After My Ex-Boyfriend’s White Moonlight Proposed to Me

Chapter Seventy Five

Lan Zhai has always been blameless in pursuing the principle of "giving customers the most intimate and comfortable service". The bathroom lights are not very bright, and they softly hit Xie Ning's face.

Xie Ning didn't feel any discomfort for this, but he still closed his eyes as if irritated.

In most of the time, Xie Ning is not awkward to Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan is proud and confident, this is his innate character: once he has made up his mind, he will do his best to complete it.

And he does have proud capital. The past two decades have gone smoothly, and he has never suffered anything from anyone, but many people have suffered.

Zhuang Yan's father used to worry about his temperament, saying that sooner or later he would fall into a big somersault, and then said, "His temperament, maybe he really should suffer hardships to grow up."

Ms. Qiao has a different view on this: "It is not necessary to experience failure to grow. Some people are born with the pride of heaven."

Zhuang Yan's father took a look at her and said, "It's just that you always praise him so much, that's why you cultivated him into such an incredible appearance."

Ms. Qiao smiled: "Because I know him and know that he has a precise plan for life. You only see what he wants to do, and finally succeeded, but you don’t know how many misguided roads and frustrations he has experienced during this period, but he Too stubborn, one road leads to the end, to the end, if it is a dead end, the wall is demolished, and he happens to have this ability. His self-confidence is built on his own strong foundation, and it is not harmful."

Zhuang Yan's father concluded in his last sentence: "I can't tell you anyway."

Zhuang Yan's life has been uneventful, so he is more confident and arbitrary. He will not let go when he finds it, and will not look back after finding the way he wants to go.

But Shainin is not.

Xie Ning's past was bumpy and bumpy, he had deeply questioned himself, and for countless nights, he closed that dazed heart alone.

He became indifferent, wanted nothing, didn't have much obsession, and lived every day with the flow.

In the eyes of others, this is probably a kind of docile.

And such a gentle, directionless Mr. Rabbit crashed into Mr. Blue Whale's arms and was hugged by him and placed on his generous back.

So Mr. Blue Whale's direction became his direction.

When Zhuang Yan pretended to help him take a bath, Xie Ning wanted to reject him with a standpoint.

But when Zhuang Yan curled his lips and watched with a smile, Xie Ning's position became unstable.

Mr. Rabbit, who is very stalwart, was pushed into the bathroom by Mr. Blue Whale.

Zhuang Yan pressed him against the wall and kissed him for a long time.

They have kissed countless times, Zhuang Yan took the initiative, he took the initiative, and all.

Sometimes you just rub your lips against the other person's skin affectionately, which is warm and natural; sometimes the lips and tongue are intertwined, the body fluid exchanges, and the kiss is warm and irritating.

Today's kiss gave Shainin a different feeling.

Xie Ning thought it might be that he was too nervous, so he had a different psychology.

But he could feel how much strength Zhuang Yan's hands used, as if he was not allowed to have the slightest chance to escape, and the place where his waist was pressed began to faintly become hot.

Xie Ning even felt that there might be indentations on it.

What Xie Ning can't bear most is the look in Zhuang Yan's eyes looking at him at this time, the end of his eyebrows is slightly raised, that kind of inevitable look makes him look like a hunter, and Xie Ning is the one he is looking at. rabbit.

He has nowhere to escape and is destined to be swallowed by hunters.

Xie Ning had to close his eyes, pull at Zhuang Yan's clothes corners with both hands helplessly, and was forced to raise his head under Zhuang Yan's powerful offensive, to endure this wine-scented kiss.

It was not particularly strong, but not too weak, and the breath filled his nose, and Xie Ning remembered that Zhuang Yan drank more than he drank.

He realized afterwards that he actually didn't know how good Zhuang Yan's drink was.

Is Zhuang Yan sober now or drunk?

The hand holding the corner of the clothes paused, Xie Ning asked in a low voice while Zhuang Yan let go of him slightly, "Are you drunk?"

"No." Zhuang Yan answered quickly, his breath was close at hand when he was speaking, "Don't speak in a hurry, open your mouth, and remember to exhale."

Xie Ning realized that he had forgotten to breathe after being kissed just now, and his entire face was flushed now.

At the moment when he opened his mouth, Zhuang Yan took advantage of the vacancy, prying his tongue away from his teeth, eagerly came in and swept it again, and hooked Xie Ning's tongue, kissing him so that he could not close his mouth at all.

"Um..." The meaningless syllables that were uncontrolled were like the whimper of some kind of small animal, and besides that, Xie Ning was unable to say anything.

The smell of alcohol slowly fermented, Xie Ning seemed to be drunk, and his consciousness gradually became blurred and confused.

