Walking Through Fire for You

It was getting colder, and the night wind was silent, leaving only the rustling leaves among the treetops.

Lin Luxiao sat in the car silently and looked at her through the misted glass window. She hadn't seen her for a few days. He always felt that Nanchu was beautiful again.

He has no idea whether women are beautiful or not.

With big eyes, small lips and a straight nose, he saw different judgments.

When a few brothers were drinking together, Liu always said that this is beautiful, that the legs are long and thin, and he glanced at it, and he felt that it was nothing.

I used to think that this girl looks pretty good, but after watching it for a long time, I found it looks pretty, until recently -

Every time I see her, I always feel more and more beautiful, although I have never admitted it in front of Nan Chu, it is impossible to admit it.

After returning from the cemetery of the martyrs, he still hadn't cleared up his emotions. As soon as Lin Qi happened, he was obviously silent during this period, and his face was not very smiling. Liu also knew that his period was uncomfortable, and no one dared to disturb him. he.

I have also expressed emotions in the team several times, and there is no way to relieve the depression.

He bowed his head and took two deep breaths, trying his best to suppress his emotions and digest himself.

Nanchu had always blamed himself for Lin Qi's affairs. If he was emotionally wrong and the little girl was sensitive, it would be easy to blame himself again.

Seeing that the girl outside the window didn't respond, she obediently stood aside and waited for him.

Lin Luxiao sat in the seat, clenched his lips, sucked his nose, and exhaled again. After adjusting his emotions, he looked out the window, took the key, and pushed the door down.

Nanchu was standing by the car waiting, her jacket covering her knees, her calf showing nothing, her neck shivering and shivering.

Lin Luxiao leaned against the car door with his arms around his chest, staring at her for a long time, then suddenly lowered his head and smiled, his emotions gradually becoming clearer.

...

Nanchu was taken upstairs by Lin Luxiao and almost pushed into the room.

There was wind in the window, and a little bit of squeezed in. There was also a chill in the room. Nan Chu stood at the door and stomped his feet, rubbing his arms, and muttered, "Why is this—"

The lips were sealed by someone.

The light in the room was not turned on, but there was a little pale moonlight.

Two figures were entangled in the hallway, Nan Chu was kissed by Lin Luxiao on the door, and the root of her ear was bitten by someone. She took his arms around his neck and sent herself over.

Her initiative made it more difficult for Lin Luxiao to control herself, her strength gradually increased, and she pinched heavily through the clothes...

Nan Chu felt painful, his hand hung on his neck, and the temperature of the man who was touching her was hot like iron.

She was a little worried, and rubbed her forehead, "You are very hot."

Lin Luxiao couldn't take care of the others, so he lifted her into the air, put her on the cabinet to the side, bowed her head and chuckled softly on her neck, her voice was filled with lust, and she muttered, "I miss you. ."

Nan Chu's heart trembled, and he raised his neck to kiss him, holding his head buried in his neck with both hands.

The room was very quiet, and there was almost no sound outside the window. Occasionally, there was a sound of throttle, and the tranquility was restored immediately. Inside the house, the emotions were surging, and every emotion was just right.

Nanchu hated the sweat and breath of men.

Sometimes I have been in the crew for a long time, and there is some mixed smell, and I feel sick when I smell it.

It's strange.

Lin Luxiao's sweat and breath are very comfortable for her, especially at this time.

She enjoys it very much. She puts her fingers in his hair, and she loves the wet hair stubble.

"Go to the room?" He whispered in her ear.

Nan Chu nodded and let out a soft hmm.

Suddenly, Lin Luxiao hugged her from the cabinet with one hand, put her on her shoulders, and stroked her into the room.

Throw it on the bed.

He leaned down, held her foot, dragged the person over, pressed him underneath and kissed, while kissing, while unbuttoning his own, one by one, slowly unbuttoning-

The clothes were thrown on the ground by him.

His chest was as hard as a brick firmly against her, Lin Luxiao looked down at her, and slowly leaned down...

