1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 133 No Leg Shaking
It's the middle of the night, I can't sleep.
Patting the head and feet makes me feel relieved, snorting, dongqiangdongqiang~
Zhai Yuan lay on Zhou Haimei and rubbed against her like a buffalo plowing the field.

Zhou Haimei originally wanted to pinch his waist but retracted her hand and responded to him awkwardly.

Suck, suck, suck~
It was too hot in the quilt, so I lifted it up to see the sun again.

The bedside lamplight was faintly yellow, casting a hazy shadow across the room.

The halo shone on Zhou Haimei's soft and exposed body, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on her fair neck.

Zhai Yuan's lips swept down, held her chin, passed over the crook of her neck, and kissed her lightly again.

Zhou Haimei closed her eyes and felt a tingling sensation emanating from her bones. Her two straight pencil legs curled up involuntarily and her calves trembled.

"Cousin, what do you want to do?"

Feeling the wetness on her chest, the girl gasped shyly.

Zhai Yuan raised his head and glanced at a glass bottle on the table.

The bottle was filled with water-absorbing beads made of bubble rubber, which were originally intended for decoration. However, too much water was put in it, and the water-absorbing beads expanded so large that they almost burst the bottle mouth.

He leaned close to Zhou Haimei's ear with a hoarse voice and said, "I want to do to you what spring did to the cherry tree."

From green to mature, and then bear fruit.

Zhou Haimeishasha took a breath: "I don't understand."

Zhai Yuan thought she was a little silly.

Forget it, I don’t understand.

He pulled his shirt out of his pants and decided to start the hunt.

Not eating when you have food is a heinous crime.

"Turn off, turn off the lights."

The silly girl closed her eyes and dared not open them, and reminded in a low voice.

Zhai Yuan kicked off his shoes and socks, and without standing up, he grabbed his shoes and smashed them against the switch on the wall.

With a snap, the room fell into darkness.

Without the light, Zhou Haimei finally opened her bright eyes again, and her movements became bolder and more active. She reached her cold little hands into Zhai Yuan's clothes and touched around, licking him with the tip of her tongue like a kitten.

"Cousin, I really like the smell of you."

She took a deep breath and murmured.

It is said that when you like someone, you can smell the unique hormones on him. This is a genetic choice.

However, Zhai Yuan thought that was not necessarily the case, because beautiful girls all smelled fragrant.

The two kissed and hugged each other on the bed, with less and less cloth on their bodies.

Zhai Yuan threw her pajamas aside and spread her beautiful legs with his knees.

He rubbed it against her unattractive printed boxer briefs for a few times.

Mickey Mouse was drooling with hunger.

"Cousin, Brother Yuan."

Zhou Haimei's voice was so trembling that she even changed her way of addressing him. Her hot face pressed against Zhai Yuan's and she said shyly in his ear, "Can we do it like we did on the beach last time?"

"Ok?"

It was the first time the two had intimate contact on the beach, and Zhou Haimei even bit Zhai Yuan's lip.

He couldn't remember what else he had done, though.

Zhou Haimei hesitated for a moment, and then reminded in a whisper: "Just like before, help me clean the mud and sand off my feet..."

"I know what you mean!"

Zhai Yuan pretended to stand up: "I'll go dig some sand now."

Zhou Haimei suddenly felt that she was being teased. She picked up a piece of flesh from his neck in an angry manner and made threatening whimpering sounds.

“But how to clean it without mud and sand?”

Zhai Yuan asked knowingly, and his hand slipped.

Stroke the pencil legs down.

He grabbed Zhou Hanmei's smooth and soft little feet, pinched her nutmeg-like toes, and stroked them gently.

Zhou Haimei's legs were shaking more and more violently, and her arms were wrapped tightly around Zhai Yuan.

What is this weird switch?
Just now, it was only her neck and face that were red, but as her delicate arch of feet was stroked, blushes bloomed on her chest.

Zhai Yuan felt his throat dry. Han Mei seemed to realize something, covering her face with both hands and biting her lower lip tightly.

