Can not doing what one wants be called rebirth?

Chapter 134 132. Under the Sky
Jiangnan Home Community welcomed the second visit tonight.

"Okay, okay, why don't you go and see the souvenirs I brought you?"

As soon as he entered the room, Miao Keyan was like a koala, hanging his legs on Lu Jincheng and refusing to get down, rubbing his cheek against his ears.

"what?"

Mr. Lu patted her soft body and pointed at a small box near the coffee table. The senior sister then turned her head, put one foot on the ground, and stepped firmly on the marble floor.

She quickly opened the box, and inside was a Xidebao silk suspender nightgown, with a price tag of less than four figures.

"I'll go to the back room and try~"

Miao Keyan unbuttoned her shirt with one hand, with her nightgown hanging on her forearm, and happily prepared to go into the house to try on clothes.

"It's unnecessary."

Mr. Lu put his arm around her waist and said, "Just change here."

Since Mu Keyan was blocked by him, he naturally lost some intention to go into the house. He raised his chin slightly and met his eyes.

The man's eyes were looking at him, with a fiery and undisguised passion.

This temperature seems to be able to melt people.

"Brother, since you want to see it, it shows that I am wrong. Please don't draw a line in your heart, otherwise I will be upset~"

She pursed her lips, her voice was sweet and sticky, and the second button of her shirt was unbuttoned.

So, in front of Lu Jincheng, she started again.

Tonight, Miao Keyan wore a typical long-short combination. Under the solid-colored shirt was a sexy and tight camisole. The hem of the shirt was almost flush with the shorts, and one could notice her long legs from a distance.

It is white and straight, and extremely eye-catching.

In October, only a few little witches who prefer grace to warmth dare to be so passionate and bold.

"green tea."

After being attacked indiscriminately by her for several times, Mr. Lu couldn't help but complain.

"Brother, if you think I'm boring, and you see someone else being wonderful tomorrow, it will really hurt your heart."

"If you say that again I'll spank you."

Lu Jincheng hugged her slender and soft waist and sniffed the faint fragrance on her body with satisfaction.

Washed and delicious.

"Come on~"

The corners of Miao Keyan's mouth curved into an arc, and his eyes were quickly covered with a layer of light mist as he moved.

She raised her hand and exerted force with her forearm, and the shirt formed a parabola and was thrown into the sofa.

When the long top and short bottom combination is no longer concealed, the small suspenders can't cover the graceful curves of her body at all.

With the beautiful lady inviting him, Lu Jincheng would certainly not disappoint her.

"I think you're a little bit off today."

He smiled and tapped the tip of her nose.

The other hand quietly disappeared under the hem of the suspenders and crawled directly along the smooth and delicate skin.

Spread out your five fingers to cover them all, then make room and pinch them with two fingers.

"Just a little. Just a little more force."

In the long night, Miao Keyan's eyelashes flickered and she bit the corner of her mouth.

Pain is a strange neural signal that can sometimes even trick the human brain.

This sense of impact penetrated all the way from the top of my head down.

At first it's a brief taste, then it's overwhelming.

My fingertips were rubbing and my scalp was numbing.

"Leprechaun."

Lu Jincheng raised the corner of his mouth and muttered vaguely.

The remaining fabric soon hung on Mu Keyan's forearm.

Before she could change into new souvenirs, the girl was pressed to the edge of the sofa.

The light shone down the back of her neck, and you could see the protruding spine beneath her fair skin.

Each section is distinct.

"Turn off the lights! The lights are not turned off yet!"

The whispers were once again ignored, and the room was brightly lit with a mixture of lights and the moon.

In fact, the brightness was a bit dazzling, and Mr. Lu felt a little uncomfortable.

But compared to that slight discomfort, it is better to see more clearly first.

After taking care of the shoulder blades, he pushed up the senior sister's arm and approached her armpit from the side. Most dancers would take care of this part carefully in months.

There were only a few tiny curls there, and the skin was much softer and more delicate than other places.

When I put my nose close to it, the air I inhaled was tinged with a light body scent that was different from anywhere else.

It is very different from other body scents. The more you smell it, the more you will be immersed in a strange kind of sexiness.

"Hehe. Stop staring at my armpits. They're so itchy."

Miao Keyan giggled and twisted her body, rubbing her fair upper body back and forth around him.

He was tortured so hard that a ball of fire was about to burst out of his seven orifices.

He left his armpits and ducked his head downward.

Miao Keyan maintains long-term exercise, and her figure is the type that looks thin when dressed, but has fleshy figure when undressed, so much so that you can faintly feel her ribs through her lips.

Passing through the inward-turned waist, it finally reached the back of the tall and round thighs.

A little farewell is better than a wedding.

He bit the bulge of her tailbone gently, and deliberately swept the tip of his lips across the curve of her neck.

"Hey! No, don't go down!"

No matter how charming Miao Keyan is, to be honest, he is still a rookie.

Facing an old hand like Mr. Lu, I couldn't help but feel timid and pushed him back: "No, don't do anything fancy, okay?"

"Don't scream."

Mr. Lu raised his eyebrows and answered softly.

"Is this all right? It's accurate and convenient, isn't it?"

Miao Keyan turned her head to look at him, and her hair shook, spreading all over the other side.

The composition is very natural.

As soon as she asked the question, Mr. Lu gave the most direct answer with his actions.

Tonight, whether it was her words, gestures or expressions, there was something like a blooming rose in Miao Keyan's words, gestures and expressions.

Faced with the flowers he grew with his own hands, he couldn't help but feel impatient.

He couldn't wait to feel it, to hug it, to breathe deeply.

Feel the distance between spirit and body, feel the melting of ice and fire.

Unexpectedly, the effect was surprisingly good.

Two full moons are placed under the lower abdomen, and every time you lower them, you can thoroughly feel the elasticity of youth.

It seemed that even outward movements had become easier.

"Is this heavy?"

Mr. Lu balanced his rhythm and breathing.

With humans as the fulcrum, it keeps rising and falling like a seesaw.

"Yeah, it's OK"

Miao Keyan's voice became much thinner, her eyes were half closed, and she put her hands behind her back, looking at a loss.

"Not heavy, just right."

"Is the palace still cold?"

His fingertips traced across her shoulder blades and tapped her waist.

He leaned down, leaned close to her ear, and asked with a smile.

Because he could feel that the part of her body she just mentioned being cold was not the case at all.

"It's cold. When you're not around, I feel cold every day."

She answered without hiding anything, with beads of sweat clearly visible on her forehead.

The thin waist was pressed in place, not daring to move too much, as if afraid of slipping out.

"Is it warm now?"

Mr. Lu smiled, held her head, turned his head and leaned towards the corner of her mouth.

"Yeah, it's much warmer."

Miao Keyan arched her waist, moved her knees, responded to his kiss, and squinted her eyes slightly.

Separation seems to be a wonderful resonance. The joy of the two people infects and transmits to each other, and after being harmonized, it is fed back to each other exponentially.

Tender and twisted, firm and meltingly firm.

Grains of sand piled up into a tower, which collapsed with a loud bang under the sky.

(End of this chapter)