Zuo Yunshan smelled the sweet and sour smell on the empty stairs in the hotel basement.
He bent his upper body and put his mouth on the back of her neck - the neck that was often touched by the fingers that styled her hair. He hugged her from behind with both hands.
Wei Chun was not panicked.
"Stop!" The voice was majestic.
However, Zuo Yunshan knew that letting her go now would be a complete failure. Once her orders are obeyed, her next words are sure to be: Get out! That was the natural result of the majesty she displayed when faced with a dilemma, and it was probably not her original intention.
Zuo Yunshan's mouth was pressed against her sweaty skin and he didn't let go, and his hands holding her from behind didn't relax either. In this moment, he is opportunistic.
Wei Chun twisted his body, trying to throw him away from behind, while thinking about how to deal with it. She seemed to be considering a clever way of extricating herself from the young man without running away or shouting. She said again: "Stop!"
However, that voice made Zuo Yunshan feel that she was making a final struggle with her own reason.
The skin blocked his nostrils and made it difficult to breathe, but he still pressed his lips tightly. She rocked her back from side to side to get away from his lips, but he stayed close. The tip of my tongue tasted salty.
The sweet and sour smell came from her skin. The skin is younger and more delicate than Ye Ya's. The slightly chubby fat is as shiny as porcelain under the light of the floor lamp next to her. Ye Ya's skin is too thick and fatty, which makes her unflattering.
Wei Chun finally changed. She gradually became motionless. The head is drooped and the neck is stretched out. He kept his mouth on his neck and refused to let go even if he was suffocating. Now he could let go a little and take a breath. Her neck no longer moved, and she remained motionless. He calmly moved his lips to the nearest part and touched the bulge with both hands. Wearing a thick bra under her dress. Lips move to ears. He showed his teeth slightly.
Wei Chun still lowered his head and said nothing, his shoulders trembling as if he were cold. Zuo Yunshan felt that something was coming to light.
"Turn off the light." Wei Chun turned his face away and said softly. The majesty is gone.
Zuo Yunshan let go of his hand, raised his lips, and stood up. She sat on the sofa and hunched her shoulders, as if she knew what to do next.
He walked to the wall, stood at the switch, and closed the loose door with his hand. The door is automatically locked. Then he turned off the switch again. Wei Chun's figure can still be seen in the room. The floor lamp is a separate switch and the light is slightly dimmed and orange.
Zuo Yunshan quietly returned behind Wei Chun. This time he put his arm around her shoulders, and Wei Chun didn't move.
"Miss Wei Chun," Zuo Yunshan called softly, with a gentle voice. He adopts a stance that is never equitable.
He touched the zipper on her back and pulled it all the way down. The dress tore open, revealing a V-shape on her fair back. She was not wearing a petticoat, and the lining of her dress was black.
"Turn off the floor lamp." Wei Chun bent down and ordered.
Zuo Yunshan did not turn off the lights. He put his hands under her sides and picked her up. She resisted a little and felt heavy in her arms, but then she became lighter.
He picked up Wei Chun and made her face him. Her face swayed from side to side. After a while it stopped. He kissed her lips from the front. Wei Chun swayed, and he pressed his chest against her.
Wei Chun's lips didn't react easily. Although her lips were open, she did not take the initiative to kiss him.
The floor lamp was nearby, and he reached out a hand to pull the switch. Lights went out. However, the lace covering the gap in the curtains allowed a ray of light from the window to penetrate into the room.
Despite this, Wei Chun's lips remained the same. Zuo Yunshan took advantage of her body to stagger like she was drunk, dragged her to the corner, came to the sofa, put her body on the sofa, and then pounced on her. Wei Chun collapsed on the couch.
The dress slipped down from both sides of her shoulders, and her bra was lifted off. The faint light outside the window was like dim indirect lighting. He put his lips to her neck again.
Wei Chun suddenly resisted as fiercely as a fish.
"No, not here!" she scolded repeatedly, "It will leave red marks and you won't be able to go to work tomorrow."
He raised his lips hastily.
Wei Chun looked at his face motionlessly from below. The sudden urge he had given her by kissing her from behind had subsided.
"This place doesn't work, let's go over there."
The room with the curtain is the bedroom.
The bedroom separated by curtains is very small. It is for one person. The bed is not narrow, but it is not a double bed either. It almost takes up the entire space. There is only a side table with a small lamp next to it. It is hung moderately on the cream-colored wall. There is a small picture frame with a painting of roses.
Wei Chun never made any strong reaction. She either closed her eyes or looked into the distance when it came to Zuo Yunshan's sexual behavior. But when she lost her inhibitions and balance for a moment, sometimes she held her hands tightly, sometimes her fingernails grabbed the sheets, and she never hugged her from below. His neck.
There was a little sweat on Wei Chun's forehead, and his breath was a little disordered, but it was not to the extent that Zuo Yunshan expected. Although his eyes were closed, his face was thoughtful.
Wei Chun's body seems to have no habitual experience, but it is very mature. Although the flesh is not plump, the delicate skin is as smooth and elastic as soap. Her body is younger than her appearance.
Zuo Yunshan couldn't help but compare Wei Chun and Ye Ya at this time. Ye Ya's body has aged at the same time as her age. The thick pieces of meat are bulky and the skin has become saggy.
Moreover, Ye Ya is very greedy. She herself said that she might have an abnormal constitution. She used her elder's shamelessness to make all kinds of shameless and ugly gestures on him, flirting with him in every possible way. She lost her composure due to her excessive impulsiveness. She stared, moaned loudly, twisted her body, and breathed heavily because of her enlarged heart.
Ye Ya said that she was not interested in her husband and would not do these things with him. This may be true. Her husband showed little interest in her and distanced himself from her. So she turned her desire to Zuo Yunshan, who was younger than her and more energetic than her husband, without any regard for dignity or concealment. When a married woman comes into contact with outsiders, she will often be stimulated by feelings of alienation and immorality and produce desires. This is how her desires are generated from the beginning.
What's more, the other person is younger than you, and that kind of motherly love can easily arouse stimulating impulses. Everything is from a teaching perspective, forming an inverted consciousness like a middle-aged man treating a young woman.
Ye Ya first taught Zuo Yunshan everything she learned from her husband, and later taught him many new skills. She scolded him, lost her temper with him, but then tried her best to comfort him. Nothing could satisfy her.