Right now! Right now, fucking now!

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Outside in the living room, footsteps were heard and slippers slapped the floor.

There was a yawn, and then the sound of a door opening.

The door of the bathroom next door was opened, and soon footsteps were heard again.

"It's so late, I don't know if the poor guy has come back yet."

Zhao Meizhen's voice sounded outside, and the footsteps were closer to the door.

After knocking twice on the door, before Zhai Yuan could respond, the doorknob made a clicking sound as it was turned.

"surface……"

Zhou Haimei was so frightened that her body froze and she was about to speak subconsciously.

Zhai Yuan's face changed drastically, and without thinking, he directly blocked her mouth with the Mickey Mouse in his hand.

The silly girl whimpered with a look of fear in her eyes.

Zhai Yuan suddenly lifted the quilt, covering her entire body, and sandwiched her between his legs.

"Shh, don't move!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open with a creak.

"Ayuan?"

Under the dim moonlight, Zhao Meizhen saw the bulge on Zhai Yuan's bed and screamed.

"Yawn~"

Zhai Yuan rubbed his eyes and said sleepily, "What's the matter? I just lay down."

"You're back so late again. Didn't I tell you that Haimei and your aunt Ling are coming to visit us today and asked you to come back early?"

Zhao Meizhen said in a reproachful tone, "You didn't even answer the phone. Haimei couldn't wait for you today and didn't even eat a few bites of food. Even if your aunt Ling doesn't say anything on the surface, she will still think that you don't respect your elders and are bullying their daughter!"

Zhai Yuan felt Zhou Haimei's hot breath hitting his legs under the quilt.

If skipping a meal is considered bullying Silly Girl, then if Luo Huiling saw this, wouldn't she kill me with a knife?
"Okay, my phone is out of power! I've been too busy with work lately, so I'll get up early tomorrow to apologize to Aunt Ling."

When Zhai Yuan said this, he remembered that he probably didn't know that Zhou Haimei and her daughter were at home yet.

So he added, "Tomorrow I will go to Tuen Mun with some gifts and apologize."

Zhao Meizhen snorted and stood at the door and warned: "Your Aunt Ling and Haimei will stay at home tonight, so you don't have to go to Tuen Mun. Remember to get up early tomorrow and look like a human being."

"Really? So they haven't left yet."

Zhai Yuan nodded as if he suddenly realized something, and then pretended to yawn: "Okay, I know. I'm a little sleepy. Mom, you should go back to your room and rest early."

"You played outside so late, and you feel sleepy after talking to me for a few minutes? It just so happens that there are no outsiders around now, and I have something serious to ask you."

Instead of leaving, Zhao Meizhen took a few steps into the room and reached out to turn on the light.

Zhai Yuan was quick to turn on the bedside lamp: "Don't turn on the ceiling light, it's too bright and it hurts my eyes."

Under the quilt, Zhou Haimei's body trembled slightly. She could clearly feel Aunt Zhen's footsteps getting closer and closer. She bit Mickey Mouse tightly and dared not make a sound.

"There are so many problems."

Zhao Meizhen muttered something, withdrew the finger that was pressing on the switch, took a few steps forward, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Zhai Yuan clearly noticed that as Zhou Haimei sat down, her breathing under the quilt stopped.

He swallowed calmly and smiled at Zhao Meizhen to attract her attention.

"Don't be so frivolous! Let's talk about serious matters. I heard Liang Zhichao say..."

Zhao Meizhen was halfway through her words when she suddenly looked suspicious, frowned and glared at Zhai Yuan, then she turned her head sharply and glanced towards the end of the bed.

Zhai Yuan's heart skipped a beat and he didn't dare to move.

But it was no use if he didn't move. Zhou Haimei in the quilt was so scared that she pressed her head against his stomach, curled up her legs, and her body couldn't stop shaking.

Zhao Meizhen took a deep breath and looked grim.

After staring at the quilt that was shaking slightly for a few seconds, the old lady slapped it and turned back to yell at Zhai Yuan, "Stop shaking your legs!"

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