Hidden Assassin: Volume 6 Under the Blue Sky, Section 297, Sing Softly

At the end of the afternoon with some haze, the room with the curtains closed was dimly lit, and the white dress was randomly placed on the desk. The high heels were kicked off by the bed. The figure of the woman was half lying on the bed with a thin quilt. Pulled up to the waist, revealing that the upper body outside the quilt is wearing a blouse with a butterfly round neck. The tight upper circumference and the slender and tight waist are visible even if they lie lazily. Somewhat intellectual breath.

Only at this time, the teenager sitting on the side of the bed was also putting a hand into the bedding, bringing a burst of activity.

The long skirt is already on the table, and the soft white underwear is being randomly thrown on the side of the bed. With the movement of the woman’s legs in the bedding and the occasional soft groan, the whole The scene became extremely ambiguous: it was dark, the bed, the beauties, the hands of the teenagers moving in the bedding, and the lower body of the woman who wanted to be naked in the bedding. After a while, Jia Ming took out his hand, holding a white towel that was still hot, turned and threw it into the basin of hot water on the chair next to him, washed it several times, and took the hot water to the bathroom. Pour the inside out, then take out a basin, wash the towels and wring them dry.

"Nothing, right?" Jia Ming asked.

"It should be gone."

"Then wash your face."

A hot towel covers Yahan’s face, and after washing, he wipes her neck down. Jiaming reaches out and unbuttons the blouse one by one, revealing Yahan’s beautiful upper body. Wipe it with a hot towel. .

"I knew I had to untie it, why should I buckle..."

The woman's voice is soft and greasy, and she may not have no strength. But every time after experiencing such violent storms, her whole body is indeed a finger and she doesn’t want to lose her mind. Her skin trembles slightly, and the sense of satisfaction fills every part of her body and mind. Therefore, the cleaning work can only be done at home. Do it tomorrow. The warm towel rubbed her skin heavily. She squinted her eyes slightly, and moved her head comfortably on the pillow: "Well, Jia Ming. Did you do it on purpose?"

"What?" Jia Mingzheng opened the sides of her shirt and put the towel into her back, a little puzzled.

"I mean..." With a soft, trembling voice, Yahan raised his chest and lower abdomen. The skin is tight, which is convenient for Jia Ming to wipe, "You always like to wipe the bottom first, and then wash my face and upper body..." between his lips with a playful smile. It seemed to be ridiculing Jia Ming's handle.

He curled his mouth irritably, Jia Mingdi still stretched his right hand behind his back, but the left hand placed on her waist was retracting her smooth and tight lower abdomen, and his fingers ran across the skin. The room fell silent. Two pairs of eyes looked at each other with a smile, one of them was threatening, but the other was probably smiling unyieldingly. Gently bit his lower lip with his white teeth. The corner of Yahan's eyes nervously noticed that Jia Ming's left hand slid down from her lower abdomen. Fingers touched her skin occasionally.

Slide across the lower abdomen, belly button, and then. Putting her left hand between the bedding, the woman's body trembled slightly, and then the hand stretched between her legs tightened suddenly.

"Ah-surrendered -"

A low scream came out of Yahan’s throat. Her legs were tight in the bedding, her body curled up into dried shrimps, and her body turned weakly to the inside. She smiled and begged for mercy: "I was wrong. Brother Jiaming, I dare not..."

"What's wrong with you?" Facing Yahan's face, Jia Ming is holding her back with one hand and the other is tightly between her legs. Although Yahan is already mature The female body seemed to be hugged by him like a child. With the symbolic struggle, at close range, Yahan's eyes almost dripped water.

"I...I was wrong, I shouldn't tell the truth, ah--"

After this yell, in a short breath, Yahan barely dared to do a symbolic struggle again. It was obvious that Jiaming's new "threatening" action by the hand that reached into the bedding worked. Although Yahan's hands were also stretched under the quilt, it was obvious that there was no ability and willingness to stop Jia Ming at all. He tightened his neck, and Yahan's hands gently pulled Jia Ming's clothes corners.

"I don't dare anymore...Don't mess with me, Brother Jiaming, don't...Um...make it..."

"Look at you again...open your legs." He wanted Yahan because he was in a headache. He also wanted to find something to distract himself. Now the headache is already Stopped, but looking at Yahan's body after deliberately teasing, but the body was completely unable to bear, the ** almost couldn't help but rush up. In this regard, Yahan’s body is mature and sensitive. However, compared to energetic girls like Lingjing and Shasha, her ability to withstand this kind of thing is really weak. It is also because of this that she has a professional teacher at this time. Women are obviously more tempting.

"You must not take the opportunity to mess around..." Yahan blushed and relaxed her legs, Jia Ming took out her hand, and then slapped her on the hip, and Yahan also immediately pushed up He closed his mouth and stretched out his hand to punch him, but this punch is really less powerful than a massage. After wiping her body, Jia Ming buttoned her coat, then picked up the underwear on the side of the bed, and put his hands into the quilt from behind. When something happened, Yahan whispered: "It's the other way around!"

"Uh...you said earlier..."

"How can I feel if I don't wear it... You deliberately!" She blushed and accused.

