"You, don't you," he wanted to say, "don't like me," but he thought it would embarrass her, so he said, "do you hate me?"

She didn't speak, she just leaned in his arms.

He smiles with satisfaction and holds her hand.

"It's cold. Let's go back and have a rest." He said softly.

His voice penetrated her eardrum and made her feel dizzy.

"Give me a drink. It'll be warm." She looked up at him.

Two people shrouded in the soft moonlight, with a faint smile on their faces.

"Well, don't drink any more. I'm afraid you'll be crazy with that amount of wine you drink Seeing that she had drunk one and opened another, he snatched it quickly.

"No! Do you know if you are drunk today? " She said with a smile.

However, her smile has been a little abnormal, unlike her usual, but with endless amorous feelings. He quickly turned away from her because he was afraid that he would not be able to control her tonight.

Although he wanted to have a relationship with her, more than once, he didn't do that. Tonight, she is so attractive, how can he control his behavior? If you want her in the condition that she is not conscious, it will only make everyone suffer. However, how much willpower does he have to resist her now?

Thinking of this, he snatched the wine from her hand and drank it all. Without looking at her, he got up and said, "I'll put out the fire. Sit down for a while, and we'll go back."

She laughed and looked up at him. When he inadvertently looked back, he saw this scene. His throat was tight. He felt that his heart was in a mess. He quickly put out the fire and cleaned up all the tools and rubbish they had brought.

With the fragrance of the evening wind and the effect of alcohol, he felt dizzy, but he reminded himself to be normal from time to time. However, the biggest temptation is to sit there. If you don't make this guy normal, he can't be normal.

"Dead girl, don't sit there, come and help quickly!" He had to say so, but his tone was not as convincing as it used to be.

"Yes, I'll do my job." She was still sober, so she stood up to help.

He tried not to see her, not to think in that way, but she was so close that it seemed that he could smell her fragrance.

When he had packed up, he went in the direction of the hotel, and she followed.

Both of them were carrying a small box, but she called out behind him before she took a few steps.

"What's the matter?" He walked over, as if to blame her, but not so strong power.

"Slow down, I can't see the way." She said.

"So bright --" he looked up at the next day, looked down the road, and then looked at her, "OK, you hold my hand." Then he reached for her. She showed a sweet smile and put her little hand into his palm.

Die wench, you again this appearance, careful I deal with you! He said in his heart, but quickly turned back and led her forward.

Along the way, they didn't say a word, but felt that countless electric current passed through their clenched hands.

Back in the hotel room, she was awake. She quickly pulled her hand out of him and walked past him with her head down. He was dazzled, laughed faintly and locked the door.

"Well, you take a bath first, and I'll sit down for a while." She said.

He also knew that she was embarrassed, because he was the same, so he took off his clothes and went into the bathroom.

She sat on the floor in front of the French window in the living room and looked out at the night.

It's dark. I can't see anything except the sparse stars.

I don't know what I'm thinking. It's him who comes and goes. It's killing me.

I don't know when, his voice suddenly came from behind her, "I finished washing, are you --". When she looked back, she saw that he was naked and wrapped in a bath towel around his waist, which made him blush.

"Oh, I see!" She looked out of the window for fear that he might find her uneasy.

Her voice is so trembling, he has fully understood her mind, but, in such a moment, it is better to try to calm down!

When he went to the bedroom, she got up to take a bath.

Sorry, I forgot to bring my pajamas today. How could I make such a mistake?

The water kept flowing down from her head, her mind almost separated from her body, and his figure kept flashing in her mind, especially just now. The cheek is getting hotter and hotter, even the body has a strange feeling. And the scenes of kissing with him came into her mind at this time. That crisp numb, itchy, and like a sea of pleasure, completely devour her, unconsciously, her hand gently stroked his body, as if that hand was his——

Oh, no, how could that be?

She suddenly opened her eyes, but they were misted by the running water.

He was lying on the chair playing games on his mobile phone, dispersing his willpower. When he looked at the time, he found that she had been in for a long time, almost an hour, unexpectedly!

This guy, there's no accident, is there?

He immediately stood up, threw his cell phone on the chair and ran to the bathroom. Go to the door, did not hear the sound of water.

Anyway, go in and have a look. It's not like I haven't seen her.

He opened the door and looked inside nervously. He saw her sitting in front of the make-up mirror.

"What's the matter with you?" Although she had no accident, the expression worried him.

She lowered her head, shook her head, said nothing, but held her hands tightly.

"It's getting late. Have a rest!" He said softly.

She looked up at him. Her already restless heart was beating fast again, and her cheek turned red involuntarily.

He put his hand on her shoulder and took a bath. She was only wrapped in a towel and her shoulders were bare. When he looked down, his mouth felt dry.

Two people stare at each other and say nothing.

After all, someone took the first step, he is so greedy for her soft tongue, this sweet taste, but still let her go.

All of a sudden, the dizzy feeling left her. She opened her eyes and looked at him.

His mouth gasped and his cheeks turned wine red, which was enough to confuse his whole mind.

I really want to have her. It seems that there is only one idea in his mind. And she is the same, want to taste the most beautiful taste in the world with him, want to experience the intoxicating feeling.

However, she is shy after all. The people in her eyes appear in her dreams more than once and make her obsessed more than once. At this time, maybe everything is expected, but still can't let go.

Between the twists and turns, she was unexpectedly picked up by him.

Kiss her face and press her on the bed.

No longer hesitated, no longer hesitated, his hand began to sweep on her soft skin, his kiss began to sweep all her will, let her also want to sink like himself.

She didn't know what to do and how to think. She had to give herself to him and her heart.

He kisses her lips again. Maybe it's the only taste that makes him drunk and lost.

Her body, involuntarily wriggling, although the amplitude is very small, but also revealed her feelings, babble out of the voice, but because of his voice and shame, clenching his lips.

"No biting!" He seemed to command and plead.

She opened her eyes slightly, but saw his affectionate eyes, nodding as if bewitched.

He gently kisses the tip of her nose. She closes her eyes and smiles faintly.

Soon her smile was replaced by a strange desire.

"Well," she called out.

"Pain -" she wanted him to stop.

He si ignores, just continues his own destruction.

Two legs draw irregular lines on the sheet, two hands hold the sheet tightly, I don't know if I want to push him away, or want to go further.

It's hard to wait for him to let go of her chest, and her small abdomen becomes his new target.

"No, no!" She kept shouting, but the voice changed the original meaning because of the bath, not in rejection, more like encouraging him.

He looked up at her and saw that she was relieved as if she had been granted amnesty. He continued to push her into the deep sea.

The whole body is suffused with attractive red, as he moves step by step, her voice gradually hoarse up.

Such a strange feeling, like a flame devouring her, do not know how to extricate, do not know when to extricate. Want to escape? The strange throb in her heart attracted her like a deep pool. She wanted to plunge in, but was afraid of drowning. Wandering between the desire of life and the temptation of death, she did not know the direction.