What happens next, let nature take its course.

Adult men and women had been dating for such a long time, and Shi Yin didn't react until he was pinned down on the table and kissed until he was in a daze.

By this time, her pajamas were gone.

Gu Congli's hand had already penetrated along the edge of her pajamas, and her fingertips were cold, which made her hide with a groan.

The Queen who was ten minutes ago disappeared without a trace. Shi Yin was held down and kissed until her breath became unsteady. The comics and photocopied storyboards piled on the table were all pushed off the table and fell to the floor, hard.

When the tabletop hits the ground, the bones in my back hurt.

But his hands were not honest and wandered everywhere.

Shi Yin pushed him with a cry, grabbed the edge of the table with her hand, slid up the edge of the table, and hit something cold on the back of her hand.

Her confused and confused mind came to her senses, and she realized that it was the bowl containing crayfish.

When she woke up, she felt the man's hand hooked around the waistband of her pajamas. She quickly patted him and raised her hand to push his head: "Gu Congli..."

Dark tabletop, white person, messy hair, bright red lips.

Gu Congli looked at her, panting and raising his head, his eyes filled with a touch of lust.

Shi Yin's face turned red and he hesitated: "My family doesn't have...that..."

He frowned slightly and seemed a little confused: "Huh?"

Shi Yin covered her face with her hands, too embarrassed to look at him, and said in a muffled voice, "That's it, the little raincoat for Xiao Xiaoli."

"..."

Gu Congli understood.

He didn't react at all. He was doing whatever he was supposed to do with his hands. He only raised his eyes slightly and asked in a low voice: "Is your period accurate?"

Shi Yin was at a loss, not knowing why he asked this: "That's right...what's wrong..."

He nodded, lowered his eyes again, and continued with his work: "Then you have a safe period today."

Shi Yin was stunned: "How, no, how did you know when I..."

Gu Congli didn't answer, and kissed her with a vague "hmm".

Of course he knew that when she was on her period in high school, she would lean against the cafeteria wall cautiously in dirty clothes, eagerly waiting for him to come back, like an abandoned puppy.

Gu Congli didn't expect this at first, but when he suddenly remembered it, he realized that he had never forgotten such a day.

Gu Congli didn't know if it was a bit abnormal to remember the days of a little girl's menstrual period for so many years.

If you're a pervert, be perverted, it doesn't matter to him.

Shi Yin still disagreed and kicked him with her foot, her voice filled with a sweet and sticky cry: "But I'm afraid, what if this safe period is not safe at all."

Gu Congli paused.

He took his hand away, stood up with support on the table, and casually put the pajamas he had just taken off on her: "I'll buy it."

Shi Yin sniffed and looked at him cautiously.

It is said that when a man is not satisfied, his mood will become worse and his temper will be particularly bad. At this time, you must observe carefully. A man who loses his temper must not marry.

She pulled the collar of her pajamas and struggled to sit up, glanced at him furtively, and then lowered her eyes.

Her moist lips stained with his saliva pursed her lips: "Or, another day?"

Her study room is full of bookcases, and there is a large one behind the door facing the table. The glass cabinet door is closed, and the woman's beautiful white back is vaguely reflected on it, with deep grooves and seductive arcs drawn by butterfly bones.

Gu Congli stared at the glass surface of the cabinet door for a while, then whispered: "That's it for today."

Shi Yin: "..."

Sitting on the table, she glanced across the pile of drafts on the floor, drew a circle, and landed on the bowl of crayfish at the corner of the table. She continued politely: "But when you buy it back, the atmosphere will be gone."

Gu Congli raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's okay, I'll help you make it."

Shi Yin quickly said: "It's different. The feeling created is not the same as the unintentional atmosphere."

Gu Congli leaned forward and kissed her moist eyes gently: "Don't want to?"

Shi Yin shook his head and said honestly: "I'm hungry, I want to eat, and I also want to eat crayfish."

Her eyes were still fixed on the bowl on the table, and she even swallowed: "Otherwise, you will lose everything."

Gu Congli: "..."

Shi Yin made a sincere suggestion: "Otherwise, you go buy a raincoat, I'll eat, we divide the work and work together to solve the problem, and then we can continue working on it when we come back."

Gu Congli sighed helplessly.

He raised his hand, patted her head, turned around and walked out: "Get dressed and come out to eat."

Shi Yin put on her pajamas, went to the bathroom to tidy up, and washed her face before coming out.

