Chapter 1876: Love Buried in Time (94)

She was thinking, there was a noise coming downstairs.
She opened the window to look out the window, and the light penetrated into the room. Jing Yu cocked her lips, and Qi Jinnian said, "Hang up first, I have something here."
Qi Jinnian smelled ambiguous and joked: "It's so late, what else can happen? Uh?"
"Just you talk a lot." Jing Yu smirked and hung up the phone.
Yu Zeyao had seen the light in her room outside the door, and all day's tiredness seemed to disappear because of this light. Solemnly, they would send him in the door as usual, and he waved, "Go back first."
Enter your fingerprint and push in. In the room, the housekeepers were off work, and they were quiet.
He changed his shoes in and only turned on a dim light. Hearing the upstairs, I saw that Jingyu had come downstairs and was wearing very thin pajamas.
The two eyes met.
Even with the lights off, her eyes were particularly bright. At night it seemed that the waves were rippling with a touch of charm. She walked halfway and didn't move, standing on the stairs and watching him far away.
Yu Zeyao went upstairs with great strides. Walked to her without saying a word, picked her up and went upstairs. Jing Yu was hugged like this, panting, his hand instinctively stretched around his neck.
He kicked open the door of the master bedroom, and couldn't even close the door and put her on the table. Jing Yu's slender legs were climbing his waist, he caught her chin, and kissed impatiently. Big palm has begun to pull on her pajamas.
She was wearing a pair of top and bottom pajamas today. The top was a cardigan. He unbuttoned the two buttons and immediately lost his patience. He pulled the clothes directly with a big palm.
Jing Yu gasped, this man was too rough. This pajamas was soaked again.
"Fish, help me take off my clothes." He muttered, twiddling her earlobe. Jing Yu felt like she was being eaten by her body. Her whole body was so numb that she shivered, her toes curled up.
She unbuttoned his shirt and unbuttoned it a few, and he was impatient, and hurriedly pulled off the belt.
Jing Yu's pajamas were also picked off by him and thrown on the ground.
Jing Yu had little experience, and the sudden strong shock made her tremble, and she could not bear to bite on his shoulder.
He didn't dare to move immediately, endured, and felt the warmth and contentment of having her. Hearing her hum, he whispered, "Does it still hurt?"
"... okay."
It doesn't hurt.
Just hasn't fully adapted yet.
Yu Zeya gasped, "You are still like the first time."
Jing Yu frowned and asked, "Is it so bad?"
He chuckled and kissed her earlobe. "You're never bad at all, just ..."
"What is it?"
"The disadvantages please my experience and I will learn slowly later."
Jing Yu's legs were clamped, he took a breath, and a fire ignited in his eyes, "please me not you, torture me you are first-class.
What a hell! He had wanted her to get used to it!
He hugged her and pressed him to bed. Jing Yu screamed, Yu Zeyao clasped her hands on her head, her tall figure oppressed her from top to bottom, "Yuer, now you are provoking me, don't blame me for being indifferent to you for a while. You know?"
After that, Jingyu was groggy, and everything was out of her control. Whether physical or mental, she could only follow the rhythm of the man.
She was turned over and lying on the bed. The heavy impact brought her almost crazy excitement and joy, and almost made her almost faint.
As if floating in the deep sea, grabbing a driftwood, she instinctively pulled the man's finger tightly.
He held her with one hand around her waist to hold her, and propped his hand on the bed.
The five fingers are long and strong, and the arms are strong. Because of the force, the blue tendons on the arm were stretched, and a thin layer of fine sweat appeared. When Jing Yu was anxious, the man was also groggy and scratched the wound several times in his hand.
Yu Zeyao was not upset, letting herself be arbitrary.

It was already a long time after the end, Jing Yu was lying on the bed, Yu Zeyao was on her. He stayed quietly in her body for several minutes, not willing to evacuate.
The sheets under the two were wet.
A few minutes later, Jing Yu finally found some strength and moved. He snorted, and the man's fierce body immediately reacted again, agitating fiercely, with great energy.
Jing Yu was anxious, moved his body, and wanted to quickly avoid this dangerous element. But he clenched his waist tightly, and patted her on the hip warningly, "Don't move, the worse you move."
She also felt that someone's reaction was indeed getting stronger.
She twisted her flushed face to see him, her eyes still covered with a mist of infatuation, and her voice was soft, "I can't do it."
This is clearly asking for mercy.
Yu Zeyao looked at her weak and pitiful appearance, smiled, and bit her nose, "I know you can't do it, just let you go."
He stepped out and fell aside, hooking his long arms and holding her in his arms.
There was sweat on both of them, but at the moment no one felt how bad it was. When he hugged her, she ran into his arms obediently and lay on his chest.
Yu Zeyao looked up at the ceiling, feeling that it was the most complete. He glanced at him and kissed her forehead affectionately again.
She snorted without opening her eyes.
The two of them lay on the bed quietly for a while. When she was almost asleep, he was taken from the bed into the bathroom.
After she came out, she hadn't put on her pajamas, but he took them away and threw them away.
Jing Yu glared at him in annoyance, and pressed him to the bed again with a messy kiss. She was kissed out of her soul again, and heard him murmur: "Just foreplay is not enough, this time, let's take your time ..."
Jing Yu was speechless and could only cling to his neck in response to his instincts and respond to his kiss.
The body, already in this deep kiss, became softer and softer as if to melt.
She doesn't exclude the intimacy of the two, and she even rejoices.
This feeling has nothing to do with desire and has to do with love.
After some toss, when it was ready from the bathroom, it was already two in the morning. When Yu Zeyao came out of the bathroom, she saw that she was not lying in bed, but was still packing the sheets.
She hadn't worn the pajamas he had just torn off, just put his shirt on.
She is slender, but she's nice. A shirt was worn over her, covering her hips, exposing long, good-looking legs. Long hair waisted, slightly curly, hanging down behind.