Xiaoya was lying on the bed reading a fashion magazine when she suddenly heard the sound of the door opening outside and knew that it was the man who was back.
She quickly threw the magazine down, got into the quilt, pretending to be asleep, but just a few seconds later, she suddenly sat up again, picked up the magazine again, and looked at it in a pretentious manner.
In fact, this trick started the day after Xiaoya returned home.
On the first day of his return, Shang Rong did not return all night. Xiaoya was lying on the bed and waiting for a while in a restless state. She was helpless because she was too tired, so she fell asleep.
The next day, the man only stayed at home for more than an hour before going out, and he had not come back until he was sleeping at night. Xiaoya first wandered around the bedroom for a while, then stared at the big bed and was stunned for a while. Finally, she sighed in her heart, then went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then went to bed with a feeling that was both tragic and sacred.
However, after tossing and turning on the bed for a while, she got up again, took out a few sets of underwear from the closet and placed it on the bed one by one, and then admired it thoughtfully for a while. Finally, she bit her lip, picked a pair of white underwear from it, changed into it with a red face, walked to the mirror, twisted her little butt and posed for several positions. She always felt a little dissatisfied, so she frowned and took off her eyebrows.
When her eyes swept across the row of underwear, she stared at the purple thong underwear that made her face blush and her heart beat. This was given to her by her fake husband Dong Yu in Shanghai.
She raised the soft cloth strip with a slender finger and swayed in front of her eyes, as if she was observing the changes in the color of her underwear under the light.
Xiaoya, wearing thong underwear, felt a passion for dedication when she climbed onto the bed. She was lying on the bed almost naked, while she tossed and turned her mind to imagine how a man climbed onto the bed, and how he could reach out to those shameful places as urgently as before. Of course, she would definitely say some sweet words in her mouth.
However, when she thought of the man's surprised expression when he saw his thong underwear, she could no longer lie down. She got up from the bed, found a pair of underwear with the most conservative style, put it on her body, and then she rushed back to the bed like a rabbit, wrapping her tightly with a quilt, as if waiting for the unavoidable fate to come.
However, the following facts made Xiaoya feel both relieved and humiliated, because when she heard the man come back and immediately closed her eyes while pretending to be asleep while waiting for his trouble, she clearly felt that the man walked into the bedroom, and even felt his eyes swept through her. However, something she was worried and expecting did not happen. After a slight sound, when she opened her eyes, she found that the light in the bedroom had been turned off and the man had left the bedroom.
At that moment, Xiaoya couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, but she just bit the quilt and felt the urge to cry.
In the days that followed, during the day, if both of them were at home, the relationship would be like a loving couple who respected each other, or two opponents who peeked into each other's inner secrets. Sometimes they would say a few irrelevant words and secretly glanced at each other at the right time.
Xiaoya didn't know what a man felt in her heart. She felt that she was obsessed with this feeling, and she had a bit of a first love.
When night comes, the man will come back very late as usual, and Xiaoya repeats the ambiguous trick of changing underwear every day. There are a few times that she even has a crazy idea. No matter what underwear she wears, she will eventually be stripped off by him?
Just keep it naked and give him some fun, but in the end he didn't have the courage.
Because she was almost naked in bed, Xiaoya felt her nose was a little obstructed after a few days. She realized in frustration that she had a cold.
But tonight, Xiaoya made a bold decision early on, fucking her underwear!
I will have a happy time with him today. I am tired of playing this kind of mouse funny game. Since he will not let him go and cannot escape, let everything happen earlier. * The physical destruction is at least much more tolerant than the mental torture.
Although Xiaoya was determined, when she was lying on the bed naked and wearing only a nightgown, she still couldn't control her panic and could only hold a magazine in her hand to calm the turmoil in her heart.