Nan Chu suddenly felt aroused, as if he had gone through electricity, his body was numb, his toes were on his toes, his eyelashes were damp, and he could only say half of the last time, he found that Nan Chu’s sensitive spot was on his neck. Now, this seems to be a new one. Sensitive points, in the neck and shoulders.

He stared at the little girl harshly and smiled, slowly increasing his strength.

Nanchu begged for mercy: "Don't..."

Sex is a matter of self-learning for men, who hasn't watched a few films to observe and observe, the tricks are also in vain.

For the first time at that time, it was true that the little girl was too tight, and he couldn't hold back it for a while.

As long as he has explored that bit of territory, he will be able to find some man's dignity.

At the beginning of Nanchu's sexual affairs, he was able to let go of the ending sounds. Listening to the ending sounds, Lin Luxiao couldn't help lowering his head to seal her, for fear of being heard by others, "You speak softly."

Nanchu deliberately opposed him, louder and louder each time, as if acting.

Lin Luxiao supported her body and looked at her with a little dumbfounded: "Really so comfortable?"

The little girl lay flat, her hair scattered, her skin was white and tender, and her brows were spring water, and she smiled and said, "Really!"

He put his hands on both sides of the girl.

Hearing her answer so calmly and naturally, he suddenly lowered his head and smiled, then he got out of bed naked, turned on the TV, adjusted the volume to 80, and closed all doors and windows tightly.

He went to bed again, stepped onto Nan Chu, and smirked: "Okay, I will satisfy you."

Now that he didn't mean to tease him, Nan Chu only groaned a few times, but he was agitated.

He smirked, his eyes full of scumbags.

Nan Chu hid subconsciously, and was dragged back by his shoulders.

...

He leaned forward, staring at her, coaxing her with a deep voice in his ear.

Nan Chu curled his eyebrows in pain, took a sharp breath, raised his head and bit his shoulder, "Asshole."

He supported her with one hand, looked down at her, brushed a few pieces of sweat-sticking hair behind her ear, lowered his head to kiss the corner of her eyebrows, and admitted casually: "Well, my bastard."

Nanchu opposed him.

He wouldn't let her scream, she just screamed.

He asked her to call, but she didn't.

The two seem to be in a tug of war, and no one will let anyone else.

The room was dark, the curtains were closed tightly, and the blue-screen TV was circling a single song.

The man's low and dumb voice circulates throughout the fish-and-water room.

"It's all your fault, fall in love with me easily.

Let me unconsciously satisfy the vanity of being loved

It's all your fault, your favor to people is a temptation..."

Sensitive to the touch, he seemed to be pushed away by a wave of water at that moment, like a boat against the current.

Lin Luxiao lowered his eyes to look at her, agitated for a moment, raised his head and snorted.

It's deadly when a man calls his bed low and deep. Nan Chu squinted his eyes and praised: "It sounds good."

He ignored her, turned his hand over to the bedside and brought an alarm clock over, adjusted the time, and placed it next to her pillow.

"Time."

Nanchu laughed and stopped saying: "I don't actually care, you don't have to deliberately extend the time--"

Lin Luxiao directly turned her around, pressed her hand on her waist, and said in a low voice, "I care."

It's not that he cares, it's that all men care about this matter.

Nanchu was almost stunned by him.

...

...

There were broken moans in the room.

The music behind him is endless, with heavy drum sounds.

"It's all your fault, your infatuated dream, like a curse, who can be foolishly moved by you once loved..."

Lin Luxiao put a pillow on her. The little girl's eyes were covered with water mist, and he leaned down and kissed her sweaty forehead.

Nanchu whispered to him: "Lin Luxiao."

"Ok?"

Southern Chu: "You listen to the song."

He kissed the girl in his arms: "I'm listening."

This song is really suitable.

It's Zhang Yu's "It's All The Moon In Trouble."

This is the only popular song he can sing besides military songs.

She didn't know that when he was supporting in other counties, he couldn't go home to celebrate the New Year. A group of boys followed the instructor in the team, supported a small stove, and sang this song in a circle. He didn't feel anything at that time. , But a few soldiers around him cried, saying they missed his wife.

The instructor asked him, do you want a wife?

He even tilted his head and smiled, jokingly saying: "My daughter-in-law? My daughter-in-law is still breastfeeding."

