For some reason, when Lin Yujing said this, Chen Juan always felt that she was hinting at him.

——Chen Jue, are you not allowed?

This is a sensitive area of ​​men. In the dark, he always has the illusion that he has been questioned in some aspects. In addition, there are a lot of men who are following her butt wherever she goes, and the reluctance to move back to the dormitory to live. After superimposing and superimposing—

"Okay," Chen Juan nodded, waved to her calmly, "Come on."

Lin Yujing leaned against the bathroom and didn't move: "What are you doing?"

"Touch you," Chen Jue-lazy voice, "Don't you want me to touch?"

“…”

Lin Yu looked away: "I didn't mean that, I'll give an example," she looked at him and blinked, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you always like to touch me before? I'm already an adult..."

“…”

My tired eyes hopped.

Lin Yujing really has nothing to say. She can burn a mountain with a match.

She couldn't bear to leave her anymore. After sleeping for half a month, she didn't even dare to rub the sofa beside the bed. Chen Juan didn't even dare to hand her matches, for fear that she would have burned before she took it over.

As a result, she handed it to him first.

Chen Juan felt a little unbearable. He looked at her with his eyes down for a while. Lin Yujing tied his braids and his thin auricles were exposed. After saying this clearly understood hint, his ears turned red.

Chen Juan walked over, wrapped her between herself and the bathroom, raised her hand and pinched her ear: "I like it?"

Lin Yujing cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound as calm as possible: "What?"

Chen Juan supported the sink counter with one hand, lowered his head, and gently bit her earlobe with her earlobe in her mouth, and asked in her ear: "I like me to touch you?"

“…”

This sentence is no longer within the scope of Lin Yujing's answer. She raised her hand to him: "Can you..."

Chen Juan clasped her wrist and pulled it off, and the man pressed it up again. The tip of his tongue swept across the soft flesh on her earlobe, licked it, and continued to ask in a low voice: "Where do I touch you if I like it?"

Lin Yu put his head on him and hung it down, not lifting it up at all.

Chen Juan held her head and raised it, forcing her to look at him, tilted her head and kissed the corner of her lips, her lips pressed against each other, and asked again, "How can I kiss you if I like me?"

“…”

Lin Yujing couldn't bear it anymore and became angry: "Can you shut up?"

Chen Juan laughed, pressed her up half forcibly, and kissed her.

It's different from everything before.

His hands, his movements, his breathing, all touches that had never been before were filled with strange **.

Lin Yujing was pressed by him, and his waist touched the cold marble edge of the sink, and it shrank forward with coldness, as if he was actively pressing it against him.

The two of them leaned closely together, and she could clearly feel his physiological reactions and changes in her body.

Little by little, slowly, unquestionably, with a full sense of existence.

Lin Yu froze completely, opened his eyes suddenly, and subconsciously bit his tongue that was sweeping in.

Chen Juan felt her stiffness and his movements did not stop. He even pressed his lower body against her, and moved forward with a very small range, gently pushing it.

Me, day.

Lin Yujing didn't react a little. He was ashamed and panicked, and a very slight sound overflowed from his throat.

It was not until she felt that she was almost suffocating, Chen Jue let her go, grabbed her wrist and pulled it down, and her voice was hoarse and gasping: "Baby... touch it."

...

When Lin Yujing felt that his hand was about to break, Chen Juan finally let her go.

As soon as his hand was released, Lin Yu rushed to the bed as if he was running for life, fearing that he would not be done yet.

Chen Juan took her waist and hooked her back, his voice hoarse: "What are you running?"

"Are you not finished yet?" Lin Yujing was completely convinced, "Can you finish yet?"

"It's over," Chen Juan said, turning sideways, pulling a pile of tissues from the bedside table, "Will your hands stick to you?"

"Then you..." Lin Yujing wanted to kick him out of the bed, "Can you shut up?"

She kicked her feet against him, Shen Dai was not annoyed, and sat on the bed and lit the light at the head of the bed.

I thought it would be done in the bathroom, but it didn't work. She had just washed her hands and was pulled into the bedroom again.

In the end, Lin Yujing's arm was so sore that he couldn't even lift it up. Under his unspeakable teaching guidance, he allowed him to do whatever he wanted.

