A room, a bed, a young man and a woman who are passionately in love.
If something doesn't happen, it would be a shame for this environment that takes advantage of the right time, location, and people.
The first person to take the initiative was definitely not Yin Xiaoran.
The girl was still thinking about how to stop what would happen next, deliberately ignoring the joy and shyness in her heart.
"Yifan is a dabbler, we can discuss whether to fight another day."
Yin Xiaoran struggled to resist and welcome, while trying to get the other party to withdraw his troops and fight another day.
Is it possible?
The answer is obvious.
A fish that has been washed and arranged in a food bowl is placed in front of a starving cat.
If you ask the cat not to eat it and come back another day, will the cat agree?
He will definitely raise his sharp claws, aim at your face and scratch you, which can cause injuries ranging from bleeding to disfigurement and hospitalization.
Although Yi Fan is not a cat, his current mentality is like that of a cat who is not allowed to eat the fish that is brought to him.
It is naturally impossible for him to do things like scratching his paws.
After all, he is a god with quality, but holding the opponent down , no matter how forcefully sealing it with a kiss, it’s still okay.
The body was restrained, and the only mouth that could be used to protest was also blocked.
Yin Xiaoran was first shocked, then anxious, and then confused.
That night he also had the most intimate contact with the woman under him.
Although he was a little nervous at that time, it was just because of the completely unfamiliar feeling of estrangement between the two parties and the sense of distance that it had been too long since he had tried love.
But now he is nervous because he is afraid that his passion will burn the woman who is at the top of his heart.
It turns out that this is love.
Unknowingly, it had already taken root in his heart and even had the tendency to grow into a towering tree.
However, he was very happy to accept this change.
For the first time, he began to thank the heaven for that assessment.
If he hadn't found out about this unresolved fate, how could he have come down to earth and met Yin Xiaoran?
Perhaps, this was all destined a long time ago, it was destined that he would fall in love with this little woman, and she was destined to belong to him.
Only belongs to him.
Released his hands that were restraining Yin Xiaoran's body, Yi Fan raised his upper body with his arms, raised his head and stared at the little woman under him.
"Xiaoran" The low voice full of affection and desire made Yin Xiaoran unconsciously open his hazy eyes and look at the extremely handsome face above his body.
The slightly messy black hair, the slight sweat on her forehead, the thin and sexy lips, and the pair of eyes that were staring deeply at her, full of affection, all made her heart beat faster.
Wooshui, wooshui, this half-assed god is definitely a top-notch blue-faced woushui.
Yin Xiaoran leaned forward, put her arms around Yi Fan's neck and pressed it against his face.
She lightly bit the round earlobe and said in a seductive voice, "Do you want me?"
With a "bang" sound, the string of reason in Yifan's mind was immediately broken.
If you can still endure this situation, then you are either incompetent or a bastard Next, it was up and down, back and forth, deep and shallow, back and forth.
After the clouds stopped and the rain stopped, Yi Fan turned over and fell asleep, holding Yin Xiaoran in his arms who was almost exhausted and panting heavily.
He kissed Yin Xiaoran's forehead softly and said softly: "It seems that we don't have any use for those little private collections."
Yin Xiaoran gave him a look that was as pure as four nines.
She dared to guarantee with her personality that there was definitely an element of complacency, pride and bragging in this half-hearted tone.
Yi Fan raised his eyebrows, "I don't believe it" and his words had the implication of "We'll come back if you don't accept it".
Yin Xiaoran quickly pressed her head against his chest, shaking her head like a rattle, "Believe it, absolutely believe it, definitely believe it."
Yi Fan curled his lips and smiled, pulled her head up, and covered her lips with hers again, "Then continue."
"Well" Yin Xiaoran, unable to resist, had no choice but to curse someone's evildoing in his heart while involuntarily sinking again.
The night is deep, but the spring is infinite: