V2.Chapter 500

Night came quietly, when the last ray of sunlight on the windowsill disappeared with the disappearance of the sun, Wang Fan lying on the bed gave a long breath.

From the spiritual level, Wang fan can't imagine what will happen in this room.

Although Qianxue, as an adult, has the right to choose whether to keep the oath or not, it is not a glorious thing after all.

Subconsciously, Wang Fan has a sense of guilt.

After all, Shenfeng is not what it used to be. Qianxue may choose to use her body in exchange for maintaining the development of Shenfeng, so the oath can only be an excuse.

As an adult male, Wang Fan feels that taking advantage of others' danger is very immoral.

However, Liu Juan felt that, just as Zhang Ailing wrote in her book, "the way to a woman's heart is hum."

Therefore, if you want to leave Qianxue by your side, you must follow Liu Juan's meaning to accomplish what a man should accomplish. After all, without any feelings of concern, it is not enough to be valued.

As a woman, will possess her first man, has the most difficult to give up feelings.

Although Shenfeng organization has declined, it still has a certain influence in r country. The essence of Jinbuhuan is Ninja's military grain pill. If you want to investigate Jinbuhuan's affairs, it will inevitably involve many things in r country.

If Wang Fan wants to rely on Shenfeng organization and tie this ancient organization to his own warship, he must use Qianxue as a chip. Therefore, no matter how reluctant Wang fan is, he must accept this arrangement.

Therefore, the spiritual sense of guilt can not be used as a reason for Wang Fan to refuse this arrangement.

In fact, from the physiological level, Wang fan is still unable to resist this temptation.

At the thought of trembling horsetails shaking in front of his eyes, and the soft sound of snow reverberating in the room, Wang fan can feel how high the activity of adrenal hormones in his body is.

About r country's love action films, Wang fan does not dare to deny that he has had contact with them. Moreover, many classic works shot by famous female actresses are also preserved in his personal computer as a memory of youth.

"Yayu butterfly"

I don't know when this line began to reverberate in my ears. The unique soft voice of women and the shining skin under the light also appeared in Wang Fan's mind.

"Sister Qianxue, don't blame my brother for not being human, but my sister for being charming!"

Wang Fan, in the collision of soul and body, looks at the ceiling above his head, struggling in his heart and giving out the most real cry.

Wang fan is just an ordinary normal man. He is not Liu Xiahui's reincarnation, and there is nothing hard to say. So he feels that his reaction and decision are understandable. At least he feels that he has struggled.

Determined Wang Fan took a look at the door. The closed door isolated everything outside. The wooden door looked very simple, which made people feel more ceremonial.

"What should I tell her? Would it be rude to come up and take off your clothes? "

Imagining the appearance of Qianxue with a pair of horsetails at the door, Wang Fan thinks he should be gentle.

Although Qianxue is not as soft as she looks, she is a girl after all. She will show her reserve that a girl should have.

Raised his arm, Wang fan head out of a layer of cold sweat, he bit his teeth and tried several times, found that the arm was injured by a thousand snow, still can't normal activities.

"It seems that we can only solve the problem of undressing with one hand!"

The injured is his right hand. Wang fan is not left-handed, so he is worried and anxious about what he will do next.

I don't want to be rude, but the clumsiness of my left hand is not enough to accomplish many things that don't seem to be suffering.

For example, if the action of unlocking bra is performed with the right hand, Wang fan can do it easily and gently.

It can be operated by the left hand. Obviously, it is difficult for him to show the tenderness he should have. Even because of his clumsy technique, he will cause embarrassment between two people.

And Wang Fan also found a problem, that is, how to do his own clothes?

Will Qianxue look shy and help him finish these complicated things?

In the face of Qianxue's shy expression, should Wang Fan give her a warm kiss?

Wang Fan, who just had a passion with Miao Qing, actually had little experience in this field, and when he was with Miao Qing, he was in a passive acceptance and had no chance to take the initiative.

There is a lot of uncertainty in the current situation, which also makes Wang Fan feel a little nervous. He can feel his heart beat faster and his breathing becomes heavy.

"Hi! Cheer up, don't let a little girl laugh at you

Feeling thirsty, Wang Fan orders himself loudly in his heart. He can even feel his face burning. In the blood vessels of his head, the blood is about to have a Baidu appearance.

"Maybe I can hold her first, tell her a story, or sing a song, which will be very warm. After all, it's just the beginning."

Sitting up slowly and leaning on the head of the bed, Wang Fan's mind flashed some scenes in literary and artistic films where the male and female protagonists were warm together.

Emotional communication, will always let people slowly ease the embarrassing atmosphere, and this kind of communication, also contribute to the spiritual level of enjoyment, which is different from the physical desire of a way.

With a thousand shy snow in her arms, the fragrance of her hair comes from her breath and the temperature on her skin. These fantasies make Wang Fan look forward to it.

When the desire in the body is aroused, many of the previous worries will be forgotten, the hunger and thirst is no longer just the body.

The night outside the window is getting darker, the light of the moon is shining on the windowsill, and the marble windowsill is full of blue light, which makes people have an illusion, as if all this is to prove that there is a trace of light in the dark.

On the road paved with bluestone slabs, there came a gentle sound of footsteps. Through the door which was not thick, the sound of footsteps came to Wang Fan's ears.

Just like hearing the alarm bell, Wang Fan, who was still in a wild state of mind, quickly withdrew his thoughts and sat upright on the bed, leaning slightly on the head of the bed, staring at the direction of the door without blinking.

"Don't be nervous, let alone excited, and don't leave a bad impression on Qianxue!"

After wiping the saliva at the corner of his mouth, Wang Fan tried to calm his excited forehead and heart, and a charming smile appeared on his face.

"Creak"

When the wooden door was pushed open, the blue moonlight came into the room, and a black figure came into Wang Fan's eyes.