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Yin Yijie is human and needs it. How can he just feed me but not eat it himself?

Thus, I didn't know how to reply and could only allow him to decide.

If he wanted it, so be it.

He didn't want it, so he didn't want it.

Sometimes giving him the power to protect himself would be a smart move.

Yin also seemed to see through my thoughts. He slightly turned me around, faced me out of the window, and whispered into my ear:

”Be good and sleep. We arrived rather late in the evening and may still have a few friends to see after staying in. We will only be able to rest a little later. ”

All right.

He didn't have to press me.

Actually, I don't even have an answer for myself.

I lay quietly in his arms.

Looking out the window, he saw the clouds constantly changing.

How beautiful!

Far in the horizon …

Heh, looking up at the sky now, what he saw was the entire sky, the entire azure blue dome of the sky, not the one he saw on the ground.

What I saw on the ground was probably the layer of clouds beneath my feet, not the sky.

Now, looking at the top of his head, as far as the eye could see and as far as the eye could see, that was the true sky.

In the horizon, the white clouds were dyed with a layer of gold. The sun was about to set.

Closer, the clouds kept changing shapes and colors.

Some of them are white like cotton.

Some were as light as silk.

Some of them were smoky blue, the color of the clouds on one side. At first glance, they looked like smoke from an old grandpa's pipe that had yet to melt away. They were green and pure, but there was a faint unspeakable sadness about them.

The plane climbed to a height of 30,000 feet. The ground was barely visible.

The Hundred Transformations cloud had become the most beautiful feast.

I open my eyes, quietly watching, feeling, the beauty of life!

His body also began to feel better.

His brisk passion, at this high altitude, felt even more inconceivable.

I slept on Yin Yijie. He had one arm around me while the other hand … The feeling of happiness.

Different from usual, his hand is actually under the blanket and at this angle. Under my body, without leaving a trace, he reaches under my clothes and twists and turns …

What Yin Yi used wasn't his usual technique, but the more direct and more forceful way he used after lifting my leg on the mountain last time.

”Un …”

I bit my lip and swallowed, but by the time I realized I was trying to push him away, my consciousness had already faded.

He, definitely, can make you lose your mind in the shortest time possible.

My entire body flew up into the air.

”Err …”

He seemed to have used his ultimate move.

One inside, one outside. One light, one light. One fast, one slow.

It used to be a single hand, but now, at the same time, I felt so comfortable that aside from a certain part of my body where I needed it so badly, all the pores on my body opened up and hugged his neck. I couldn't help but press my lips against his neck.

Yin Yijie felt my passion, so he immediately responded and started to move in front of me.

Oh, shit.

This guy, could he really be doing something so exciting on the plane?

I can't do that.

The flight attendant went back and forth. The jade pot ice was just next door, and there were many other passengers.

It was so deadly.

I didn't dare move or scream.

The more he felt depressed, the more excited he became, the more confused he became. There were two times when he almost shouted out loud.

This was truly the most embarrassing thing in the world. Even his body had a rebellious nature. Under the pressure of the tense atmosphere, his body also became tense and passionate.

Yin Yijie was obviously an experienced expert. Every now and then, he would clench his fists and suddenly move down, touching the waist of his pants and then stop. His fingers would lightly scratch and poke, as though hesitating and unable to find him …

”Mm …” ”Un …”

I think I'm going to bite my lip and bleed.

Needless to say, I felt more and more comfortable under him, and it only made me, now, feel more and more reluctant to leave him.

His fingertips, he wished that they could touch his body. Even touching his arms, hugging and tightly hugging his chest was much better than being empty.

”En …”

With a grunt from my throat, I finally collapsed limply to the ground.

Yin Yijie's hands stopped outside the restricted area and bounced gently …

I, can clearly feel that there is …