Chen Juan pulled her wrist and pulled the person in front of him. The little girl's white and tender palms were a little red, and the things on her hands fell on the bed sheets along the gaps of her fingers.

The scene shocked Lin Yu and was not very good, so he hurriedly wanted to pull his hands: "I'll wipe it myself."

"I'll do it," Chen Yan grabbed her wrist and kept his eyelids down. He lowered his eyelashes and carefully wiped every finger of her soft tissue, moving slowly, "After all, my stuff."

“…”

Lin Yujing closed his eyes and couldn't bear it anymore: "Chen Jue, you need some face, why don't you get your stuff yourself?"

Chen Juan threw the pile of paper balls into the trash can by the bed, hugged her from behind and leaned against the head of the bed: "Don't you like me like this?"

Lin Yujing was too lazy to move, so he leaned softly in his arms, treated him as a sofa, and found a comfortable position: "When did I like you like this?"

"Didn't you say that you've grown up and seduced me?" He kissed her on the side of the face, "I'm so tired now. What should I do in the future?"

It was mostly dark outside and the light was dim. Lin Yu looked at the watch on the wall and was also a little worried about his future life.

"I think," she thought hard, how to say that the topic is beautiful and fresh without any slightest, and said slowly, "that thing should not be so tired, because I don't need to move."

Chen Jian laughed, his chest trembled: "It's up to you, you don't move if you don't want to move."

He touched and touched, and his descendants shook hands friendly with her. Although they were still very...shamed, Lin Yujing didn't want to be pretentious at this moment. She turned her head, looked at him with her head, and suddenly called him: "Chen Jue."

Chen Jiao leaned against the bed, his voice lazily: "Hmm?"

"What I mean when I am an adult is that you can do whatever you want to do to me," Lin Yu said in shock.

He paused and looked at her with his eyes down.

Chen Jue was a little dry. If it weren't for the more troubles he had just made, Lin Yujing's words would be enough to make him burn again.

Chen Juan sighed: "Do you want to squeeze me dry today?"

Lin Yu raised his neck in shock and bit his chin: "I'll tell you the serious matter."

"Chen Jue, you don't owe me what I'm willing to do because I want to do this. It has nothing to do with me, and I think it's wrong to always pay attention to these things when you are in love."

Lin Yujing said: "You don't have to feel guilty or something, otherwise I will think that you are good to me because of guilt. Do you understand that way?"

Chen Jue didn't say anything.

Why don't you understand?

If Lin Yujing really felt that there was something outside, she would definitely leave directly and would not talk nonsense to him. She might have to beat him up before leaving.

She was reminding him.

Chen Juan was silent for a while and sighed: "Lin Yu was shocked, I would not treat anyone well because of guilt."

He hugged her, touched her tiny scar on her thigh with his fingers, and touched her fingertips with a gentle and careful movement: "I want to treat you well because I like you."

He touched Lin Yu a little itchy and went to catch his hand with a smile.

Chen Juan held her hand with all his fingers, raised her fingers to her lips and kissed her: "I want to be nice to you for the rest of my life because there are much more things than I like."

Lin Yu jumped violently in shock without control.

She let go of his hand, suddenly turned around on the bed, knelt in front of him, holding his face, staring straight at him: "What is it."

Chen Jue didn't say anything.

He is not a person who is good at saying such love words.

Lin Yu was shocked to know, but he still pursed his lips and asked stubbornly: "What is the thing that is much more than you like?"

Her voice was very light and a little unstable, as if she was eager and uneasy to catch something.

Chen Juan looked at her and whispered, "I love you."

Lin Yu was stunned and sat there kneeling and quiet for a while.

She closed her eyes and the man leaned over to hug him.

Chen Juan raised his hand, gently stroked her back, as if he was coaxing a child.

Lin Yu buried his head in his arms in shock, and his voice was muffled: "Chen Jue, I'm so old, no one has ever loved me, they don't want me."

Chen Juan held her arms tightened.

"You have to love me all your life, I promised," Lin Yu sniffed in shock, raised his head to look at him, his eyes were a little red, and his voice repeated in a small voice, "I promised, you can't want me, you have to love me."

Chen Juan felt so distressed that he wanted to dig out his heart for her.

"I've agreed," he said hoarsely, "I'll give you all you want."
To be continued...