In a trance, he felt a pair of hands rubbing his waist, and it didn't take long to find what he was looking for, and he made several movements with his fingers flexibly.

Xie Ning's reflection arc was slightly longer at this time, and he did not react.

It was not until the sound of "　" that he was suddenly awakened, opened his eyes, and gave Zhuang Yan a violent push.

Facts proved to be of no use. His strength was too light, and no matter what he did, he seemed to throw his arms.

Xie Ning squatted as he spoke: "You, you, what are you doing."

"I'm helping you unlock the secret button." Zhuang Yanli looked at him straightforwardly, "Are you going to take a bath in your clothes?"

Xie Ning didn't know whether to shock his hooligan or to shock his righteous attitude: "I will understand it myself."

"Oh?" Zhuang Yan moved his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

Xie Ning suddenly felt bad.

Zhuang Yan lowered his head, bit his ear, and said, "You stood here like this and looked at me with tears and said that you can't take off your pants. That tone made my whole heart tremble because of grievance. Now it just brings you back memories."

Zhuang Yan remembered that after sending Xie Ning into the bathroom, he deliberately ran to the bed and smoked a few cigarettes to refresh himself. Sometimes the cold wind would blow, so that he would stop thinking about messy things.

As a result, Xie Ning's light and fluttering sentence opened up the barrier he had worked so hard to forge.

On the second day after that drunk, Zhuang Yan and Xie Ning also described what he did, but they only took a sentence, which is like now, being held by Zhuang Yan and repeating the scene in person.

"Don't make trouble." The ears were so hot that they were about to burn, Xie Ning refused to admit that he had done such a thing, and inexplicably heard the taste of gnashing teeth from Zhuang Yan's words.

"I didn't make trouble!"

The two shoved and shoved the room. I don't know whose arm hit the switch of the shower, and suddenly there was a stream of water spraying from above, facing the top of their heads.

Zhuang Yan subconsciously stretched out his hand to block Xie Ning's, and the water hit his arm, slowly flowing down, and then spilt down from both sides.

Xie Ning was not spared either, that is, in a moment, the two of them seemed to be turned into chickens.

"Puff." Xie Ning looked at Zhuang Yan, who was covered in water, and couldn't help laughing. "I told you to stop making trouble."

Zhuang Yan shook the water on his face and hair: "Fortunately, the water temperature is moderate."

Otherwise, whether it's being poured by cold water or being scalded by hot water, it is estimated that you will have a cold.

"Your clothes are soaked." Xie Ning frowned.

Zhuang Yan didn't say anything: "If you have to take a bath anyway, you should get into the water in advance."

Xie Ning reached out to pick up his clothes: "Take off the wet clothes first. It's still easy to get sick."

Zhuang Yan stayed still and let him do whatever he wanted, until Xie Ning unbuttoned his clothes several times before realizing something was wrong.

He raised his eyes to look, and was bumping into Zhuang Yan's neat eyes.

"Take it off by yourself." Xie Ning withdrew his hand in reversal, don't start, the hair wet with water stuck to the edge of the ear, only a little red ear tip came out of the black hair.

With his hands halfway down, Zhuang Yan grabbed him halfway and pressed it back again: "Don't stop."

He evoked a smile, his voice was low, and with a hint of secret temptation: "Let's talk, I will help you unbutton your belt, shouldn't you help me unbutton my shirt?"

Xie Ning’s hand was forcibly stuck on Zhuang Yan’s chest. Zhuang Yan only wore a shirt, which was not too thick. At the moment, it was mostly wet with water. From a visual point of view, it was completely Can not play a role in blocking.

And tactilely...

Xie Ning's heartbeat accelerated sharply.

The almost non-existent layer of fabric can't isolate the heat of Zhuang Yan's body at all, just as Xie Ning's palm can directly touch the bumpy, vigorous and strong muscles in his chest.

Xie Ning seemed to be burning all over her body, feeling dizzy, and feeling dry inexplicably.

He shivered twice and licked his dry lips unconsciously.

"Hey, unbutton it." Zhuang Yan leaned slightly, forcing Xie Ning to take a step back and leaned back against the wall.

There are tiles on the wall, and the back is just pasted, as if it is pasted on an ice cube.

However, Xie Ning's body has already started to heat up, especially where Zhuang Yan is sticking to it, as if being set on fire, gradually starting a prairie fire.

He is too hot and needs to cool down through the ice behind him.

However, the temperature failed to drop and Xie Ning's head seemed to start to smoke. Somehow, the ghost moved his hands and unbuttoned the remaining buttons of Zhuang Yan's shirt one by one.

Zhuang Yan's eyes suddenly sank two more minutes.

In the confusion and embarrassment just now, Xie Ning did not notice that his palm was on the palm of his hand, and his heart was beating at the same speed as his.

