Bu Yao: "You are voluntary, I am forced, this is different!"

Lu Yan: "It doesn't matter, I can pretend to be forced."

Bu Yao: "…"

She closed her eyes and pretended to be dead, "I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

"You sleep with yours, I will do mine, and you will not delay." Lu Yan kissed her forehead in a smooth manner, "Good night, I wish you a good dream."

Bu Yao: "..." God is fucking without delay.

Is she so much cold to fall asleep in this situation?

She really tried to sleep with her eyes closed, but he didn't really joke with her. His hands touched her skin inch by inch, and her lips and teeth bit her earlobe, neck, and collarbone. She could even feel his forbearance.

With her eyes closed, the feeling of being touched was infinitely amplified, and soon she couldn't bear it anymore. Her legs unconsciously rubbed each other, and her body subconsciously wanted to stick to him. She even screamed a little uncontrollably.

Seeing her change, Lu Yan finally smiled successfully. He turned down and rolled to the side, and hummed, "I'm sleepy, I'm sleepy."

Since you want to burn your body with desire, of course it is fair to two people together.

Bu Yao: "…"

Her mood is even worse than that of a Japanese dog.

Before she could speak, Lu Yan said again: "I have lent my body to you. I'll sleep with mine. You can do yours, come on."

Bu Yao: "…"

She couldn't tell what she felt on her body, she just felt empty and wanted to stick to him.

She hugged him from behind and whispered, "Are you angry?"

Then she heard his aggrieved voice: "You hurt me."

Bu Yao: "..." Sorry, I was wrong.

It was because she underestimated the delicateness of her captain.

Even so, he still endured not to cross the line.

Thinking about the feeling on his body, Bu Yao felt a little distressed in an instant, he would only feel more uncomfortable than her.

So her hand touched his abdomen restlessly again, and his body stiffened and instantly stretched straight.

Then her hand was pressed down, and his voice was already so low that it was unreasonable, "Be good, stop making trouble."

"I didn't make a fuss." Her voice was cold and firm, and she whispered: "I'll help you rub it."

Lu Yan was stunned for a moment, turned around and saw her big eyes bent into the shape of a crescent moon, smiling gently, "It won't hurt if you rub it."

His heart was so soft that it was so soft that it was touched. This was the person he loved. He would rather let go of his shame than let him suffer any grievance.

Seeing his scorching gaze, Bu Yao's face burned out inadvertently again, and said fiercely: "What are you looking at? Turn around!"

His footsteps were shy again.

Lu Yan couldn't hide the smile on the corner of his lips, so he turned around obediently and let her little hands mess up.

Bu Yao was so nervous that his heart was about to jump into his throat. He poked his fingers gently, and his words were almost unscrupulous: "Is this better...this?"

Lu Yan smiled deeper at the corner of his lips and teased her: "It hurts even more."

Bu Yao: "…"

She mustered up the courage to squeeze again, "What about this..."

Lu Yan's breathing became rapid, "It's still not possible."

Bu Yao: "…"

Then her hand was grabbed by him. His voice was very heavy, and it was a bit tempting: "Be good, I will teach you."

Then Bu Yao, under his leadership, gently twisted and wigged again, and from then on, the king would not go to court early...
Chapter completed!