However, when the sound of a man's footsteps came from outside, she couldn't help but throwing down the magazine as she used to and crawling into the quilt. After a burst of ears and heartbeat, she remembered her decision. So she bit her silver teeth and held her body up again. Her long eyelashes were trembling. She looked at the magazine on the surface, but a sensitive heart was like the half-closed door waiting for the man to knock.
I haven't slept yet so late!
Shang Rong pushed open the half-closed bedroom door and walked in. In that plain tone, it seemed that the girl in the bed had been waiting for her husband who was late to return.
No...can't sleep...
Xiaoya was so timid that she didn't know how to answer.
What's wrong today?Usually, every time I come back, I see you sleeping like a kitten.
Shang Rong smiled.While taking off his sweater.
A man's joke made Xiaoya relax a little, but his next move immediately raised her heart because she saw that the man actually took off his sweater.
Could it be that he...
I'm going tonight...
Sleep here?
Oh my God!
He should turn off the light and go out from here, this is my bedroom.
I... don't know... are you very busy today...
Listening to Xiaoya's incoherence, Shang Rong smiled faintly, as if he saw a bird that could never escape, flapping his wings innocently in his palm.
After taking off his sweater, he took off his pants calmly.
What a heavy snowfall. Have you been out today?
As she spoke, Shang Rong had only underwear and shirt left. When the man wearing only underwear and shirt walked towards the bed, Xiaoya felt that her throat was dry and she couldn't speak. Her eyes were dodging around, not daring to look at the man's body, nor dared to look at his eyes. Just when she was panicked and didn't know what was wrong, she felt a cold air crawling into the quilt.
oh!This man is so thick-skinned that he... doesn't ask his opinion... he just got up like this... It seems like he and he have been to bed a hundred times...
So cold!
Shang Rong sucked exaggeratedly in his mouth.It's still warm in the quilt, come and help me warm up...
Before Shang Rong finished speaking, Xiaoya snorted lightly, and the magazine in her hand fell to the ground. Without the cover of props, she could only close her eyes. Because her nose was not ventilated, her little mouth was slightly open, and the rushing breath contained the faint fragrance of a girl.
She quickly threw the magazine down, got into the quilt, pretending to be asleep, but just a few seconds later, she suddenly sat up again, picked up the magazine again, and looked at it in a pretentious manner.
In fact, this trick started the day after Xiaoya returned home.
On the first day of his return, Shang Rong did not return all night. Xiaoya was lying on the bed and waiting for a while in a restless state. She was helpless because she was too tired, so she fell asleep.
The next day, the man only stayed at home for more than an hour before going out, and he had not come back until he was sleeping at night. Xiaoya first wandered around the bedroom for a while, then stared at the big bed and was stunned for a while. Finally, she sighed in her heart, then went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then went to bed with a feeling that was both tragic and sacred.
However, after tossing and turning on the bed for a while, she got up again, took out a few sets of underwear from the closet and placed it on the bed one by one, and then admired it thoughtfully for a while. Finally, she bit her lip, picked a pair of white underwear from it, changed into it with a red face, walked to the mirror, twisted her little butt and posed for several positions. She always felt a little dissatisfied, so she frowned and took off her eyebrows.
When her eyes swept across the row of underwear, she stared at the purple thong underwear that made her face blush and her heart beat. This was given to her by her fake husband Dong Yu in Shanghai.
She raised the soft cloth strip with a slender finger and swayed in front of her eyes, as if she was observing the changes in the color of her underwear under the light.
Xiaoya, wearing thong underwear, felt a passion for dedication when she climbed onto the bed. She was lying on the bed almost naked, while she tossed and turned her mind to imagine how a man climbed onto the bed, and how he could reach out to those shameful places as urgently as before. Of course, she would definitely say some sweet words in her mouth.
However, when she thought of the man's surprised expression when he saw his thong underwear, she could no longer lie down. She got up from the bed, found a pair of underwear with the most conservative style, put it on her body, and then she rushed back to the bed like a rabbit, wrapping her tightly with a quilt, as if waiting for the unavoidable fate to come.
However, the following facts made Xiaoya feel both relieved and humiliated, because when she heard the man come back and immediately closed her eyes while pretending to be asleep while waiting for his trouble, she clearly felt that the man walked into the bedroom, and even felt his eyes swept through her. However, something she was worried and expecting did not happen. After a slight sound, when she opened her eyes, she found that the light in the bedroom had been turned off and the man had left the bedroom.
At that moment, Xiaoya couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, but she just bit the quilt and felt the urge to cry.
In the days that followed, during the day, if both of them were at home, the relationship would be like a loving couple who respected each other, or two opponents who peeked into each other's inner secrets. Sometimes they would say a few irrelevant words and secretly glanced at each other at the right time.
Xiaoya didn't know what a man felt in her heart. She felt that she was obsessed with this feeling, and she had a bit of a first love.
When night comes, the man will come back very late as usual, and Xiaoya repeats the ambiguous trick of changing underwear every day. There are a few times that she even has a crazy idea. No matter what underwear she wears, she will eventually be stripped off by him?
Just keep it naked and give him some fun, but in the end he didn't have the courage.
Because she was almost naked in bed, Xiaoya felt her nose was a little obstructed after a few days. She realized in frustration that she had a cold.
But tonight, Xiaoya made a bold decision early on, fucking her underwear!
I will have a happy time with him today. I am tired of playing this kind of mouse funny game. Since he will not let him go and cannot escape, let everything happen earlier. * The physical destruction is at least much more tolerant than the mental torture.
Although Xiaoya was determined, when she was lying on the bed naked and wearing only a nightgown, she still couldn't control her panic and could only hold a magazine in her hand to calm the turmoil in her heart.
However, when the sound of a man's footsteps came from outside, she couldn't help but throwing down the magazine as she used to and crawling into the quilt. After a burst of ears and heartbeat, she remembered her decision. So she bit her silver teeth and held her body up again. Her long eyelashes were trembling. She looked at the magazine on the surface, but a sensitive heart was like the half-closed door waiting for the man to knock.
I haven't slept yet so late!
Shang Rong pushed open the half-closed bedroom door and walked in. In that plain tone, it seemed that the girl in the bed had been waiting for her husband who was late to return.
No...can't sleep...
Xiaoya was so timid that she didn't know how to answer.
What's wrong today?Usually, every time I come back, I see you sleeping like a kitten.
Shang Rong smiled.While taking off his sweater.
A man's joke made Xiaoya relax a little, but his next move immediately raised her heart because she saw that the man actually took off his sweater.
Could it be that he...
I'm going tonight...
Sleep here?
Oh my God!
He should turn off the light and go out from here, this is my bedroom.
I... don't know... are you very busy today...
Listening to Xiaoya's incoherence, Shang Rong smiled faintly, as if he saw a bird that could never escape, flapping his wings innocently in his palm.
After taking off his sweater, he took off his pants calmly.
What a heavy snowfall. Have you been out today?
As she spoke, Shang Rong had only underwear and shirt left. When the man wearing only underwear and shirt walked towards the bed, Xiaoya felt that her throat was dry and she couldn't speak. Her eyes were dodging around, not daring to look at the man's body, nor dared to look at his eyes. Just when she was panicked and didn't know what was wrong, she felt a cold air crawling into the quilt.
oh!This man is so thick-skinned that he... doesn't ask his opinion... he just got up like this... It seems like he and he have been to bed a hundred times...
So cold!
Shang Rong sucked exaggeratedly in his mouth.It's still warm in the quilt, come and help me warm up...
Before Shang Rong finished speaking, Xiaoya snorted lightly, and the magazine in her hand fell to the ground. Without the cover of props, she could only close her eyes. Because her nose was not ventilated, her little mouth was slightly open, and the rushing breath contained the faint fragrance of a girl.
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