Even though the key was cold, but the moment it fell into her hand, she seemed to be scalded.

She held the key tightly in the palm of her hand, then looked at him again, and moved forward to try to use the key to unlock the handcuffs on his hand.

Thinking of unlocking it, she locked the handcuffs in the cabinet, and said, "You have this skill? I don't care about this one. You have the ability to stimulate the whole point."

In fact, she couldn't stand it anymore in her heart, and she didn't even dare to look at him again, and she was worried that she would do something irrational.

As she unfastened the handcuffs, she looked up at him pretentiously, "Hurry up and take a shower. You smell of alcohol."

In fact, I want to buy time for relief for my fragile little heart.

The handcuffs glowed with a faint golden light in the night, and his eyes were a little unreal when he lowered his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Su Qiuge heard a "click" and the handcuffs that had been unlocked were closed again.

Only this time it was her slender wrist that was locked.

Before Su Qiuge could react, he heard such a clear lock lock.

She looked up at him in shock, and saw that he blinked slowly, with long eyelashes and a pair of flat eyes, "Do you like this set?"

She watched him stand up, put the key in her hand, and looked at her while playing.

Suddenly the status was reversed in two levels.

She tried to struggle twice, making a crisp crash, but couldn't break free.

Her hands were bound by exquisite handcuffs, and she could only lay helplessly across her chest, her whole being a little disturbed.

What's more, there was another person staring at her with his eyes down.

She couldn't help but said, "I like you a ghost, you still don't unlock it for me!"

He looked at her condescendingly, with a smile from the corners of his lips, "I have to take a shower."

She blinked, "Eh-then you can help me untie it before going."

As soon as she finished speaking, he explained it unhurriedly, "Not now."

"After all, you just disliked me for being drunk, and I would not dare to approach you unless I clean it up."

Su Qiuge didn't expect that he would dare to use her words to kill her. What are the strange reasons? ?

Now she was so angry that she jumped on the sofa, but he still showed a gentle smile, "If you don't worry, you can join me."

Hearing what he said, she shrank back a bit, and watched him unhurriedly unbutton the remaining shirt, then she closed her eyes and said, "Don't be here, let me in. !"

She heard him chuckle, but she did not dare to open her eyes.

When the sound of footsteps went away and the sound of water rang in the bathroom, she suddenly remembered whether this person did not have any clothes.

After all, his original clothes were a little drunk, and his clothes were strangely uncomfortable.

There is the kind of big-size shirt that men can wear in her bedroom. After being together, Xie Xing came to her home to make up classes, and occasionally took a shower here, so she left her clothes here.

Including... men's underwear-pants.

She clamped the men's underwear-pants into the new shirt, cursed, and then walked towards the bedroom.

At this time, she was still in handcuffs, and the activities became extremely difficult. Finally, she finally got the shirt and knocked on the door.

"Did you not take the clothes?"

The sound of water inside continued, but no one answered.

Su Qiuge knocked on the door again, "I hung up on the door for you."

When I was just about to leave, the voice from inside came, "Come in."

Su Qiuge hesitated, and finally pushed the door open with both hands.

The water vapor inside the door leaked out along the small gap, and the man's muscular forearm was looming from the fog. A bone in his wrist was slightly protruding, intertwined with a sense of strength and beauty. Su Qiuge looked straight down. When she was happy, the people inside suddenly tightened her wrist.

There was a sound when the handcuffs collided, and she hadn't reacted yet, and the whole person was taken in with the clothes.

The shower head in the bathroom radiated water around, falling on the bathtub on the side and here.

She just wanted to scream after she came in, she was sealed with a kiss by the people inside as soon as she made a little sound, and he swallowed the rest of the tail sound.

He and her crossed their gazes, and whispered between the gaps between kissing her, "Now what? Is it exciting?"

With her eyes half-open, she noticed that the buttons of his clothes were open, and the water slid down the distinct muscles of his abdomen, dampened his shirt all over, pressed tightly to her body, and outlined broad and powerful shoulders without a trace of fat. Back.

The soaking white shirt outlines his strong waist and back. This picture is extremely shocking and sexy, making people buzzing.

His original bangs were soaked by the water and pressed tightly on his forehead, his eyes became more narrow and deep.

The fine and warm water shed gradually wet her dress.

The warm current dissipated the cold air on the body, but it also brought disaster.

She suddenly felt so hot.

