It is said that men and women are different. After a man reaches his thirties, that aspect starts to go downhill.

Gu Congli stepped on Ben San's tail. Shi Yin originally thought that the decline in his ability in bed would soon start to show.

Shi Yin originally thought it didn't matter. What she liked was Gu Congli, and doing this kind of thing was not very important to her.

Until a week ago, Shi Yin understood what it means to not understand the darkness of night during the day.

But thinking about it afterwards, he had been holding back for a long time, and it was the first time between two people. He would inevitably want to express himself, but he might not be able to do it later.

So even though I still have a little bit of a psychological shadow, I still believe it.

The house was silent, and the sound of the friction of clothes was very clear, which made people more and more sensitive. Shi Yin buried his head in Gu Congli's neck, and was carried into the house by him and placed on the bed.

Gu Congli leaned over and looked at her.

Just now at the venue, she was actually jealous of Li Nian, thinking that he had looked at Li Nian's legs.

Gu Congli suspected that she never looked in the mirror, otherwise how could she think other women's legs were beautiful.

Her legs, from ankles to calves, knees, and thighs, were as white as suet, smooth and pliable to the touch, without a single flaw, and were as beautiful as handicrafts.

Gu Congli knelt beside the bed, holding her delicate ankle with one hand and pushing it up. The slightly cold fingertips were ironed by the warmth of her skin, slowly warming it up.

In this position, he could see the scenery above clearly from bottom to top.

Shi Yin blushed, stepped on the sheets in panic and struggled, trying to bring her legs together, but his two hands held them firmly apart, and she couldn't move even half a minute.

She blushed with embarrassment and said anxiously: "Gu Congli..."

"Shh," his Adam's apple rolled slightly, his breath was low, and his warm lips pressed against her white jade-like knees.

Shi Yin curled her toes together uneasily, covered her face with her hands, and looked away.

His kiss went all the way up, sliding inch by inch to the center of her legs.

Shi Yin trembled.

Gu Congli suddenly stopped,

"Shiyin, open your eyes."

Shi Yin was about to cry. He closed his eyes and covered his face. His voice was muffled and a little choked: "I don't want...it's so embarrassing. Get up..."

He also turned on the light.

When men do this, do they all like to be so, so, upright?

Gu Congli stood up obediently, put his arms on the side of her head, lowered his head and kissed her lips gently, then raised his head and whispered: "Open your eyes and look at me."

Shi Yin hesitated for two seconds, then carefully removed his hand and opened his eyes.

Meet his eyes.

Gu Congli has very beautiful eyes. He looks very similar to Bai Lu, especially his eyes, which are slender and narrow.

The color of his eyes was much lighter than that of ordinary people, which made Shi Yin suspect more than once that he might be one-eighth one-sixteenth mixed race or something. His dark-grey pupils were even lighter in the sunlight, and they were as beautiful as glass.

At this time, those beautiful eyes were looking at her from top to bottom, their lust gathering and settling little by little, like a silent night, with a rich dark color.

Beautiful and alluring, as if she was bewitched, Shi Yin raised her hand and lightly touched his thin eyelids with her fingertips.

Gu Congli paused, raised his hand, grabbed the hand she touched, and slowly pulled it down.

His white fingertips felt hot to the touch, and he froze for a moment. He subconsciously pulled out his hand like an electric shock, only to be held tightly.

Shi moaned and whimpered, letting him move her, feeling ashamed and jerky.

Gu Congli lowered his eyes, his eyes fixed on her tightly, sweat rolled down his forehead, he took a deep breath, licked his lips suppressedly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Just like this, look at me."

Gu Congli really took care of her, if you don't count his hands, it was only once.

And it's really gentle.

But knowing the taste by eating the marrow is really not a good thing.

Shi Yin didn't know where he came from with so many bastard flirting methods. She felt extremely uncomfortable. The feeling of overflowing was strange and unfamiliar. In the end, she still cried and grabbed his waist to beg him.

The result of begging was that she cried even harder.

Shi Yin started not to understand.

Is it true that men start to lose their ability after the age of thirty? Does the dividing line have to be applied after the age of thirty?

Shi Yin felt that she might not survive until he was thirty. If Gu Congli continued like this, she would be tortured to death by him on the bed when he was twenty-nine.

Fortunately, the beast was very gentle after being fed, and he was fully responsible for all the subsequent work. Shi Yin was only responsible for being held in his arms and breathing.