The instructor glared at him: "What a mess!"

Lin Luxiao stopped smiling, straightened up his face, and said casually, "My wife is wearing this dress."

As a result, he cried a few recruits who had just joined the army. The instructor was also pleased to pat him on the shoulder: "You guy is promising."

At that time, he really didn't understand the relationship between men and women.

But now, listening to this song again, under this situation, he understands the feelings of the soldiers back then, but because of his temperament, even if he thinks about it, he won’t hold his head like a bunch of recruits. Cry bitterly.

"I admit that it's all the fault of vows. It seems that sugar is like honey. It's the most touching thing. No matter how heart is like steel, it's soft..."

The inadvertent tenderness of men is indeed the most exciting.

The music is lingering--

"What kind of love business will make two people take a lifetime as a promise..."

This love is the ultimate.

...

...

After the event, the music has not stopped, and the single looped for two hours.

The sky is getting darker, and the night outside the window is getting darker, as if a thick curtain is hung, a crescent moon is hooked on the horizon, and pale white light shines in indistinctly, falling mottled on the ground.

Lin Luxiao turned on the light and turned his voice softer. Nan Chu glanced at the alarm clock.

Time points to eight o'clock.

Two hours, two full hours, the second time was short, because the little girl in his arms was so crying that he couldn't bear to do it anymore.

Lin Luxiao lit a cigarette, leaned against the bed, and pulled the person over, caged in his arms, playing with her hair with his fingertips, and the trial came to a conclusion: "Little girl's physical strength is alright."

Nan Chu immediately pinched a pin on his chest, "I got a cheap sell?"

Lin Luxiao smiled, "But you still have to exercise, and tears come out after a few strokes."

"certainly not."

Lin Luxiao turned to squeeze her face and smirked, "It's okay, exercise more, I'm going to pass, and I will try to take you home by the end of this year."

At the beginning of the South, he was taken aback, "Rare."

"Well, you are not rare." The man turned his head and brushed the soot, then glanced at her and said.

Nan Chu hugged his neck and pushed it up, "Just like Meng Chu's attitude, you can still take me home, aren't you afraid your dad will smoke you?"

Lin Luxiao thought for a while and laughed mixedly: "Should we get in the car first and then make up the ticket?"

Nanchu suddenly fell silent, "Do you like children?"

Lin Luxiao thought about it carefully, "I like it."

He really liked it. When he was not a soldier in his early years, he was annoyed by his children. When he was in high school, every year when a bunch of messy children gathered at home during the Chinese New Year, he laughed and yelled, pushed around, and gave some of his When the tanks and airplane models were messed up, he almost wanted to pick up these children and throw them into the lake outside his house.

Later, I became a soldier and changed my mind. I am good at patience and love.

Sometimes when a little life babbles and tells you something messy and you can't understand the other person and can still be happy, he really thinks that the child is very good, and the madness and anger are all from the heart.

He reached out and rubbed her hair, and said indifferently:

"Just forget it if you don't like it, I won't force it."

After that, Lin Luxiao got out of bed naked, went to the bathroom to take a shower, put on a T-shirt, and went out to cook.

Nan Chu only felt that his legs were abolished. After wading on the bed for a while, he took a cold shower. He took a shirt from his closet and put it on himself. It was loose and the gully on his chest was obvious. Long legs are straight.

She stood in front of the mirror and examined it for a while, and when she was satisfied, she ran to the door of the kitchen and yelled at Lin Lu Xiao: "Look!"

The man in front of Liulitai turned his head inadvertently, faintly hooked the corner of his mouth, turned his head, and smiled while holding the pot, "Don't worry about it."

Nan Chu shut up angrily, walked behind him, looked down at the pot, "You can cook?"

Lin Luxiao snorted, "It's okay."

When I was in school before, my parents didn't come back very much. At home, he and his younger brother were the only ones who learned some crafts from Uncle Meng.

Nan Chu was leaning on the Liulitai, holding his arms, and looking at him in time: "Captain Lin, I have a question."

"Say." He didn't turn his head back.

"When did you like me?"