"You are deliberately tall, you are a **** girl, you are not allowed to turn on the light, and you want me to help you wear it, if I hold it in my hand for a long time, you have to say that I am a pervert."

"Aren't you...Ah-no, no, brother Jiaming

He just pulled down the underpants that had been worn upside down with both hands. Unexpectedly, Yahan was sensitive to this, and she shrank, protecting her uncovered legs with both hands, and quickly became soft. Jiaming smiled badly: "Well, you wear it yourself."

"I don't want to move..."

"That's it."

"Okay, wait until Lingjing comes to see you after school, and let her see me lying on your bed without underwear, and see how you explain to her... I said there was a pervert that tossed me all afternoon and got it I lost my strength at all and threw me here. As for who... I don’t know. Don’t worry. I’d rather die than say that it’s your land."

"You... a perverted woman..."

There was another sibling in the quilt. Then Jia Ming picked up the skirt on the table and put it in the quilt. When everything was sorted out, he pulled the quilt for Yahan: "Okay, sleep. Right."

"Hmm."

Flirting and scolding go back to flirting and scolding. After the sex, Yahan was tired and always sleepy. At this moment, he nodded like a little girl, watching Jia Ming lift the basin and walked into the bathroom again. Then came the sound of pouring water and Jia Ming's humming softly, and the sound of music from the mourning hall outside, the sound of worship, and the noise of people gambling or chatting were also faintly heard. In addition to the dimness after the curtains are drawn, there are not many things that can be seen. In fact, the whole room is not too big, but this is a bright room. The tables and chairs, the books piled in the corner, the warm yellow electric lights from the bathroom, and the thin bedding covering her body made her feel extremely warm.

The feeling of satisfaction and warmth seems to be immersed in the blood, flowing into every part of the body, bringing unimaginable peace and tranquility in the heart, and for the first time doing the most intimate things in the family's room. For the first time, I can truly enjoy the feeling of a bed belonging to "him"-she had slept in this bed of Jiaming before, and even had a spring dream, but Jiaming did not belong to her at that time. Naturally it is different-as if the two have made a real couple. In his own bedroom, he feels like sleeping with him. For her, this has absolutely extraordinary significance.

Based on her current familiarity with Jia Ming. Naturally, Jia Ming didn’t regard this place as an important home. He shared the world with Lingjing and Shasha, as well as the small suite left by his parents as a secret base. But in any case, this simple room is indeed It really bears his childhood. A teenager who had such a close relationship with him grew up in this room. Although it was not only this house that grew up with him, at this time, she seemed to be able to I feel the kind of breath that exists as Jiaming, like liquid, covering every part of her body in every possible way.

"...Ah vine...ah climb up..." He hummed softly, and Jia Ming waved the water stains on his hands and walked out of the small bathroom. Seeing her eyes were still looking brightly. Frozen for a moment: "Why don't you sleep yet."

"Sleep." Yahan said softly, but didn't intend to close his eyes. Jiaming shrugged and sat at the desk to read the comics. Then he turned his head and said to Yahan, "I opened the window? "

"Don't open it, I can't sleep with light." Yahan said.

"Then...well..."

"You can turn on the lamp, it doesn't matter if you turn on the lamp."

"Huh?" Jia Ming glanced at her, and said that turning on the lamp is not the same, but after all he didn't say anything. He unscrewed the small lamp on the table, and the warm yellow light poured down and lit up with the desk as the center. A few places. Yahan feels the light of the lamp. At this time, the room where the curtains are drawn has the atmosphere of night. After the lamp is lit, it gives people the feeling that night is coming. Yahan leaned sideways, looking at the comics. Jia Ming of Jiaming only feels as if they are really in their room. On their night, she is sleeping next to him, and he is turning on the bedside lamp and reading a book, waiting for the time to rest.

Unconsciously, she felt a little moist in her eye sockets, and a tear in the shadows slid down the corner of her eyes, but in her heart, she only felt warm and peaceful.

With Jiaming for more than four months, no matter who she is in front of, she can frankly admit that this is the happiest time in her life, but unlike Lingjing and Shasha, she is an adult Although she always behaves immaturely in front of Jiaming, she has received the most formal leadership courses. In school, she can intervene in many things. Although she does not manage the family company, she can interact with many billionaires at the same time. Jianghai economics and politicians keep in touch with each other and use her outstanding skills to pull a sum of sponsorship funds for the Sacred Heart Academy. She is capable, responsible, and responsible. As an adult, most importantly, she will inevitably Consider the future.

So, what is her future, or their future?

She likes Jia Ming, which is certain. Even when it comes to love, she also thinks it will be like this. When in the United States, she chose to ignore the future like a drug addiction and had a relationship with Jia Ming. However, when the initial impulse became calm, of course she would still remember that she robbed Lingjing and Shasha's man, and most importantly, Jia Ming would never be separated from the two girls. This is a certain thing.