It was very hot when he was tightly clasped at the waist, and when he was kissed, it was too hot even when he was breathing and panting and looking at his gloomy eyes.

She couldn't help it, stepping back, and finally he was pushed against the bathtub wall.

The heat in the bathroom filled her, and she was almost paralyzed by him. She sat down slowly against the bathtub. He squatted down with her movements and supported her shaky body with his arms.

While exhaling for separation, she whispered, "Where is the key?"

But after speaking, she realized that her voice was too coquettish, and she immediately stopped her mouth.

He stared at her for a while, then took out the key, which was stained with water mist.

When she saw the key, her eyes lit up slightly, but she saw that he was just holding the key in his hand, passing in front of her eyes, and then curled her lips, "Want to do it?"

Su Qiuge felt like he was teasing a pet, so he couldn't help but kicked him with his foot in anger, "Hand it over."

Who knows that instead of kicking him, he missed his foot and fell straight back into the bathtub.

She took a sip of water, and when she raised her head, she saw Xie Xing looking at herself condescendingly. He said softly, "Don't worry."

The key moved back and forth between his fingers, a flash of light flashed, he approached, leaned over and wiped the water off her face, then gave a nasty smile and whispered, "You Say something nice and I will help you."

Su Qiuge didn't expect Xie Xinglin to be a real man for a few seconds at this moment.

What's more, she couldn't resist.

She gritted her teeth and stared at him for a long time with her eyes open. In the end she could only hold out two words: "Please."

She knelt and sat in the bathtub, her thin clothes soaked in warm water, tightly fitted to her body, and outlined her exquisite body lines.

Looking down from his angle, he can capture the graceful undulations of her body.

She looked a little aggrieved. She put her hands on her chest and was pitifully locked by handcuffs. She stared at him with round apricot eyes unwillingly, and then opened her red lips slightly and said to beg him.

A pitiful appearance of Renjun picking and ravaged.

But it can more arouse the dark thoughts in people's hearts.

His Adam's apple rolled a little, and then he tried his best to say in a restrained voice, "What did you say, I didn't hear it."

She bit her lower lip, resisting the urge to roll her eyes, "Please."

He looked down at her, was silent for a while, and then smiled, "Goodbye."

"Then I will help you."

When he stepped into the bathtub, she didn't even react, and then his handcuffed hands were overlapped and held.

The small key fell into the delicate keyhole, and with a slight turn, the handcuffs were finally opened.

He looked down at her, leaned close to her, and forced her to the corner of the bathtub. His scorching gaze made her hard to ignore even if she looked away. His voice was dumb, "I helped you, do I have to get any reward?"

She wrinkled her face slightly, and just wanted to say, "Don't you want to be paid, believe it or not, I will reward you with a big mouth".

However, the ideal is very full. When she opened her mouth and said the word "you", she was caught in her chin. The last words could not be said, and replaced by a hot and disordered kiss.

This time, he didn’t even bother to disguise his usual gentleness. He kissed fiercely when he came up, and forced her to squeeze into the corner of the bathtub. Causes the knuckles to become white.

This long kiss did not give her much time for reaction and free time, and even in the middle, because she could not bear it, she had to hug his neck tightly, supporting her soft body on his body, and wait until the end. At that time, she could only complain with a vague remark with red eyes and gasping.

After the complaint, he turned his head, even turned his back, and stopped looking at him.

It seems to be angry because of being bullied.

He smiled when he saw this, then leaned forward and started kissing her hair.

Immediately after a close kiss, she moved from the back of her neck to her shoulder, and the tip of her tongue swept across her shoulder blades.

The water above her head was still falling, falling on her body, digging into the gap in the clothes like a snake.

Her body shuddered slightly because of his movement, and then she couldn't help turning her body around and hit him with her hand.

Complained, "Obviously you are washing yourself, why are you pulling me up."

He grabbed her hand, put his arm around her back, and whispered on the side of her neck, "I'll wait for you to wash, okay?"

She didn't speak, so he continued to coax the person with a few words in a low voice, and finally coaxed the person, then put his face on his chest, and muttered, "Blame you, get my clothes off. Wet."

He uttered a loud voice, then put his finger on her collar and said lightly, "That's really not very comfortable. May I take it off for you?"

His response was the spray of water from the shower.

She didn't know when she found the shower, and she sprayed it at him while holding it, and then coldly snorted, "Then I will help you wash your head first."

In the end, Xie Xinglin grabbed her messy hand, returned the shower to its original position, and then took the person out of the bathroom.