Then came another intense, loving and emotional kiss.

I forgot who took the initiative. It may be Zhuang Yan or Xie Ning. I only remember that when the consciousness returned, the two had already kissed deeply.

They don't want to let go of each other, kiss each other, and hug each other tightly, the heat is rising steadily between their bodies.

The two men's soaked clothes were torn apart indiscriminately, and then thrown on the ground casually.

Everything that follows seems to be a matter of course.

The shower was opened again, and with the sound of dripping water, the hot air evaporated in the bathroom. The white mist-like gas first showed traces from the edge of the mirror, and then slowly spread until the entire bathroom became saturated with moisture.

Even at this time, neither of them forgot to take a bath first.

Zhuang Yan kept his promise very much and kept Xie Ning firmly, and poured some showers from the bottle next to it, revealing: "I said I will take a shower for you today."

Xie Ning: "...I don't need it."

Zhuang Yan laughed, and his voice became vague and hoarse in the water vapor: "You will need it."

After a few minutes, Xie Ning struggled unsuccessfully, and was covered with shower gel all over his body. After being soaked in water, it turned into white foam under kneading.

This feeling... is too shameful for Shainin.

He is not a three-year-old child, but Zhuang Yan really seems to treat him as a child who can't take care of himself, no matter where it is... he washed it carefully.

Xie Ning was held in his arms, and his body, which had been washed by hot water several times, was terribly sensitive, even if Zhuang Yan just touched it inadvertently, it made his skin tremble.

Zhuang Yan bit his ear: "This hasn't started yet, how come you can't bear it."

Xie Ning panted slightly, his eyes widened, and could not speak at all.

Zhuang Yan lowered his head and kissed softly on his white neck, causing the skin around his neck to tremble.

When she kissed her collarbone, Xie Ning whimpered, her eyes lost, and her voice hoarse: "Zhuang, Zhuang Yan..."

"What's the matter?" Zhuang Yan asked vaguely after lingering on his collarbone.

Xie Ning looked like he was about to cry: "I can't take it anymore."

The bathroom was so hot that it exploded. The next second, Zhuang extended his hand.

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"You...!!!" Xie Ning's whole body exploded in an instant, his body was like a dehydrated fish, and the tail of the fish swayed slightly.

"Don't be afraid." Zhuang Yan calmed him in a low voice, "It will make you comfortable soon."

"I..." Xie Ning curled up his toes unbearably, before he thought of what to say, little by little, he was swallowed by the flustered and lustful desires.

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"Is it comfortable?" Zhuang Yan asked with a smile.

Xie Ning shrank into his arms, unable to answer a word.

His consciousness is still sinking in the long and lingering passion.

He felt that he could not bear it for a long time, but he felt that it was not enough at the moment he reached the top-this should not be his satisfaction alone.

The **** between lovers, like love, is mutual and equal, and **** and love are inseparable.

Sex without love is a physical release; love without **** is chasing spiritual resonance.

Only the two people who are in love share the ups and downs in love and desire, which is the most irresistible in this world, the double pleasure of body and spirit.

Xie Ning was relieved for a while, and shook his head slowly.

Zhuang Yan's smile stopped for a second, and he asked, "Uncomfortable?"

Xie Ning shook his head again, and then hugged Zhuang Yan tightly, her voice hoarsely tickling: "You are not well."

He said, "So I won't be comfortable either."

The response to Xie Ning was a kiss that was full of bite and sexual desire, yet made people detect tenderness and love.

"I didn't intend to let you go today." Zhuang Yan snorted, "This is just the beginning."

Xie Ning thought he was hot enough before, but only now has he discovered that the heat is far from enough.

Hotter than the body is the heart that is burning like a fire.

In a daze, Zhuang Yan hesitated when he picked him up, seeming to think it was a bit difficult for the two big men to hold on like this.

He asked: "Are you going to the bathtub?"

Lanzhai's bathroom is luxurious, and the bathtub is big enough for two adults to lie down side by side.

Xie Ning's eyelashes trembled twice, and drops of water—perhaps sweat—slipped from above.

He seemed to have a long delay before he understood Zhuang Yan's meaning, and shook his head in silence.

Zhuang Yan added: "Lying in the bathtub will make you more comfortable."

This time Xie Ning did not reply to him immediately.

He just stretched out his hand suddenly after the silence, and wrapped Zhuang Yan's neck, Zhuang Yan couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed him again.

At the same time, his foot slowly hooked onto Zhuang Yan's waist.

And at a certain moment, I don't know if Xie Ning's voice was too soft, or Zhuang Yanyou had caused the auditory hallucinations in the bones.

He seemed to hear Xie Ning whisper to him seductively: "I miss you... just like this... on me."

Zhuang Yan's pupils instantly turned red.

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