She would think so, and of course she didn’t have any intention of breaking them apart. Even for Lingjing and Shasha, she has always had a touch of guilt. Over the past four months, she has been able to live alone with Jia Ming. She doesn't have much time, but if there is such an opportunity, she will even choose to call Lingjing and Shasha first, and go out with the four of them. She will feel at ease only when the other two girls are not free

Account for the family name. However, such a thing, perhaps when. At the end, Lingjing will grow up, Shasha will grow up, and Jiaming will also grow up. When does he choose a woman to marry? When they all enter a complex society. Is it possible for them to maintain such a relationship? Not to mention... If Lingjing and Shasha find out...

The boundary between an adult and a child is nothing more than whether he will consider the future. A person who ignores the future can never be regarded as mature. However, whenever such thoughts flooded involuntarily, she would rather have pure innocence. It is precisely because of this kind of feelings about gains and losses that she cherishes the happiness and satisfaction of every moment at this time. It also made her extra sticky in front of Jiaming. Like a child, eagerly asking for all intimacy. Just be with Jia Ming. She could do anything that was ashamed of thinking about it before. She called him Brother Jiaming. He deliberately confronted him, and then desperately begged for mercy when the punishment came. After each intimacy, she might not be able to move or move, but she would rather let Jiaming clean up her lower body, bathe her, and dress her. She can let Jiaming hug her and then come back with her clothes, and even go to the toilet before going to bed. She is like a baby, let Jiaming do everything for her, almost greedily feeling this even men and women. The intimacy that friends may not have.

If this kind of psychology is a bit abnormal, she will admit it with confidence. Whenever she thinks about the possibility of separation between the two in the future, she feels that the fear and emptiness in her heart are beyond the limit.

While watching the comics, Jia Ming occasionally glanced at her. In the past, if Yahan was tired from tossing, she could fall asleep on the pillow, but today she looks even more tired, so her eyes are still dangling and refusing Close to the ground. After a while, I probably thought of some possibilities. I lowered my head to read the book and stopped reading Yahan. Then, there was a soft singing voice in the room.

Just sing plainly, without accompaniment, and without serious singing. Yahan lay on the bed, closed her eyes, first hummed gently and slowly, and then slowly got the lyrics. Her voice is not sharp, she used to have a flat and gentle voice, and she was a little tired at this time, her voice was soft and soft.

"When you look at me...

I have not spoken, and you have guessed it thoroughly,

Love is not sure,

It still doesn't meet your requirements..."

The humming is mixed with lyrics, and sometimes it transitions to nasal humming. That is the melody of Guangliang's "First Time". She sings, shaking her head gently on the pillow.

"Oh~ the first time I said I love you,

Breathing sad and heart trembling constantly,

Oh~ the first time I held your hands,

Let it down gently, I don’t know where to go,

That's the reason to fall in love together,

That is to stay together..."

With a low voice tremor, Yahan smiled somewhat narcissistically while singing on the pillow. Her talent for singing was actually not very good. This song was originally composed only in 2001. The reason why she Knowing, it was naturally due to Jia Ming’s shameless plagiarism, but she didn’t release an album to the singer. After hearing Jia Ming hum several times, she was not very familiar with it. Sometimes she got out of tune and sometimes forgot the lyrics, so she dragged her voice. Hum la la" hummed over, but the voice echoed in the small room, but it flows as pure as water, like every girl in love...

"Ah~ the first time I kissed your deep dimples,

I want to be awake but dazzled,

Oh~ the first time you lay on my chest,

I haven't been separated for twenty-four hours,

That was the first time I knew the length of the sky~~the long time~~"

Quietly, quietly, under the light of the desk lamp, Jia Ming listened to the singing of the woman next to him, the voice was not loud, but when it was the second time, it finally started to become lower, hum During this, it gradually became a uniform breathing sound, and I looked at the watch, it was about four o'clock. After reading the last page of the manga, he sat down on the bed, Yahan's head was slightly inward, one hand was stretched out of the bedding, and a healthy pink color appeared on his beautiful cheeks~IndoMTL.com~ The hand touched it up, as if touching smooth nephrite.

Ears, forehead, eyes, bridge of nose, lips... His hands gently stroked, Yahan let out a "huh" and moved his hand up, but grabbed Jia Ming's palm and pressed it to his cheek. Jiaming smiled, and at this time, footsteps sounded outside the door and stopped at the door of the room.

There are two people, obviously they came to him, Jia Ming took out his hand, turned off the lamp, took out an air freshener and sprayed it in the corner of the room, then opened the curtains halfway to let the light shine through Come in. The two people seemed to be discussing who was knocking on the door to speak, but after more than ten seconds, the "tuk-tuk" voice finally rang: "Jia Ming!"

"What's the matter?" Opening the door a bit, Jia Ming looked at the two relatives outside the house who probably should be called his cousin or cousin, but he realized in an instant that these two people have always been with Huang Jianpeng. It was a good game. It is estimated that their share of the game is indispensable... Jia Ming has always been relatively withdrawn at home. He was bullied when he was a child and gradually grew older. This kind of people is at best no one takes care of them, and they have never dealt with anything. , Seeing that there was no expression on his face, the two cousins ​​looked at each other. They were both taller than Jiaming, and they said confidently:

"Is that Japanese a friend of yours? You make all kinds of friends? That's a Japanese! He is still paying a thousand in our gambling game, what do you say?"