Fragrant Spring - 143 Passion Interruption

After Liping left, Qiaoying went to hold Ah Jian's hand again. She said, "Let's go!"

Ah Jian was still a little scared. He pushed Qiaoying's hand and said, "Stop holding me. I'll go by myself. I'm so embarrassed to be seen."

Qiaoying held his arm and refused to let go. She said playfully: "What are you afraid of? Don't let go until someone else is around."

Ah Jian said nothing more, feeling nervous and excited at the same time. The journey home was not long, and he arrived home soon. Zhishu Li and his wife were at home, and they did not go to watch TV. They had gone to watch one night, and they didn't even have a chair to sit on.

Then she stopped going. Qiaoying let go of Ah Jian as soon as she reached the door, and walked gently into Ah Jian's room.

Ah Jian's mother and Secretary Li were doing some homework in the kitchen. When they heard the sound of the main room opening the door, they shouted: "Who is it?"

"Me." Ah Jian answered quickly, his voice trembling a little because he was back with Qiaoying.

Qiaoying originally wanted to see Ah Jian off, but this time she ran into Ah Jian's room. Ah Jian had already had a premonition of what was going to happen, and his heart was beating wildly. He and Qiaoying entered the room, but the lights were not turned on yet.

, Qiaoying hugged him and kissed him passionately. Ah Jianyi, his mouth was always dry after drinking, but now kissing Qiaoying was like tasting nectar. He hugged Qiaoying,

Walking to the bed, they both fell on the bed.

Qiaoying gasped and whispered: "Go and fasten the door."

Ah Jian obeyed and locked the door. When he came over, Qiaoying had already taken off her shoes and got on the bed. Ah Jian quickly kicked off her shoes, got on the bed and pressed on Qiaoying's body. In the darkness, he was wildly moving on Qiaoying.

Ying's face and neck were covered with kisses.

The strong smell of alcohol and smoke invaded Qiaoying, making her feel the breath of a man, the breath of a strong mountain man. Qiaoying was almost suffocated. She stroked Ah Jian's head and wanted to tear him apart.

She was afraid of hurting him, so she wanted to push him down, but she was also afraid that she wouldn't be able to breathe. At this time, she felt a chill in her stomach, and Ah Jian put his hand into her clothes and quickly pressed down on her.

On the warm naizi, Qiaoying couldn't tell whether it was desire or excitement, she actually started to tremble slightly.

Ah Jian was no longer as restrained as last time, maybe because he was a little drunker and a little bolder. After touching her for a while, he started to take off Qiaoying's clothes. Qiaoying was also very cooperative, leaning her waist to let her

He took off his coat. After only three or two strokes, Ah Jian started to pick or pull it, leaving Qiaoying naked. At this time, his eyes adapted to the darkness, and he could gradually see Qiaoying's body.

. He lowered his head, aimed at a bayberry of Qiaoying, and sucked it into his mouth.

Qiaoying only felt a tingling sensation, and Ah Jian's somewhat long beard pricked her itchingly. She instinctively pulled the quilt to cover Ah Jian and herself. Under the quilt, she fumbled with Ah Jian's clothes, and she also

She had to strip Ah Jian naked, otherwise it wouldn't be fair. But Ah Jian moved around, and she couldn't take off Ah Jian's clothes even after trying several times.

Ah Jian had kissed him enough under the quilt. He was tired of kissing and suffocated to death. He got out of the quilt to breathe. Then Qiaoying hugged him and asked gently: "What, are you hot?"

"hot."

"Do you love me?"

"Love." Ah Jian said without thinking, and then retreated into bed.

Qiaoying grabbed him and pulled his clothes up. Ah Jian quickly took off his clothes, and then hugged Qiaoying tightly. The two hot bodies were stuck together like glue, rolling. Ah Jian felt

Why is this action so familiar? I think I have done it before? Yes, I have done it before. When I was a child and played the husband-wife game with Haijiao, didn't I often roll like this with Haijiao? Haijiao, what is Haijiao doing now?

Why did she show that faint sadness today? And why does her baby have no name? These questions kept popping up in Ah Jian's mind. His arms around Qiaoying gradually loosened, and finally, he stopped rolling.

.

Qiaoying was a little surprised, why did he stop? So she asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Ah Jian was evasive, "No...it's nothing."

Qiaoying felt that Ah Jian's thing that was pressing against her thigh just now was quickly softening. She was vaguely aware of something, but she was too embarrassed to ask, so she had to hold him and gently stroke his thigh.

back.

"Let's get dressed, let's..." Ah Jian paused and then said, "I don't think we are married yet."

"Yeah." Qiaoying didn't blame Ah Jian, thinking that maybe he was really more traditional, or maybe he was saving the best for the wedding night as the book said. This is what I usually read in books.

That said, thinking about it this way, Qiaoying felt that it was nothing, but felt that she was quite coquettish.

Ah Jian got out of bed, groped for his clothes silently, and slowly put them on. His drunkenness was gone. He didn't understand why he suddenly thought of Hai Jiao at this moment. Could it be that he still had a crush on her? Thinking about it.

Jian felt it was a bit ridiculous. He already had a husband, and he had never had a crush on him since he entered junior high school. The Qiaoying in front of him was much prettier than her, and she loved him so much. How could he still have a crush on her?

Where's Hai Jiao? It's impossible, impossible, Ah Jian couldn't help but deny it to himself. Ah Jian put on his clothes and shoes, walked to the counter and sat down, lit a cigarette, and said with a complicated mood: "Ah

Ying, I'm dressed, you can put it on."

Qiaoying sat up and touched her side twice. Her clothes were in a mess, so she said, "Turn on the light, I can't find my clothes."

Ah Jian turned on the light and sat back at the counter, not daring to look at Qiaoying.

Qiaoying found her underwear and long johns and put them on, then took her bra and put it on. After putting it on, she moved the two naizi to the middle. Over the past six months, she gradually understood that this bra was not only for

It looks good when worn, and it also prevents naizi from sagging and spreading to both sides. Qiaoying looked for her autumn clothes, but couldn't find them. She just found one with a five-pointed star printed on the chest, and the People's Liberation Army of China, etc.

Such autumn clothes are made by Ah Jian. Could it be that he wore them wrong just now? Qiaoying said shyly: "You are wearing my clothes."

Ah Jian said without even looking at it: "No."

"It's Qiu Yi. Look, this is yours." Qiaoying said and threw Ah Jian's Qiu Yi to him.

When Ah Jian took the autumn clothes and took a look, he realized that he had put them on wrong. Both of their autumn clothes were green, and the lights had not been turned on. No wonder there was a fragrance when he put them on. He quickly said: "I'm sorry."

I'm sorry." He said and immediately took off his clothes.

Qiaoying saw his nervous look and smiled, thinking that Ah Jian was so cute when he was with her.

After Ah Jian took off his clothes, he handed Qiaoying's autumn clothes to Qiaoying. He looked at Qiaoying sitting there wearing only a bra on her upper body. Her skin was like condensation, moist and tender, especially the exposed half of her naizi.

, it was even more white and rosy. He looked at it, and the thing in his crotch quietly lifted up again.
Chapter completed!