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At this time, the dim electric lights were turned off one by one. Except for the occasional frogs and insects, the village was quiet.

Compared with the tranquility outside, there was a bit more emotion in the room. When their eyes met, a strange atmosphere was spreading quietly.

Meng Qingshui is a typical Jiangnan beauty. Her smooth facial lines are round and self-melting. Her skin is as white as porcelain and as smooth as mutton-fat jade. It is transparent and bright. Her facial features are well-proportioned and exquisite. She has a delicate sense of beauty. She has a pair of beautiful almond eyes. She is in love with her. There is a charming color in front of her that seduces the soul, coupled with the small cherry mouth that makes people want to take a bite, in this closed space, it adds a bit of charm.

Smelling each other's breath and feeling each other's body temperature at close range, at a certain point, Lu An, who could no longer suppress his prehistoric energy, felt his head explode with a "bang", his head was a little dizzy, and his body bones were floating. of.

Clearly feeling his changes, Meng Qingshui's face was still calm, but there was a hint of gasping in his steady breathing. His heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and the clothes that Lu An was pressing and tightening around his heart were beating faster and faster. The strange rhythm made Lu An's eyes widen.

Seeing that he had shifted his attention and that his eyes moved from his face to his heart, Meng Qingshui, who was pretending to be calm, suddenly couldn't hold himself any longer, and the blush of embarrassment spread all over his body from the top of his head.

After staring at the ups and downs of her heart for a while, Lu An finally couldn't help but stretched out his right hand to fiddle with the nightgown, then opened a hole, ready to continue to penetrate into her arms.

"Luann, grandparents are downstairs."

At this time, Meng Qingshui's voice changed. There was a hint of coquettish consonants in the crisp voice. There were two completely different expressions on her beautiful face: nervous and full of expectation, and a hint of unwillingness and grievance. .

Catching this trace of unwillingness and grievance, Lu An paused for a moment, and then the right hand that reached into her arms changed its direction. It was no longer close to the fullness, but moved slowly upwards.

I saw Lu An put his hand on Meng Qingshui's fair neck, then gently pulled his fingers against the skin, and the neckline of her nightgown slid down to her right shoulder.

This time Meng Qingshui didn't resist or interfere anymore, she just looked at him with slightly narrowed eyes.

After waiting for a while, Lu An buried his head and smelled the feminine fragrance on her skin.

Just like that, Meng Qingshui's whole body tensed up, the temperature in the room soared to an unprecedented height, and the two of them passed out from a wonderful experience.

But

But God is not good at it!

Just when Meng Qingshui felt that his shoulder blades were starting to get wet, a bell suddenly rang in the deathly silent room.

This is someone calling the BB machine.

"Beep beep, beep beep"

The sound was so harsh that Lu An suddenly woke up from his womanizing. After a moment of silence, he pinched the collar of the slipping nightgown with his right hand and pulled it back into place.

As soon as the bell rang, Meng Qingshui kept staring into his eyes. At this moment, she caught the annoyance and relief.

Why are you relieved?

She was so thoughtful that she understood without much thought. The man in front of her was still thinking about her sister. If the relationship with her took a further step tonight, he would have to give up on her, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

Well, now it was Meng Qingshui's turn to be depressed.

Lu An was stunned by the woman's little emotion, and then reached out his right hand again, helped her move the hair beside her ear, and then prepared to turn around.

Just when he turned around, Meng Qingshui moved, stepped on her feet and kissed him. Although it was just a touch, the touch of her lips was so soft and warm.

You looked at me, and I looked at you steadily. After a while, Lu An looked at his watch and whispered: "It's getting late, let's go to sleep."

"Um."

Meng Qingshui hummed softly, blinked her beautiful double eyelids, stepped forward and kissed the side of his face, then opened the door and left with a blushing face.

Hearing the footsteps next door, and the door to the bedroom next door opening and closing, Lu An leaned against the wall, and his whole body suddenly became weak.

To be honest, he had been restraining himself tonight. If it weren't for Sister Qingchi, he would have tasted the delicacies of the world no matter what and put Qingshui to bed tonight.

In fact, both Lu An and Meng Qingshui understood clearly that the ringing BB camera was just an excuse, just a step. If Lu An had a pure mind and Meng Qingshui was not unwilling, how could the two passionate people be disturbed by external forces? .

All I can say is that the ringtone came at just the right time, giving both of them room to relax.

Of course, if he didn't let go of her, Meng Qingshui would be willing to give it to her, but it would be more or less regretful.

Sighing, Lu An closed the door, picked up the BB player on the bedside table and started checking it.

It turned out to be Yu Wanzhi.

It's already past 11 o'clock, why is she asking for something so late?

There was no landline phone in the Meng family's old house, and the village was dark. Lu An stood at the window for a while, then gave up the idea of ​​calling back immediately, thinking that he could only go back tomorrow morning.

That night, Lu An, who was so horny, didn't sleep until midnight.

No surprise, he was dominated by desire and had a series of dreams.

First, I dreamed of Sister Qingchi, and then I dreamed of a woman whose face I couldn’t see clearly. Her figure was weak and boneless, and I was very fascinated. Unfortunately, I couldn’t see who it was?

And the final dream was fixed on Yu Guanzhi. In the car at midnight and in the villa, the two had romance and passion several times. The wonderful scenes were simply indescribable. They were all big scenes.

After drawing the map, Lu An was forced to wake up and stared at the ceiling in a daze for a while, secretly thinking: Yu Guanzhi, Yu Guanzhi, let you play, if you like to play, well, I played until I fell asleep.

That night, Meng Qingshui in the next bedroom almost stayed up all night.

She was tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Her mind was filled with the previous scenes. Even if she stayed up until early in the morning and squinted for a while, it was still a dream. When she opened her eyes again, it was already bright outside and her whole body was limp. A pair of slender legs were intertwined together for a long time, unwilling to separate.

The dream was just like reality, so lifelike. Not only was she conscious in the dream, but she could also recall every detail of Lu An torturing her. If it hadn't been for her on her bed, or if the door hadn't been locked, Meng Qingshui would have thought that she had already had sex with him. relation.

Luan, why did you fall in love with your sister?

Meng Qingshui was very painful about this. If her sister hadn't been in the way, there would have been no dream last night, and everything would have fallen into place between the two of them.

His thoughts were scattered for a long time. When a bird landed on the window and pecked the glass, Meng Qingshui suddenly thought that Lu An had to catch the bus this morning. He sat up immediately, then hurriedly found a change of clothes and went to the shower room to take a bath. Wash up.

"Grandma, where is Luan?"

After washing up and changing clothes as quickly as possible, Meng Qingshui came downstairs and met her grandma who was cutting red peppers to dry.

Grandma told her angrily: "Let's go. Xiao An left this morning. You were still sleeping, so I didn't wake you up."

Not being able to see him, Meng Qingshui suddenly lost his energy. After a long time, he asked: "Has he had breakfast?"

Grandma shook her head: "He said he was going to town to answer the call and finish eating the wontons on the way."

To eat wontons, he must have gone to Qian Yuejin's Chaos Restaurant again. Meng Qingshui was really angry and funny. Why are all men like this? His brother would eat a bowl every time he returned to town.

Ps: I’m afraid of 404, so I’ll post one chapter first.

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