in a chaos. His body was smashed and reorganized. The warm feeling was pouring out until his bone marrow, and his legs were removed, as if his whole body had been pulled away, and he was weak and gasping.

...

Meng Yuning hugged her, gently combed and stroked her long hair with her palms. After hearing her steady breathing, she lowered her head and kissed her forehead.

The man's heart was extremely soft. Even though he was satisfied, he was not stingy with the deep feelings for her in his eyes. If the person in his arms had not closed his eyes, he would probably be unable to bear it.

"Little bamboo."

His soft voice faded away the previous love and desire, leaving only full of tenderness and irony.

***

It is a long holiday now, but Meng Yuning still woke up early and woke up at around seven o'clock.

He opened his eyes and subconsciously shook his palms.

Empty, the arms are also empty, and there is no sense of oppression.

When he turned his head, he found Xue Zhu's back was facing him, curled up in the corner, holding the quilt firmly to sleep comfortably.

I clearly remember that she was in her arms before she fell asleep.

When did it slip away?

Meng Yuning didn't say much, but directly took her over and hugged her.

Because he couldn't sleep, the man was like a little girl playing with a doll. He wrapped Xuezhu's hair around his fingertips and played with him, pinched her face and chin, and scratched her eyelashes with his fingertips. He stared at her face for a long time. The sleeping beauty was extremely quiet and her expression had not changed, but he didn't know why he could watch for so long. In short, he never got tired of watching her, and finally gave a kiss on her closed eyelids.

Before she could be woken up by this eyelid kiss, he smiled first.

In the early morning, there are other things that awaken in the brain.

Xue Zhu in her sleep could feel someone teasing her restlessly from time to time, and she opened her eyes reluctantly. Before she could close her consciousness, she was first held in her lips and endured this long good morning kiss in a daze.

After the kiss, he rubbed her face: "Stay sleeping."

She nodded in a low voice and fell asleep again.

Meng Yuning listened to her breathing quickly and calmed down, and was a little envious of her sleep quality.

Is this kind of thing only so great arousal for men?

She smiled helplessly, Meng Yuning looked for her hands under the quilt. She had just played with her hair and eyelashes, and now she wanted to play with her soft hands.

There seemed to be something in her soft hands.

The man was a little confused and took the thing out of her hands.

It's Xuezhu's mobile phone.

So she woke up once in the middle of the night, then got out of his arms, and played with her phone with her back to him, right?

“…”

Her mobile phone addiction really should be controlled.

At least in the same situation as last night, Meng Yuning himself had no intention of looking at his phone, both before and afterwards.

What exactly can attract her attention more than the after-warm afterwards?

Meng Yuning didn't know her mobile phone password. When the phone was on, even if there were dozens of WeChat messages prompts, the specific content could not be seen.

With his long arm stretched out, he put his phone back to the bedside table.

Just then, the phone vibrated. Meng Yuning took a casual look and the caller ID was "Zhu Qingying".

He has an impression of this name, as if it was Xuezhu's friend who has been playing with since childhood.

"Xiaozhu, your phone number." He called her softly.

Xuezhu was extremely sleepy and whimpered impatiently because she was woken up. Then she took her cell phone and directly pressed the hands-free button to throw it next to the pillow, continuing to sleep while listening to the phone.

"Hello."

Zhu Qingying's voice came from the phone, and it looked sharp because of the hands-free function: "Pei Xuezhu?! I'm damn you, you fell asleep? You fucked me in the middle of the night and your childhood filter for your brother was broken. The bed was mixed, and the slander was a bit gentle. After arousing my yellow thoughts, I didn't sleep all night. As a result, you slept until dawn? You are still not a human being!"

“…”

Xuezhu suddenly opened her eyes wide and woke up completely.

"Pei Xuezhu?! Pei Xuezhu, you are mute! Today you must give me an explanation! Or you can describe in detail how your brother is so gentle and scum in bed, or you can recommend a few little yellow articles to quench your thirst! You can do it!"

Xuezhu quickly hung up the phone in panic.

Then he covered his head with a quilt, pretending to snore and fell asleep again.

The quilt was lifted by the man, and she didn't dare to open her eyes. Her eyelashes kept shaking, and then her nose was pinched.

Xuezhu still refused to open her eyes, so she could only open her mouth and breathe clumsyly.

Meng Yuning chuckled: "Do you want me to block your mouth?"

Xuezhu turned over, turned her back to him, and circled her fingers on the bed sheet: "I really didn't say anything about you."

"Yeah?"

"yes!"

She answered very loudly with the words "yes", not knowing whether it was to cover up her guilt or deceive herself.

Meng Yuning stared at the back of her head for a long time, and finally seemed to let her go.

"Are you still sleeping?"

Xuezhu said: "Well, I'm still sleepy."

Then he yawned hypocritically.

"Then you sleep a little longer," Meng Yuning sat up, "What do you want to eat for breakfast? I'll buy it."

It would be fine if I didn’t say it, but I really felt hungry when I said it.

Although she didn't do much work last night, she spoke out.

"Whatever," Xuezhu thought for a while and added, "Don't be too greasy."

The mattress was supported and rebounded again. He got up from the bed. Xuezhu heard the friction of the fabric through the quilt and quietly poked her head out. Meng Yuning had just put on her pants, her upper body lines were smooth and her waist was thin and strong. She stared at it and swallowed shamefully.
To be continued...