Yuan Yi came in with a basin of water as usual, and Zhang Xiaoqiang also let her wash him as usual. Looking at Yuan Yi wiping his body like a virtuous wife, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a warmth in his heart once again, although it was not as strong as before, but this kind of precious feeling made him especially cherish it. He closed his eyes and quietly felt it, not thinking about anything, he felt as if he was flying, unrestrained, there were no zombies, there was no man-eating world, Zhang Xiaoqiang really wanted to stay at this moment forever.
Suddenly a strange feeling came from [Little Strong], he opened his eyes and saw Yuan Yi kissing his little brother. He caressed Yuan Yi's cheeks to stop her actions, and hooked her smooth chin to make her look at him.
Yuan Yi quietly looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang, her glass-like dark brown pupils sparkled under the light, just like the little stars in the night sky. Her eyes were clear, pure, this kind of purity and clarity was only open to Zhang Xiaoqiang, outsiders could only see her usual coldness and scarlet when she was thirsty for blood.
Zhang Xiaoqiang let her stand up, and pulled her into his embrace, her face was only a few centimeters away from Zhang Xiaoqiang's lips, she was a little nervous, and her breathing began to quicken, a breath with a little sweet fragrance spread out along with her panting breath on Zhang Xiaoqiang's face, feeling the sweet breath, Zhang Xiaoqiang quietly looked at her, he looked at her so carefully, it was also the first time he looked at her so attentively.
Zhang Xiao Qiang looked at her with a passionate gaze, causing her to be flustered. She was filled with anticipation, yet a little fearful at the same time. It was as though she could not withstand his passionate gaze, as her body trembled uncontrollably. Her soft pink lips were tightly pressed together, and her long lashes covered her half-closed eyes. Her breathing became more hurried, and looking at her sexy lips, Zhang Xiao Qiang could not help but give them a light peck.
Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes looking at her, Yuan Yi felt her body heat up, a warm current began to flow from the tip of her heart to the rest of her body, her heartbeat accelerated.
In this moment of intoxication, she could only hear her own heartbeat, her face was filled with shyness, her eyes were tightly closed, and her nose smelled the masculine scent of Zhang Xiaoqiang, making her unable to help taking a deep breath, wanting to merge this unique scent of Zhang Xiaoqiang into her body, suddenly there was a warm thing lightly pecking her lips.
Yuan Yi felt all the strength in her body being sucked away by this sudden kiss, she could no longer stand, and collapsed into Zhang Xiaoqiang's embrace.
The beautiful and charming woman in front of him leaned into his embrace, the cold fragrance of Yuan Yi's body that was even more elegant than the gardenias rushed into his nose, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a deep breath, feeling that the continuous fragrance rushed from the tip of his nose to his brain, and then to the tip of his heart, slowly falling into the bottom of his heart, settling there.
His palm slowly stroked through her silk-like soft hair to the back of her neck, feeling his slightly warm palm fall on the back of her neck, Yuan Yi's body tensed up, following the movement of his palm, and then softened again, leaning against his body, lightly twisting a bit, pressing herself closer to him, listening to the heartbeat of his chest, Yuan Yi felt a kind of happiness.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's palm slowly slid down to her waist, and then his arms used force to tightly hug her chest. As Zhang Xiaoqiang's arms exerted force, Yuan Yi let out a soft cry, the gentle and sweet voice in his ear, like the sound of a kitten, tickling his heart, feeling Yuan Yi's orchid-like breath on his face, blowing into his ear.
He pressed his cheek against her face, feeling the cold skin on her face, warming her.
The tip of his nose pushed aside a strand of hair that was blocking her face, his cheek brushing against her cheek to the side of her ear, the hot breath of his mouth blowing on her delicate and delicate jade-like ear, that fragrant little ear immediately became a red jade visible to the naked eye.
Looking at that little ear that was even more gorgeous than the highest quality red jade, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but put it in his mouth, carefully tasting it with the tip of his tongue.
Her body trembled, as if she was about to faint. She felt his hot lips on her ear, his lips clamping her soft and moist earlobe, a little bit of moist breath was the tip of his tongue, he gently licked it, the wonderful feeling surging over like a tide, wave after wave, wave after wave, drowning Yuan Yi. She didn't have the strength to struggle, nor did she want to struggle, her eyes tightly closed, her whole body powerlessly snuggling up to him.