The floor heating outside the room is adequate, and clothes can be dried naturally without a hairdryer.

She was wrapped in a large bath towel from head to toe, and then taken to the bedroom to wipe her hair with the bath towel.

She lay in his arms.

His movements were so gentle that she closed her eyes somewhat comfortably.

Immediately afterwards, the bath towel was drawn along her temples to her auricle, his fingers twirled in her ear sockets through the bath towel, and then his thumb moved to her earlobe, gently rubbing it.

Originally, Su Qiuge felt nothing, and continued to lean in his arms, closing his eyes lazily like a kitten, and even making a comfortable hum, apparently being served well.

Until she felt dazed by something against her waist.

After she reacted, her body stiffened slightly, her eyes widened, and the movements of the people behind her stopped.

She turned her back to him at this moment, and couldn't see his expression clearly, but she could feel his eyes always falling on her.

She could imagine him staring at her intently.

The roots of her ears were red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they were about to drip blood.

His silence made her even more at a loss. After a while, in the dim bedroom, she whispered, "You... are you okay?"

She twisted her waist in his arms a little nervously, and heard him make a very restrained muffled sound, then put her chin on her shoulder, hugged her tightly, and whispered beside her earlobe. After a sentence, "Don't move."

Su Qiuge clenched his hand, his heart beating wildly, then lowered his eyes and said, "Why suddenly..."

He was silent for a while, then said slowly and honestly, "I can't stand it when I'm inside."

I don't know why, when she heard him say this, she really wanted to laugh.

She said, "That's what you deserve. You know you can't stand it, and you want to provoke me."

He hugged her tighter, and added a little breath when speaking, "Hey, don't move, give me a hug."

He seemed to be comforting and coaxing, and he seemed to be worried about frightening her. He patiently muttered, "It will be fine for a while."

But obviously, it just doesn't work.

She felt the aura of the people behind her getting messy, falling on the back of her neck, causing her to get goose bumps.

It looks very hard, and even seems very depressing and painful.

The muffled noise in his throat sometimes inadvertently made his heart beat faster.

At this moment, she didn't know what was going on, turned around, and hugged him.

Then he attached it to his ear and said softly, "I'll help you."

Her words fell on the tip of his heart like a devil, and the mask that had been restrained by her forbearance was shattered by her simple and soft voice.

He raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes deep and silent.

Her complexion looked a little red in the dim light, turned her head to avoid his sight, and whispered, "But I'm not very good at it. You teach me?"

While saying this, he stretched out a pair of thin white hands towards him.

Being stared at by her innocent and ignorant gaze makes a man go crazy.

He stared at her hand for a while, his steady voice was a little dumb, "Do you mind?"

She lowered her head and whispered "um".

He still didn't move, but his eyes fell greedily on her, seeming to give her the last chance to regret.

Seeing him slow to move, she pulled her hand back in a gesture, with an expression of disgust on her face, "What are you doing, a big man is daunting."

However, without success, he grabbed his wrist.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down along the slender neckline, then he held her hand with his palm.

Then he lowered his head slightly, his thin lips kissed the delicate skin of the back of her hand, and the delicate kiss gradually fell on her fingertips. He opened his mouth and put her fingertips in with his lips, and the tip of his tongue licked the lines of her finger belly.

Some tingling itchiness spread to the heart along her fingertips.

After kissing gently one by one, he raised his eyes and met her with a dazed look.

The moonlight outside illuminated the gloomy look in his eyes, and the mottled shadows fell on his eyes and condensed into a sinking vortex.

She stared at the whirlpool in a daze, letting him lead her hand down.

The warm touch filled her hands, but she could only stare at him with breathlessness.

Puff through.

Puff through.

She heard her heart beating like a drum.

He didn't dare to glance at him, so he could only look at him.

Seeing that his originally deserted and narrow eyes seemed to be stained with a thin layer of mist, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised upwards, a little reddish, bringing out a touch of lust, and a dark and ambiguous expression appeared under his eyes, which seemed to be blurred. But it gives people a sense of being sober.

She stared at him in a daze, watched him let out a low muffled grunt, and watched his skin on his collarbone gradually become red.

Seeing the beast under his eyes no longer concealed it, but instead showed sharp fangs directly at her, staring straight at her as if thinking about where to start her mouth.

Then she ate and drank her flesh and blood.