The next day I was still awakened by the movement of the people around me.

She raised her eyelids and took a look, and saw a man standing beside the bed. His broad and smooth shoulder lines and back muscles were different from the male models Shi Yin had seen in magazines. His skin was fair, but he had a particularly good figure.

It feels good in hand too.

Shi Yin drowsily closed his eyes again, groaned, turned over, and continued to sleep.

She vaguely felt that the edge of the bed had collapsed slightly, and someone was holding her legs and stuffing them into the quilt, and then pulling the fallen sheets over her shoulders.

When I woke up again, the sun was shining brightly.

She opened her eyes and looked at the simple black chandelier on the ceiling, and for a moment she didn't realize she was there.

It took Shi Yin ten seconds to react.

Gu Congli was not there, and she was the only one in the bedroom. Yesterday, her life was almost destroyed by the crime tools. She didn't bother to observe what the crime scene looked like. At this time, she looked around. The bedroom in Gu Congli's house was more

Hers looks twice as big, and there is a sexy women's nightgown on the stool at the corner of the bed.

Shi Yin paused for two seconds, climbed to the end of the bed and pulled him over.

The silk fabric is soft and smooth, with a faint scent of laundry detergent.

She threw her pajamas on the corner of the bed, lifted the quilt and rolled over. Except that her legs were still a little soft, she didn't feel too uncomfortable. She ran to the floor to pick up her handbag, took out her mobile phone, and ran back to the bed.

Pulling out a pillow and leaning against the bedside, Shi Yin turned on his cell phone and called Gu Congli.

There were two rings over there, and Gu Congli picked up the answer with a low voice: "Are you awake?"

"I don't want to wear clothes worn by other women." She said dullly.

Gu Congli was silent.

Half a minute later, the bedroom door was pushed open. He walked in with a phone, walked to the closet, took out a light gray nightgown, walked to the bed and handed it to her: "Do you want to wear mine?"

"..."

Shi Yin glared at him.

Gu Congli's face was expressionless.

Shi Yin wrapped herself in sheets and jumped up, kneeling beside the bed, saying fiercely: "You kept other women's pajamas until now! You even used them for me to wear. Do you not want a girlfriend anymore?"

She thought of the little raincoat in the drawer last night again, and her expression became even fiercer. She took his hand and took a bite: "You still have so many little raincoats. Editor Gu is so beautiful, and he must be very harmonious with his ex-girlfriend."

Bar."

Gu Congli glanced sideways at the nightgown that she had kicked to the corner of the bed: "This is my mother's."

Then he glanced at the bedside table drawer: "Those," he tapped his chin, "are prepared for you, strawberry flavor."

"..."

Shi Yin blushed, silently crawled back to the corner of the bed, folded up the nightgown, and placed the board neatly on the stool, with a very solemn expression.

Gu Congli looked at her funny and put the clothes in his hands over her head: "Get dressed and come out to eat."

Shi Yin slowly put on his nightgown, tightened the collar and tied the belt tightly, blinking: "Are you going to see auntie on the weekend?"

In the past, Gu Congli would disappear for a day every weekend and could not be contacted via phone or text messages. Shi Yin felt that he was a man with secrets, and often imagined that he was in two different places, having sex with another beauty every weekend.

scene.

But then I thought carefully about Editor Gu's unpredictable and evil personality. I'm afraid no other woman could survive under his hands for more than three minutes, so Shi Yin felt relieved.

Gu Congli was quiet for two seconds and nodded: "Well, together?"

Shi Yin scratched his head and looked at him with pursed lips: "Will Auntie like me in the future?"

The little girl was sitting on her knees on the bed, looking up at him uneasily with her little head raised. She was wearing his nightgown and wrapped in his quilt, with her long hair hanging softly around her shoulders, looking extremely well-behaved.

Gu Congli raised his hand and rubbed her head: "Yes."

He couldn't think of anyone in the world who wouldn't like her.

Shi Yin followed Gu Congli to see Bai Lu twice, but both times he didn't dare to go in. He only stood at the door and glanced at her from a distance.

The woman sat quietly on the bed or stood by the window. Whenever there was any movement, she would look over quickly, her beautiful light-colored eyes shining brightly.

Then, when you can clearly see the person coming, the light inside will slowly go out bit by bit.

Shi Yin didn't know how to describe that feeling.

She now roughly understands the whole story and knows who Bai Lu is waiting for, so she will feel unbearable.

But you know what you know.
To be continued...