Gu Congli cooked a bowl of noodles, vegetables, mushrooms, an egg, and peeled crayfish as toppings.

Shi Yin was so hungry that he almost didn't notice that he was hungry at first. His stomach only twitched and twitched. But when he saw the bowl of noodles, his hunger was reactivated. He held his chopsticks and ate it all, even a little bit.

There was no soup left.

After chewing off the green cabbage leaves and finishing the last mouthful of soup, Shi Yin put the big bowl on the dining table and felt so happy that he wanted to burp.

She slumped in her chair and tilted her head to look at Gu Congli sitting opposite.

From the moment she started eating noodles until now, he has been sitting across from her looking at his phone, wondering what he was doing.

Shi Yin held his head and looked at him: "What are you doing?"

The light is bright and gentle, and the man is sitting in a dining chair. The contradictory combination of indifference and laziness in him is magically harmonious.

She had eaten and drank enough, and was in a good mood. She felt a little unhappy when she saw him immersed in the world of mobile phones and not paying attention to her at all. She picked up the bowl, walked to the kitchen and put it in the sink.

I made a loud noise on purpose.

He raised his eyes, then lowered them lightly: "Leave it there, I'll wash it."

Shi Yin also threw the chopsticks in, making them crackle.

He still didn't raise his head, but out of the corner of his eye, Shi Yin caught a glimpse of who he was chatting with, and vaguely saw a three-letter name.

Lovers should also have some privacy, and Shi Yin respected him very much, so she walked up to him, pinched the edge of the phone in his hand, slowly pulled it out, and threw it on the dining table.

Gu Congli finally raised his eyes.

Shi Yin stood and he sat. She looked at him condescendingly, puffing her mouth in dissatisfaction: "I'm full."

Gu Congli looked deeply, and took her wrist to pull her over. Shi Yin sat obediently on his lap, hooked her arms around his neck, closed her eyes, and put her red lips together.

She responded to him in an unorganized manner, enthusiastic and jerky.

She could feel it touching her thigh little by little where she was sitting.

Gu Congli's hand slipped under the hem of her pajamas, and his fingertips landed on the bones of her back, touching down inch by inch.

His movements were light and slow. Shi Yin felt a little ticklish, so she giggled and hid, turned her head, buried it in his neck, and asked in a thin voice: "Can you control it today?"

Gu Congli said hoarsely: "I'll try my best."

Shi Yin supported his shoulders and stood up straight, glaring at him: "Then what's the difference between this and that day?"

He bit her neck and unbuttoned her buttons one by one: "The difference is that you will definitely feel pain that day, but you may feel pain today."

Shi Yin began to regret it, and wanted to retreat a little bit. He touched her so softly that she huddled in his arms, her nose wrinkled pitifully, and she coquettishly said, "I don't want to feel pain."

Gu Congli laughed softly, carried her to the bedroom, and bit her ear: "I'll make you feel comfortable."

Shi Yin didn't know where Gu Congli got the confidence from, thinking that he could make her feel comfortable.

On this day, she understood two things.

The man took off his clothes faster than he could pee. When she was pressed on the bed and kissed so hard that she didn't react, her clothes were gone.

Also, men are liars in bed, he can control his shit.

Especially Gu Congli.

The ferocity of this man is clearly reflected in this incident.

It was around nine o'clock in the evening when Shi Yin finished the bowl of noodles. At twelve o'clock in the night, she crawled to the bed crying. Halfway through, someone grabbed her ankles and dragged her over, and nailed her to the bed again.

His voice was hoarse and cold, untainted by desire, with only a low gasp, and the hot air in his breath burned the tips of her ears: "Don't run away..."

Shi Yin cried and shouted, and his voice became hoarse.

It wasn't until she was finally turned over and over and tortured that she became unconscious and couldn't lift her legs, then she vaguely felt someone kissing her tears away, holding her and washing her away, and the water from the shower rushed to that area, causing throbbing pain.

.

Shi Yin shrank to hide, but was held down and unable to move. The light in the bathroom was bright, but she didn't even have the strength to be ashamed. She huddled in the man's arms and sobbed, "It hurts..."

He pressed her knees and coaxed her softly: "Be good, wash up."

Early the next morning, Shi Yin woke up and almost went crazy.

Gu Congli slept very little. When she woke up, he was already awake. He turned over and felt a burning pain in his lower body.
To be continued...