He Xianmo's breathing became heavier and heavier. He had never been able to resist her teasing, not unintentionally, not even intentionally. He was no match for her.
He Xianmo felt as if his energy and blood were rushing to his head, and he used his remaining sense to reply to her: "I just happened to see it."
"Oh, that's it, that's a coincidence." Zhou Ruo smiled, "I can choose the one that suits my taste. We have a tacit understanding~"
As she spoke, her body moved erratically, their thighs rubbed together, and the atmosphere became increasingly ambiguous.
He Xianmo had reached the critical point and couldn't bear it any longer. He pinched her calves and picked her up.
Zhou Ruo hung her legs around his waist and yelled "Ouch", but it was more like flirting than rejection.
He Xianmo carried her directly to the bathroom.
As soon as the door closed, before he could do anything, Zhou Ruo had already begun to peel off his clothes. After He Xianmo was stunned for a second, he tore off her pajamas.
Their clothes quickly became tangled together and fell to the ground, and no one bothered to pick them up.
He Xianmo pushed Zhou Ruo's shoulders and brought her to the shower, lifted her chin and kissed her hard.
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After suppressing it for a week, coupled with the self-stretching of the past two days, and the mentality of wandering back and forth between heaven and hell today, He Xianmo could not accept it.
After Zhou Ruo spent a day shopping, he could only lie down.
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At the end, Zhou Ruo experienced the feeling of a blank mind for the first time in a long time. He lay on the bed and didn't want to move.
He Xianmo had just picked up his glasses and put them on, when he turned around and saw Zhou Ruo's calves.
Her calves were pressed against the sheets and looked very white under the light, and the pendant on her anklet was also shining.
He Xianmo turned back, bent down, grabbed her ankles with his hands, and pressed his lips to her calves.
He discovered that he seemed to like her calves and ankles, and had noticed them since their first meeting.
He kissed gently.
Zhou Ruo closed his eyes and let out an "ah" after feeling the itch on his calf.
The strength in He Xianmo's hand suddenly increased a bit, and the anger that had subsided was likely to come back.
"It's so itchy." Zhou Ruo's calf is a little sensitive, maybe it's because of the itchy flesh growing here. Normally, others can't even scratch her. "Hurry up and let go."
He Xianmo ignored her and continued to kiss her calf line with his lips.
"It's really impossible, I'm going to kick you." Zhou Ruo warned He Xianmo.
He Xianmo still refused to let go.
Zhou Ruo was rude and started to kick him with both legs, but she was exhausted and couldn't use her usual strength. Not only did she fail to kick him, but He Xianmo also clamped her ankles on both sides.
He Xianmo felt that she was losing energy, and suddenly felt revengeful. He grabbed her ankles and pulled her forward, putting both her legs on his shoulders.
At this time, both of them were naked. As a result, he lowered his head slightly...
He didn't have time to wear TAO tonight.
He Xianmo lowered his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him, took a deep breath, "I'll take you to take a bath."
Zhou Ruo has no objection to this. She should take a bath. Not only must she take a bath, but she must also change the sheets, otherwise she won't be able to sleep tonight.
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Zhou Ruo stood there, enjoying He Xianmo's bathing service with his eyes closed.
She has never been a shy person, and there is no word "shy" in her life dictionary. On the contrary, He Xianmo felt a little uncomfortable in the end.
Zhou Ruo felt that he was hesitant in his movements, so he opened his eyes and met his eyes.
"...You can wash the rest yourself." He Xianmo's voice was so hoarse that it was almost drowned by the sound of dripping water.
Zhou Ruo held down his hand, "But I just want you to wash it for me. Whoever pollutes it will be treated."
He Xianmo: "..."
"Hurry." Zhou Ruo closed his eyes and urged him, "I'm sleepy. Clean up and go to bed."
He Xianmo couldn't refuse, so he had to "service" her as she requested.
It's just that the hormonal reaction between two people is too strong. Even if neither party means it, they can't avoid the feeling.
Especially Zhou Ruo.
This was a great torment and torture for He Xianmo. His eyes were getting redder and redder, and he pressed her shoulder with one hand: "Stop fucking."
"Then please hurry up." Zhou Ruo put her chin on his shoulder, "Hurry up and wash it for me."
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He Xianmo didn't know how he could bear to finish bathing her.
After more than forty minutes of struggling from taking a shower to changing the sheets, the two finally managed to lie down on the bed.
Zhou Ruo fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. He Xianmo covered her with a quilt, during which he caught a glimpse of an inconspicuous scar on her upper arm.
As a doctor, He Xianmo quickly realized what it was.
He raised his hand and touched the place, "When did you start doing skin burial?"
"Oh... the past two years." Zhou Ruo was almost asleep, and his voice when answering questions was much muffled.
He Xianmo: "Why do you do it?"
Zhou Ruo: "It's safe."
He Xianmo: "..."
What he actually wanted to ask was whether she liked not taking any measures - so many times between the two of them, they only took measures once, and Zhou Ruo never reminded him when he didn't do it.
Although she had said before that she would take measures like others, He Xianmo didn't know whether that was true or not.
By the time he finished thinking, Zhou Ruo had already fallen asleep.
He Xianmo stared at her sleeping state for a while, turned around and turned off the bedside lamp, lay down next to her, and soon fell asleep.
He Xianmo hadn't slept well for several days, and tonight was the day he had the best sleep quality.
However, his biological clock was very strict and he woke up on time at 6:30 the next morning.
When he opened his eyes, He Xianmo found that Zhou Ruo was riding on him.
One of her legs was draped over his lap, and her arms were hugging his body, as if she was treating him as a life-size pillow.
She was sleeping soundly, and her long and dense eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyelids. Now she was wearing no makeup, and her temperament looked much gentler than when she usually put on makeup. She didn't know what she was dreaming about, but the corners of her mouth were still raised. Get up.
A bit like a child who hasn't grown up.
At this time, she adjusted her posture again, but she was still hanging on him.
Seeing that she was sleeping so soundly, He Xianmo decided not to wake her up for the time being after hesitation, so he just lay there motionless, dutifully acting as her pillow.
Zhou Ruo woke up an hour later.
When she opened her eyes, she found that she was hanging on He Xianmo, and judging from He Xianmo's condition, it seemed that he had woken up a long time ago.
After reacting, Zhou Ruo got off He Xianmo.
She sat up, rubbed her neck, and asked He Xianmo casually: "Have I been riding on you?"
He Xianmo also sat up and looked for his glasses, "I don't know, I just woke up."
Zhou Ruo said "Oh", wondering if she believed what he said, "I'm sorry, I don't sleep well when I'm too tired."
He Xianmo put on his clothes and said calmly: "Are you talking about drooling?"
