"I have surveyed the surrounding terrain. Don't worry."

Thinking about beating his chest: "don't worry about what? You can't resist going into the room and... "

"The night is too good and you are too beautiful to be a special memory, aren't you?"

"What special memory? You are hateful. We are all civilized people. How can we be in..."

She said that she was embarrassed to say so. Shen Zhaozheng turned over and pressed her under her body. Her slender fingers carefully traced her lips: "I have done everything. If you strongly oppose just now, I will respect your choice."

"Do you mean I want to, too?"

Shen Zhaozheng's big hand imprison son, her waist: "don't you want to? Read it

His voice was so bewitching that he almost lost his mind. He shook his head violently when he came back to his senses: "no, I don't want to. If you dare to..."

He clasped her fingers, clasping them: "well, not outside, we're in the house, in the room."

Just now, in the wupeng boat, the space was too narrow. As soon as the action was big, the boat would shake violently. The water was so rippling that he did not dare to be too presumptuous. He must have failed to vent.

"Well, I'm going to take a bath. Get out of the way."

He will be restrained only if he is punished.

His hand swam on her body, thinking hard to endure the layers of agitation, suddenly pushed him away: "I really want to take a bath."

To hold back, we must hold back;

backbone, we must have backbone.

Shen Zhaozheng certainly won't force her. She gets up and slips into the bathroom in a hurry.

The man exhaled and inhaled, went to the French window, opened the window, smoked a cigarette outside, blew a cold wind for a while, and she came out of the bathroom with her hair wiped.

Shen Zhaozheng pinches his cigarette end and returns to his room. The rooms of the B & B are not big, but they seem warm.

He took the towel from her hand, thinking about snatching it: "I'll come from my own house."

He took her hand: "I'll blow your hair."

He pressed her on the carpet and he sat by the bed.

His fingers are gentle and considerate. Her hair is in the middle of the waist. Her hair is thin and soft, not particularly black, with a little flax color, natural hair color, very warm hair color.

After wiping the towel several times, his hair finally stopped dripping. He picked up the hair dryer on the side and sent the warm air out. He leaned on him comfortably.

In the late autumn season, it's very warm in the small B & B in Jiangnan Water Town, where the sun shines all day.

Cuddling up with your beloved, you can feel his most meticulous love from his every move.

What else do you want in life?

At night, they were lying in bed, thinking about pillow on his arm, French window curtain was not pulled, opposite is the farmland.

"I heard that when I came in April and may, there were large and large rape flowers, which were very beautiful."

"Then we'll come back next year."

"Well, good."

"And those who want to eat crabapple cake today will forget it when they are wandering around."

"Buy it early tomorrow morning."

"Well."

The moon is hanging by the window, the stars are blinking, and they are hugging and sleeping.

After two days in Jiangnan Water Town, they went to the nearby city to pay homage to Guanyin. When they returned, the maple leaves on the west mountain of Kyoto were red. They went to see the red maple again.

Anyway, the circle of friends is drying every day, and the bottom is the envy, jealousy and hatred of Guan Ling Jian Xia.

After playing for a week, the two returned to work.