Pampering the sea

Xin Yue huddled into a ball in Yan Zhan's arms, and she firmly grasped Yan Zhan's sleeves, as if she couldn't breathe.

"Where does it hurt?"

There was a hint of eagerness in Yan Zhan's deep voice.

"Yan Zhan, I...I feel so hurt, my heart is still tight...I can't breathe...I can't come..."

She grabbed her chest with one hand, as if she wanted to tear off her clothes.

Yan Zhan grabbed her hand and said decisively after a brief hesitation:

"Let me do it."

Yan Zhan turned her body so that her back was facing him.

Then, he reached out to the clothes in front and untied her belt. Soon, the clothes on the upper body came off one after another, revealing the girl's tender white back in Yan Zhan's sight.

Even if their backs were only facing each other, they were still very close to each other, so close that Yan Zhan could smell the faint fragrance emanating from the girl's body, with a deadly fragrance rushing towards his world.

His breathing suddenly became rapid.

The back without a trace of cover made his throat tight, and his fingertips tremblingly extended towards Xin Yue's infinitely beautiful back. The skin was condensed into fat, and the bones were made of ice jade. Where his fingers collided, the tentacles were terribly smooth and tender. The layering creates a sultry heat.

Her waist is so slender, as weak as a willow supporting the wind.

The burning from heart to body made Yan Zhan feel strange, he dared not let this emotion go, and after a brief daze, he resolutely stretched his fingers towards the thread on her back, the ups and downs of her chest. , the line that made her breathless.

The shackles are undone.

But in the next moment, the softness of the whole world came one after another.

Xin Yue's body seemed to have fallen into unprecedented weakness, and he couldn't hold on any longer and fell down. His white jade-like body just fell into Yan Zhan's arms.

Whose world is in chaos.

Yan Zhan's back stiffened, and he felt Xin Yue's body slipping in his arms, and subconsciously stretched his hand towards Xin Yue's waist, his slightly trembling palm caressed her soft waist, and the surging flames in his body were unprecedentedly high-pitched stand up.

As for Xin Yue in his arms, perhaps because of this sudden strange touch, he groaned unbearably while he was half asleep and half awake.

Yan Zhan didn't dare to lower his head as if he was being shocked by an electric shock, because he knew that once he bent down, the scenery on her chest would come into his eyes, and everything would probably develop into a situation he couldn't have expected.

He took a deep breath, and Xin Yue's whispering voice came out:

"cold……"

Realizing that Xin Yue was not wearing any clothes, Yan Zhan hurriedly put them on for her. He was still facing her back, but because he had to tie the belt on his chest, he had no choice but to turn her body around.

As soon as he pulled it over, he regretted it.

Because he overestimated the quality of his clothes in a hurry, the clothes on the back of Xin Yue were neatly dressed, but the clothes on the front were not so satisfactory.

The loose clothes couldn't hide the half-revealed spring light, and the upright plumpness was faintly visible, Yan Zhan's eyes were deep, and he felt that his saying that she had small breasts was simply nonsense.

His trembling fingers couldn't hold her silk belt firmly, and thin sweat protruded from Yan Zhan's forehead. He gave up the idea of ​​continuing to tidy her clothes, and hurriedly pulled the quilt aside and covered her body.

He himself fell down and fell on the bed with her.

She is inside the quilt, he is outside the quilt.He covered her head in an airtight posture, as if he was calming his turbulent heart.

However, there is no peace for a moment.

He can never forget the lingering touch when his hand touched her soft chest, couldn't ignore her momentary blush when his hand reached into her clothes, couldn't resist the ripples and throbbing caused by looking at her or touching her .

He thought he was going crazy.

"Hmm..." Xin Yue felt bored and poked his head out from under the quilt, but his eyes were never opened.

Yan Zhan's heart was beating like a drum, and suddenly Xin Yue stretched out a hand from under the quilt, and hooked his neck carelessly. She was probably dreaming, with a faint smile on her face, and a soft tease from her mouth:

"Yan Zhan, good brother..."

Her sleeping face was pure and innocent, and her thick eyelashes trembled like a delicate fan, stirring up the fire in his body a little more.

Xu Shi's mouth was dry, Xin Yue unconsciously licked his lips, those lips were pink, infinitely alluring, Yan Zhan's throat tightened, he told himself, repeatedly told himself, this is impossible, his taste is not good It might be so, he couldn't possibly be interested in such a manly woman.

This must be an illusion.

Yes, they are brothers.Well, absolutely.Yes, see her as a man, that's all.

However, it still cannot be settled.

What emerges in front of my eyes is always her frail, timid and pitiful appearance when she reveals her true feelings, her calm appearance when she flicks her hair and spouts witty words, and she always falls unconsciously in his arms with her hair disheveled The charming appearance with a flushed face is always a cute appearance when she utters displeasure words, seeming angry and angry.

Also, I obviously can't recall, and I should choose to be dusty, but the beautiful appearance that keeps coming to my mind-her snow-white back, the skin of the neck that can be broken by blows, the delicate and charming collarbone, and the faintly visible chest The graceful hills and peaks, the waist as soft as willow branches.

Yan Zhan felt that if he didn't leave the scene, everything would be difficult to clean up.

However, an inexplicable emotion filled his heart, bit by bit encroaching on his reason.

Then hug across the quilt, just for a while.a while.

Then, a lot of one after another.

Then, um, fell asleep.

Then, it gets a little cold.

Then, she flicked off her shoes and pulled over the quilt, shrinking a little into the bed.

It's really cold, and the quilt is thin. Hey, there seems to be a layer of hot blanket next to it. Is it weird?Why can't it be opened?Forget it, I'm so sleepy, let's just hug and sleep.

……

The next day, when Xin Yue opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a handsome face magnified countless times in front of her.

Yan Zhan's face was as pure as jade, without blemish, his face was pressed against Xin Yue's cheek, and buried into her neck with Xin Yue's slight movements.

Xin Yue's body was still weak, she tried her best to raise her arms, and found that the clothes were still intact, and her frown relaxed.

But, what's going on here?

The man's hand was placed around her waist, and there was no gap between the two of them. His breath was evenly and densely sprinkled on her neck. Xin Yue lowered his head, and he could see the corner of his thin lips. A faintly satisfied smile.

The breath on the man's body was as fresh as bamboo after the rain, and it smelled so unbelievably good that Xin Yue blushed unavoidably.

But pushing him, he didn't move, and Xin Yue, who was weak all over, couldn't push him away as hard as before. She didn't think of waking him up for a while, because she thought of something that was enough to shock her to death.

She vaguely remembered that it was she who reached out to Yan Zhan's shoulder and pulled him closer to her, and the brothers said: "Yan Zhan, good brother."

Then, Yan Zhan made friends with her and fell asleep together?

Certainly so.

Xin Yue wanted to cry but had no tears. All her mistakes were her own fault, which made her feel so embarrassed now...

She didn't even want to wake Yan Zhan up, she would be so embarrassed then.

But being hugged by him so tightly, what's more.

Xin Yue fell into entanglement like never before.

so sad...