In such a blurred and hazy atmosphere, she has always been in a state of being out of her body, her heart beating very fast, but her soul is out of her body, even her hands seem to be numb.

I don't know how long it took, she heard him whisper her name.

The tail sound sank slightly, with a trembling fatal sexiness, and fell directly into her soul, causing her to tremble with him.

A warm liquid gradually reached her arm, even a little bit on her cheek.

Her eyes are always ignorant.

Then, he put his jaw on her shoulder, and said hoarsely in her ear, "Qiuqiu."

At this moment, she felt that he was not calling her name, but engraving on her spine and flogging her soul.

The night is delicate, and the interior is beautiful.

Su Qiuge's sanity was completely gone at this moment.

She hugged him back with a trembling body, and then whispered, "Am I still not giving you a birthday present?"

Feeling his still breathing disorderly, she tilted her body slightly, her collar slipped down, revealing her round shoulders, then turned her neck to look at him and whispered, "Do you think..."

"How about I give myself to you?"

As soon as her voice fell, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his whole body was dazed for a moment, then his dark eyes stared at her, his expression on his face difficult to distinguish.

Something fermented deep in his heart, burning away the remaining reason.

Want her.

At this moment, she took the initiative to step forward and put her arms around his neck and kissed him.

First, he kissed his apple, and then stretched out his tongue to lick and poke on his raised apple bit by bit, feeling his fragile but **** place rolling up and down.

Then he went up and kissed his sharp jaw line.

She did this suddenly, but she didn't know that her sudden initiative on a whim was about to torture him crazy.

He endured it for a long time, then suddenly picked her up, raised his head and kissed her back.

He kissed more and more fiercely, and when he reached behind, he directly pushed her against the bookshelf behind. The bookshelf shook, and several books fell on the ground, but they failed to attract attention.

She closed her eyes slightly when Su Qiuge felt her back sticking to the soft mattress and sinking in.

In fact, I am still a little scared.

Never experienced it after all.

Then, she felt him touching her.

From her trembling eyelashes, to her small nose, to her soft lips.

She closed her eyes and lay on the white and soft bed, really like an exquisite and fragile gift, waiting for her master to unseal and possess her.

When she felt his warm palm stroke her cheek, she closed her eyes and said, "Happy birthday."

Then, just when she thought the person in front of her was about to press up, he whispered, "Open your eyes."

Her eyelashes trembled, and at the moment she opened her eyes, he scratched her nose with his fingers, and then slowly said, "Don't seduce me like this next time."

He looked down at her, half-talking, his eyes became a little scary, and he whispered, "Otherwise you will cry from start to finish."

She was taken aback for a moment, and stared at him for a moment, then sat up from the bed, wrapped her waist around his waist, and tightened her lips, "You... don't you like this birthday gift?"

His hand fell on her head, and then he dropped a gentle, restrained kiss, "I like it."

More than just like.

The moment she took the initiative to invite him, there was another voice whispering crazy like a spell in her body.

--Possess her, ravages her, marks her, makes her cry.

Let her completely belong to you.

but.

He looked down at her, and then slowly said, "You are too young now."

But doing so will also hurt her.

Perhaps she made this opinion just because she was impulsive and bewitched by the atmosphere.

Then after one night of joy, it also means that tomorrow when the day is bright, her sanity will return to her mind.

She might regret it.

He didn't want her to regret it even if there was only a tiny bit.

Even if she didn't regret it, he wouldn't allow himself to do this.

She deserves the best, not driven by **** under the bewitching atmosphere.

Not even now.

Before he was able to give her shelter, he took away her precious things.

He lowered his head and kissed her lightly on her lips.

At this time, you can see the fireworks rising outside through the bedroom window, the fireworks holding the golden tail, blooming and falling in the sky.

The New Year's bell rang.

He looked down at her and said softly, "Happy New Year."

She stared at him for a moment, and understood what he meant from his eyes.

Obviously he also endured very hard, but he was still willing to do this for her.

Thinking of this, the corners of her eyes were a little red, and then she pulled his sleeves and smiled, "Well, you also have a happy new year."

She tilted her head and asked, "Do you have any wishes for the new year? I haven't given you a gift for your birthday. What do you want?"

He stared at her for a while, and put her in his arms, "No gift needed."

The shadows on the floor of the room overlap and blend together.

"If you wish..."

I just hope that for the rest of my life, every year today, I will be with you.

"If you wish, it won't work."

The author has something to say: I have only finished writing now, I still overestimate myself qwq

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