Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Chapter 180 You're in control

"Revisiting the old place," he said.

Revisiting the old place...At that time he tortured her so much that she didn't even have a chance to speak.

"What's so good about swimming?" Zhu Xia muttered. She unbuckled her belt, but her hands stopped in mid-air.

He Lianzhou grabbed her hand and told her to continue in a hoarse voice.

Zhu Xia raised her head to look at him. The man's black eyes were deep and intimidating, like the gaze of a beast aiming at its prey, indicating endless danger.

She thought for three seconds and continued to unzip her clothes. She could clearly feel the comfortable fabric and the hot temperature.

The sky was as dark as thick ink, dark clouds covered the bright moon, and the falling snowflakes flickered like stars. The moment the soft hand touched him, his back stiffened and his throat slid down involuntarily. It turned out that not all operations were familiar the first time. When she saw him frowning, she asked him softly how he felt.

Her face was serious, and her watery eyes reflected his appearance.

The man suddenly grabbed her waist, his eyes darkened, unable to bear it any longer, he clasped the back of her head with his big hand, blocked her lips, and went in unstoppably, kissing her. With his other hand, he covered her hand, sometimes loosening and sometimes tightening it, as if teaching her to play with it.

Zhu Xia felt dizzy, his lips and limbs were numb, and his body was weak.

Her breath was filled with his warm breath. Zhu Xia raised her slender neck and let the man's kisses fall on her lips, chin, neck, collarbone... sucking and biting the soft cotton balls, while his hands were not idle either.

Zhu Xia's heart felt like it was melting and exploding.

The man let go of her hand and slightly lifted his strong and thin legs. Zhu Xia staggered and leaned forward, pressing closely against him. Feeling the heat there, something flashed through her mind.

Zhu Xia held his head and discussed with him whether to do it another day.

She didn't have to do it, he had been on a long journey and needed to rest.

"I want it another day, and today too." He Lianzhou adjusted the direction, holding her waist and pressing her down while pressing up lightly. Zhu Xia immediately hugged his shoulders, her forehead was covered with sweat, a few strands of hair were wet and stuck to her skin, and a moist blush appeared at the corners of her eyes.

"He Lianzhou, don't be so..."

The man tilted his head, bit her earlobe, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "I have never failed to make you feel comfortable." Zhu Xia hugged him tightly with both arms, and immediately buried herself deep in his shoulder. She said nothing, biting her lower lip with her white teeth.

He pulled her arms away, held her face and kissed her deeply. He Lianzhou was very aggressive this time, invading the familiar territory, hooking her tongue and melting the words between his lips and teeth.

"Are you free to come back with me to see my family?"

"Why meet my family?" Zhu Xia subconsciously pretended to be stupid, her voice vague. She put her arms around the man's neck and enjoyed his passionate kiss.

"What are you doing?" He Lianzhou lifted the person up easily, and his strong and powerful long fingers teased and explored skillfully, stirring up the pool of spring water.

"He Lianzhou, you're so mean." Zhu Xia became heartless when she was in a good mood, and she turned the tables. She sat with her legs crossed, and she didn't know whether she was talking about his mean words, or his mean actions with his hands, or something that was rubbing against her was mean... With her sense of shame, she should be referring to his mean words.

He Lianzhou couldn't help laughing, and kissed her lips, his breath full of desire. He sucked Zhu Xia's soft lips gently, and put his high nose bridge against her nose tip.

Zhu Xia's heart felt more and more itchy as he kept grabbing and releasing it, but apart from kissing her and teasing her, he had no intention of going any further.

"He Lianzhou..." Zhu Xia called him impatiently, and whispered that it was okay.

"What can I do?" he asked knowingly.

Zhu Xia met the man's leisurely smiling eyes, drew a mark on his shoulder with her fingers, gritted her teeth and said, "Come in."

He Lianzhou smiled. He held her waist and lifted her up a little, easily as if he was carrying her, and let her sit slowly in his arms. All the derailed stars always find their way home with the deepest fall. Zhu Xia's knees were shaking violently. She held his shoulders with both hands to support her trembling body.