Yuan Yi's body slightly trembled in his arms, then she felt his warm lips leaving her sensitive earlobe, a pair of large hands holding onto her legs, her whole body falling into his arms. At this moment, Yuan Yi's mind was empty, she didn't want to think about anything, quietly leaning in his arms and listening to his heartbeat was the happiest thing. At this moment, even if she went to hell, she would have no regrets. As long as he was by her side, even if she was in hell, so what?
Zhang Xiaoqiang came to the bedside and gently placed Yuan Yi on the large Simmons bed. Looking at Yuan Yi who was quietly lying on the bed with her eyes closed, Zhang Xiaoqiang pressed his own body on top of her. Yuan Yi closed her eyes, waiting for the storm to come, until those warm lips returned to her cheeks, her tensed body relaxed again, only feeling the hot lips that were about to melt her heart moving on her cheeks, until they were imprinted on her lips.
Zhang Xiaoqiang left his light kisses all over Yuan Yi's cheeks, until they finally landed on her delicate petal-like lips. As soon as they were imprinted, he felt Yuan Yi's nervousness, the tip of his tongue gently slid over Yuan Yi's lips, until Yuan Yi slightly opened her lips, the tip of his tongue hit a wall on Yuan Yi's silver teeth. Zhang Xiaoqiang wasn't in a hurry, he continued to gently brush her small teeth, until Yuan Yi couldn't help but open her teeth, and Zhang Xiaoqiang's tongue took the opportunity to enter.
At this time, Yuan Yi became bold, her small fragrant tongue took the initiative to tap his tongue, and then retracted, followed by another tap. Zhang Xiaoqiang seized the opportunity to carefully taste her little tongue, Yuan Yi's face quickly turned crimson, her breathing became more rapid, and her sweet breath constantly sprayed on his face.
Clothes fell off the bed, and Yuan Yi opened her eyes to look at Zhang Xiaoqiang, her eyes filled with tears. Right now, she was like a big white sheep lying naked in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang. She didn't have any shame, but a crystal clear tear fell from her eye, exuding a crystal-clear light under the light. When Zhang Xiaoqiang saw her tear, he stopped what he was doing and quietly looked at her.
"Do you mind that I'm not a virgin?
Do you mind that I'm not clean? "
Yuan Yi used a sad tone to say to him, her big eyes were like a faucet, and tears flowed down her cheeks and dripped onto the pillow.
Zhang Xiaoqiang pressed his body on her, and softly whispered in her ear, "No one is clean in the post-apocalyptic world, you're not a virgin?
Could it be that I'm a virgin? "
Feeling Zhang Xiaoqiang's hot body leaning on her, and listening to his whispers, the knot in Yuan Yi's heart was unraveled. She took the initiative to hug his neck and pulled his head to her ear, and used her tongue to lick his ear, panting. Zhang Xiaoqiang enjoyed Yuan Yi's service, and smelled the fragrance of her hair, and entered Yuan Yi's body.
Yuan Yi felt a wave of pain coming from her lower body, and she bit her lips, waiting for the pain to pass. Zhang Xiaoqiang had a girlfriend in the past, and she wasn't a virgin, but the feeling Zhang Xiaoqiang felt from his girlfriend was different from Yuan Yi. One was a bottomless pit, while the other was a narrow path, how could they be compared?
Yuan Yi saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang was confused, and whispered in his ear, "Brother Long only took my first time, and never touched me again. He only let me lie on the floor like a bitch for his pleasure."
Zhang Xiaoqiang used his hands to hold Yuan Yi's smooth cheeks, and used his thumbs to push aside the hair that was blocking her eyes. He looked into her crystal-like eyes and said, "You're my woman now, I, Zhang Xiaoqiang's woman."
When Yuan Yi heard Zhang Xiaoqiang's words, she let out a moan, and hugged him even tighter. She took the initiative to move closer to him, and endured the pain to let him enter deeper. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that Yuan Yi's intentions, and instead felt pity for her. He wasn't in a hurry, and hugged Yuan Yi tightly, kissing her eyes, her nose, her cheeks, and her lips.
When Yuan Yi felt the pain lessen, she took the initiative to cater to him, and as time passed, Yuan Yi also felt that kind of happiness. Her voice was melodious, and her moans were like a young girl singing softly, with a sweet nasal sound that echoed in Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears. Her moans made Zhang Xiaoqiang even more excited, and Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that he had lived his life in vain. Only with Yuan Yi could he feel the happiness of being a man, and he and Yuan Yi were entangled until late at night.