Chapter 135 (1/2)
”Click.”
The door opened and was locked by the man's backhand.
There's no light in it. It's dark. The red sliding window was opened by a third, and the double curtain with European rich style blocked the night wind outside, while the bright moon quietly visited through brocade.
A tall figure came unsteadily. It was estimated that his arm touched the chair and his mouth was humming.
Beside the bed is the moonlight, full of fresh fragrance of lily.
The groom squinted at the man in bed.
The bed quilt is also water red, and the golden thread outlines the blooming lotus. His bride sleeps on this piece of blessing, under the vermilion cheongsam is exquisite and graceful posture, the Qipao slit all the way to the thigh, faintly visible charming scenery.
The combination of holiness and temptation is incredible.
This human bride is more like a beautiful sacrifice to the gods.
He only felt a fire rising in his abdomen, which was more intense under the catalysis of alcohol.
For a moment, the man snuffed heavily and shivered his fingers. He tried to unbutton his suit, but he didn't aim it for a long time.
”Pa --”
he simply pulled the button roughly, and the button rolled around like beads on the ground, making a crisp sound at night.
The white suit was thrown on the chair by the man.
He bent his knee and put one leg on the bed.
One side of the bed collapsed deeply because of his weight.
But God's bride was in a deep sleep, dark and beautiful hair scattered on the bed sheet covered with roses. Her cheeks were red, like ripe berries, so sweet that one could not help but take a bite.
Beside the bed was a tall glass with a pale red lip print on its mouth.
The man's slender legs separated, knees kneeling on both sides of her waist.
With his fingers slightly hooked, he lifted the hair that covered his face, and the gold rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose were put to the pillow. The man bent down, slowly gathered together, and tentatively bit the soft lip.
It's a sign of an impending attack.
”Well...”
She seemed to groan / groan unconsciously, her mouth opened slightly, and he entered the gate easily.
”Did you drink...” He murmured.
The sweet taste made him unable to extricate himself, and his action became more and more urgent.
The moon outside the window is still white.
Tonight, we all made taboos.
Lin Lang hooked the corner of her lips.
The man stretched out his neck and deeply kisses her forehead, and then he fell asleep with contentment.
Until nine o'clock in the morning.
”Well...”
Lin Wei Jing moved his numb arm and found that he was pillow. Always sleeping alone, he felt this feeling is very wonderful, but not bad.
Lin Wei Jing lowered his head, a ruddy and beautiful small face reflected in his sight. The next second, his attention was taken away by the blue and purple blood stasis on the woman's neck, shoulder and chest. Then, the face immediately climbed into the red.
He raised his hand and stroked it carefully for a moment.
Lin Wei Jing bent down and gently picked up the person, intending to wash her body.
”Shaojie...”
She is like a lazy cat, gentle and clever on his chest.
Lin Weijing made a move.
She opened her eyes.
The four eyes are opposite and silent.
”Brother in law, why are you?”
She screamed and quickly broke away from his arms and pulled the sheet to cover her body. However, the blood on the bed became more and more obvious.
”It's impossible. How could this happen...”
She fixed her eyes on the place with deep fear in her beautiful eyes.
”Yes, it must be a dream.” Lin Lang hypnotized herself.
Lin Weijing's voice was hoarse, ”I'm sorry, I last night...”
”Pa --”
a glass broke into several pieces at his foot, and it rubbed his ankle, leaving a red mark.
”Go away!”
She buried her head between her knees, her slender back neck was pink and greasy, shivering like a newborn animal.
The man clenched his fist and said nothing more. In the bathroom of the room, he quickly washed it with cold water and put on the casual clothes hanging in the wardrobe.
When he came out, the other side was still curled up at the head of the bed, and the quilt was crumpled.
Helplessness, panic, fear.
”I'm sorry, it's because I drank too much last night and went to the wrong room.” Lin Weijing lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and his hair was still dripping, soaking his clothes on his shoulders. His skin color is white. Because he has been in the research room or the hospital for many years without sunshine, the blood color on his lips is weak. He took a cold bath just now, and he looks weaker than Lin Lang.He is a brain doctor. He deals with the God of death almost every day. He is very indifferent to life and death. Even in the face of those mental patients who are exhausted, he will not be driven mad like other doctors. Lin Weijing is so cool that he was once said to be a freak or a pervert. Sometimes he felt that he was too cold-blooded.
But now, he was flustered.
Her fear overwhelmed him.
The room was silent.
”So far, is it useful for you to apologize?”
Her voice from the quilt stuffy spread out, hoarse, a listen to know is just crying.
Lin Weijing clenched his fist, he suddenly walked to the bedside, the tall figure gradually shrouded her. However, with every step he took, the other person's body trembled violently.
Lin Weijing reached out and lifted her quilt.
The other side was very stimulated, holding on to the corner tightly and beating him. His manicured nails became sharp tools in the master's crazy state, which made his face full of red marks.
”Go away! You beast, don't touch me