It had been a while since the last time they were intimate. He Lianzhou saw her landing with difficulty, so he put his arms around her slender waist and pressed her down on the sofa. He leaned over and kissed her passionately while slowly sinking down, entangled, entangled again. Their hot skin pressed together, turning into a wet and muddy rain forest. At the moment of complete acceptance, he could vaguely hear two sighs of almost satisfaction coming from the depths of his heart.

The heart was filled to the brim, filled with heat and hardness.

Fatal fit.

Whether it is psychological or physiological; whether it is soul or body.

After experiencing n separations, you will experience n+1 reunions.

The man's tall body loomed over her, blocking out the pouring light. When they were doing it before, Zhu Xia had asked for the lights to be turned off, but now she wanted to see him as long as she opened her eyes, and she didn't care about the light.

Zhu Xia trembled and huddled in He Lianzhou's arms, her arms hooked around his neck, feeling his lingering kiss and gradually fierce attack.

The human body has many mysteries, and life has many kinds of perceptions. What He Lianzhou brought her was unprecedented, rare, mysterious, and addictive.

Holding hands, hugging, kissing... are ways to express longing. Are there other ways besides these?

The surging waves swept in and hit a young pair of lovers, and the beauty rose, spread, and filled the room.

Zhu Xia's forehead and nose were covered with sweat. She wanted to ask the man to go back to the room, but she bit his fingers and couldn't speak. Until, when she was about to reach her climax, he deliberately stopped and didn't give her...

"He Lianzhou..." Zhu Xia let go of He Lianzhou's hand, wrapped her slender white legs around his strong waist, and her voice was as soft as dripping water.

He Lianzhou hooked her waist with one hand and supported her hips with the other, and lifted her up. The veins on his strong arms bulged, and he suddenly let himself take her. Zhu Xia's head was also swelling, and she couldn't help but hum when she heard the man's sexy sigh in her ears.

He Lianzhou carried her to the bedroom. Gravity made Zhu Xia fall, and he pushed her up again. Zhu Xia was so stimulated that tears welled up in her eyes. She hugged his neck with her arms, clamped her legs around his waist, buried her face in his neck and shoulders, and felt every step he took.

pat.

The bedroom lights were half on, creating a hazy and ambiguous atmosphere. Outside the high-rise building, in the quiet night, the snow was falling harder and harder, hitting the French windows.

In front of me is the cold one-way reflective glass, and behind me is the hot temperature and solid texture.

Zhu Xia's waist was held, and her hands were supported on the glass. The heat was rising and mist was forming. Her hands slipped, leaving only obvious marks.

The clouds in the sky chase the sun during the day and the moon at night. The wind is a transparent river and the snow is a cold meteor.

In the capital city, white snowflakes covered the ground.

Couples fall in love or separate in the snow.

……

"Pay attention."

Realizing that she was distracted, He Lianzhou forcefully turned Zhu Xia's face over, kissed her gently, occupied her forcefully, and said to her soft earlobe, "Stand still."

Zhu Xia felt as if he was stepping on the highest cloud, his toes were tense and his mind was as tense as a string.

The snowy night lingers endlessly.

She looked at the swaying snowflakes and captured the ignored emotions.

"He Lianzhou." Zhu Xia suddenly turned around and looked at the man, whispering softly.

"Ok?"

"I have never liked anyone else." Her voice was low and soft with tears in it.

"I only like you, you know?"

The words, accompanied by warmth, slipped into He Lianzhou's body, burning his limbs and bones. His body exploded and he almost died. He restrained himself and stayed deep in her territory, leaning over her, his forehead against her smooth shoulders, greedily absorbing her breath.

Zhu Xiayi didn't move, she looked down at the night view of the city in a daze, and the heavy snow gently covered the ground.

In a trance, a low and pleasant voice came to her ears, and the man bit her earlobe seductively.

"I know now."