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"No." Shang Shiyu shook his head, denying what he thought, pointing at the condom in his hand in a crying voice, "I don't want to use this."

Tang Wei didn't understand it, smiling, "No. We must use this."

"This is what you prepared for other women." Shang Shiyu looked at him sadly with tears in his eyes, "I don't use other people's things."

He suddenly understood why her tears came.

Little fool!

With pity, she kissed off the tears in her eyes, "Shang Shang, there are no other women here."

She bulged her eyes and stared at him.

He continued: "Last time you thought my bed was dirty. But in fact, you have only slept with a girl for so many years."

Shang Shiyu heard his words, his eyes lit up. So, did Yun Yunling have no such accident? Thinking of this, my mood rose. Then, again. The last time she felt dirty, he was not only clear, but actually remembered.

"I believe what you say, and I don't see it. You can just say ..." She slaps her mouth, don't open her face, saying this intentionally, in fact, she just wants to hear more from him. Reached out and took a condom in his hand, mumbled, "If no one else, what are you going to do with this? I wouldn't believe it was for me ..."

The last sentence, because of shame, the voice was much lower.

Tang Wei laughed, lovingly kissed her earlobe, "Remember the box of condoms last time? Come out of the bar and give it to me in a loud voice."

"I saw you throw it in the trash."

"It was thrown back then, and I picked it up again."

As for why, he had to admit that, at the time, he thought, maybe one day, they really might get to this point. He is not a true sage and can't do nothing. For her, he wants to have.

Shang Shiyu then turned to look at him.

In fact, she was willing to believe whatever he said.

The tears on her face were long gone, replaced by her rejoicing smile, a heart that seemed to be flying in the air. Tang Wei bowed her head and kissed her lips again before leaving, she couldn't help breathing and asked, "Are you ... the first time?"

"Shangshang, believe me, no man in his 20s is willing to admit that he is a virgin."

She laughed.

The haze in my heart just disappeared for a moment.

Tang Wei couldn't bear it anymore.

She was actually fully prepared to accept his psychological preparation, and she could not bear a moan and frowned.

She didn't want to scream.

After all, having this kind of satisfaction made her feel that kind of pain, which was not worth mentioning at all.

However, the cold sweat between her brows betrayed her.

"Shangshang, you lied to me!" Tang Wei looked complicated.

Shang Shiyu panted, "Your first time is mine. I give you my first time, isn't it good? Or ... you don't want my first time?"

She bit her lip. "I haven't done it with other men, would you be upset?"

"Rest assured, even if it's my first time ... I don't want you to be responsible." She turned away, her voice a little guilty.

Tang Wei twisted her face, gasping, biting her lip with punishment, and then she felt loose.

How could he be upset? He had to admit that he was surprised that she had never practiced herself and also that she had not been occupied by other men. He is just a layman.

"You should tell me the truth, I won't hurt you so brazenly." He was annoyed by himself and should be more gentle.

After Shang Shiyu understood his thoughts, he suddenly felt rainy, and shook his head with a smile. "I don't hurt."

"How could it not hurt?" Tang Wei noticed how tight her body was. He endured as much as possible, kissed her lips again, and caressed her beautiful body. He felt her relaxed before he started.

At first, he was careful and wanted to make her more comfortable. Later, when he knew that she was also adapting, he became wild.

In the room, there was a girl's groaning, which was difficult to hold on to, with a shyness and a bit jerky, but full of temptation.

The man's groan, intertwined with this voice, echoed in the air.

Inexperienced two people, in this love, everything depends on each other's instincts. They deliberately let go of all their enthusiasm and madness. At this moment, there is no future apart from life and death, and no torture of life, death and death. All you have is the love that is most intense for each other,

At last……

Embracing each other, enjoying the moment. He didn't want to leave her for a long time.

Until, the phone ring again. On such a beautiful night, it seems a bit sharp.

Shang Shiyu was lazily soft on the sheets, squinting and squinting, "Your phone seems to have been ringing several times tonight."

"... Um. I'll go down to get the phone."

"... Maybe Yun Ling came over." Shang Shiyu nodded, pretending to say this easily. She knew that she was not qualified to mind, and that she and Tang Wei were nothing. Yun Ling was his fiancee. But she just couldn't bear it.

Tang Wei laughed, "Don't think too much. If you guessed right, it's the old man who called."

He will comfort himself.

Because of his simple words, Shang Shiyu was already happy enough.

The sour taste on the apex disappeared and replaced with a kind of sweetness.

Tang Wei took a deep look at her, reluctantly withdrew from her body. Shang Shiyu was also reluctant and reached out to him. This time, it made his nostalgic attachment even more turbulent, he gasped, and leaned down again to **** her lips eagerly. She sighed, her face flushed. Because he reacted again!

She didn't dare to hang around him again, and when he kissed enough, shyly pushed him away.

Tang Wei touched her cheek and sighed softly, "I really have to listen to the phone first, otherwise, I'm afraid I'll drive over the night."

If you don't listen to the phone several times, the old man will worry about him.

Tang Wei resisted his desire, took out his clothes, put it on casually, and kissed her forehead again, and whispered, "You rest first, I will come up right away."

"Oh." She responded nicely.

Tang Wei opened the door of the room and went out.

Because of his illness, he always feels tired, but at this moment, he obviously consumes too much physical energy. Not only does he not have this feeling, but he feels comfortable. That feeling comes from the heart and is hard to describe.

Turning around, I couldn't help looking back at the closed door, all kinds of complicated feelings came out in my heart.

Everything tonight may be wrong or even outrageous. However, it was also his happiest moment in these years.

Being able to have her, even for a brief moment, has been a blessing in his unfortunate life.