Chapter 245 Why Are You Catching the Train?
Chapter 245 Why Are You Catching the Train?
His kisses fell like frequent raindrops, and then he found another place and sucked it delicately.
Wen Lan couldn't stand Bu Yufan treating her like this.
He was becoming more and more passionate, but also more and more gentle.
He is so fierce, yet he is so tender.
She always wanted to express something, but all her words and thoughts turned into a cloud of mist, lurking and rising. Just like what he was doing at this moment, she couldn't reach anything, up and down, upside down, and floating.
She could only try hard, desperately, and firmly not to let him leave.
"You're killing me!" He grumbled in her ear, panting heavily, his teeth pressing against her collarbone. "You want to take it now?"
"Now? No... I don't want to..."
"Don't want what?" He chased after her.
"I... want more!"
"What else do you want?" He said fiercely, not letting her go.
Who cares! She answered all the questions without any shame or hesitation!
The windows are closed, keeping out the wind. As autumn turns to winter, the only coldness in this mountainous area is in the mornings and evenings.
As the sun came out, the temperature in the room rose little by little.
Her sweat soaked her skin, and he turned around and covered her, pressing her shoulders, their skins pressed together. This intimacy was no less than the feeling during orgasm.
His sweat fell on her collarbone and slid down her shoulders. This reminded her of the scene in Free52 when he held her and blocked the sandbag for her.
"Yufan...Yufan..." She stared into his eyes and called his name emotionally.
"I know what you are thinking about!" he said in a few words. "My sweat, hot, fell on your chest."
He hugged her tightly.
The sky is already bright.
Their bedroom was filled with warm light, making it difficult to tell whether it was night or day.
"Please let me go!" Wen Lan laughed and patted his shoulder, but he still lingered, feeling unsatisfied.
"You provoked me first. I told you at the beginning that begging for mercy today is useless."
"I declare round 1 over!" She began to kick him down, her feet landing on his shoulders.
"I also declare that there will be no halftime break, just round and round and round!"
"You lunatic!" she shouted with laughter.
"This lunatic loves you!" He jumped up and stared at her with shining eyes.
These words etched themselves into her heart for the rest of her life.
On the high-speed train returning in the afternoon, Wen Lan held Bu Yufan's hand and ran all the way to catch up.
There was no one else in the carriage except him and her.
She was out of breath, but couldn't help laughing. "People like you sometimes run after trains!"
"What kind of person am I?"
He pushed her down into the seat and flipped the lie-flat switch.
"Let me go, we are on the high-speed train!"
"Just lie down quietly all the way." He let her go and sat on the chair next to her. "I'll call you to get up and eat when the lunch boxes are distributed."
"Distribute lunch boxes?" Wen Lan smiled when she heard him say that.
He took off his coat and covered her belly with it. Then, as if he remembered something, he untied the Prada scarf around his neck. He held up Wen Lan's head with one hand and used the other hand to smooth out the scarf and place it on the red pillow.
What a thoughtful and considerate man. She held his hand and kissed it.
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