The bedside lamp reflected her blushing face.
He put his elbow on her cheek and raised his body as much as possible.
His back was stiff and straight.
Although his desire could no longer be concealed, he still restrained himself and said in a hoarse voice: "Qiaoqiao, I want to You."
He kissed her eyes and breathed hotly: "Okay?"
She seemed to wake up, and a flash of panic flashed through her eyes, which was caught by Huo Xi.
Still didn't work, she was still afraid.
He clenched his hand next to her face into a fist, and the veins on the back of his hand almost popped out, but his voice was still low and soft: "Then you sleep well."
He kissed her lips and straightened up to leave.
She suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck, pulled his half-separated body back, and then kissed his lips.
Huo Xi was a little surprised, but she had already taken the initiative to stick out her tongue and touched his lips and teeth awkwardly and carefully.
The faint fragrance of wine wraps people up like a gauze.
He laughed silently, reached behind her waist with one hand, pushed her whole body towards him, and clasped the back of her neck with one hand, forcing her to half-tilt her head and open her mouth to respond to the penetration of his lips and tongue.
A kiss full of desire, their lips and tongues intertwined, almost sucking all her strength away.
The smell of alcohol dissipated and her brain should have returned to clarity, but she became increasingly confused.
When she realized what she was doing, the hand on her lower back had moved up to unbutton the button.
She closed her eyes and shouted tremblingly and shyly: "Hoshi" He took his hand out, stretched it forward, and turned off the wall lamp with a snap.
The whole room darkened, and only a ray of moonlight came through the half-open curtains.
It was so light and thin that even his eyebrows could not be seen clearly.
She smelled his scent, desire, throbbing, sweat, wrapped in a crazy charm.
My mind suddenly flashed through him on every stage.
The boy who didn't talk much and stood on the sidelines when he first debuted, the boy who had luminous strength but still looked indifferent, the man who finally stepped onto the altar with sweat and tears.
Every one of him was full of endless charm, making her love her so deeply that she would be happy to die in his hands one day.
But now, those many images overlapped, and the white light suddenly disappeared, leaving only the person in front of her, her sweetheart.
The sweetheart kissed her lips, and their breaths were hot.
Just when she was so empty that she wanted to grab something, his hand came up and their fingers were intertwined.
Suddenly hearing a sound from the bedside drawer, Huo Xi stretched out his hand to open it and took something out.
In the darkness, her already blushing face became even redder, and she stammered: "Huo Xi you you" But he couldn't say another word.
She never thought that one day she would have him.
He lowered his head to kiss her eyes, then kissed her lips, and said hoarsely: "Qiaoqiao, be good, relax a little."
You could almost hear the suppressed pain in that voice.
Her heart softened immediately, and her tense body slowly relaxed, but he was not in a hurry.
She was his treasure, and he was careful even in the way he hugged her.
Sheng Qiao whimpered: "Huo Xi, it hurts."
He kissed her earlobe and said in a low voice: "Be good, I love you."
Like the roaring mountain wind and the overlapping waves.
Like white light tearing through the night, the whole world suddenly became bright, but nothing could be seen.
All her sounds were silenced by his lips.
Tears flowed to her temples, her head was buzzing, and the pain was replaced by fulfillment.
She couldn't feel the world, she could only feel him.
She loves him.
Until late at night, Sheng Qiao was lying limply on the bed.
She heard Huo Xi get up, and then clicked on the wall lamp.
She immediately covered her head with the quilt and was so embarrassed that she almost cried: "Don't turn on the light."
He chuckled, took off the nightgown on the hanger and put it on.
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He went to the bathroom to put in hot water, and took out a clean bath towel from the closet.
He squatted by the bed and coaxed in a low voice: "Can I take you to take a bath?"
Her trembling voice came out muffled from the quilt: "I'll wash it myself."
There was another snap, and the light dimmed again.
Huo Xi touched her head through the quilt and whispered: "Be good, I'll carry you, the lights are turned off."
She then slowly took off the quilt, knowing that she couldn't escape now.
She let Huo Xi lift off the quilt, wrap her in a bath towel, and then carry her to the bathroom.
The hot water has been put in.
There was no light on and the bathroom was even darker, but he was familiar with the tricks and carefully put her into the bathtub and asked, "Is the water temperature suitable?"
She responded softly and repeated: "I'll wash it myself."
As her eyes adapted to the darkness, she could gradually see the rippling water patterns and the upper half of her body exposed in the air.
There was a crash, and before Sheng Qiao could react, he had already picked her up and half-hugged her against the slippery wall.
He only had time to cry out: "Huo Xi, you are going too far."
After that there was only moaning.
Sheng Qiao slept until the afternoon of the next day.
When he opened his eyes, the pain and discomfort all over his body rushed into his brain.
She covered her head with the quilt and howled.
It was difficult to even turn over, so she pushed herself up to sit up.
There was a set of white pajamas beside the bed.
It looked like they were new, very similar to the bear pajamas she used to wear.
She put on her clothes and got out of bed with great difficulty, her legs felt weak with every step she took.
She wanted to scold her, but that was her precious idol, so she couldn't bear to scold her.
In the end, she could only feel annoyed.
After finally walking out of the door and walking to the stairs, she heard Huo Xi answering the phone downstairs: "Yes, Qiaoqiao was drunk last night and vomited badly.
She is still sleeping.
Well, don't worry, aunt, she has already taken the medicine."
Yes, I’ll take her back after dinner later.”
Sheng Qiao: He is no longer the aloof and extraordinary idol he used to be.
She dragged the fairy to the human world.
Huo Xi hung up the phone, turned around and saw her upstairs, smiled softly and said: "Wake up."
Sheng Qiao pursed her lips and said nothing.
He walked up the stairs, leaned over and kissed her forehead, then reached out and picked her up and walked down the stairs.
As soon as he hugged her, his scent spread all over her body again.
Just for a moment, her face turned red again, and she hurriedly looked out the window.
Only then did I realize it was snowing.
The branches were covered with white snow, but the room was fully heated.
Huo Xi put her on the sofa, looked at the strawberry marks on her neck that were covered with strawberries, and suppressed a smile and said, "I've made the porridge, it'll be ready soon.
Sit down."
Don't move here."
She found herself finished.
As soon as he touched her, her body immediately became so sensitive that it trembled to death.
Busily pushing his hand away: "Okay, go ahead."
Huo Xi smiled, turned around and went to the kitchen.
After a while, he brought out the porridge and vegetables and put them on the coffee table.
After the bowl had cooled down, he brought it to her.
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Watching her sip the porridge, he suddenly asked: "Does it still hurt?"
Sheng Qiao almost choked to death on the porridge.
Huo Xi took out a tissue and patted his back.
When he looked up, he saw her accusing her with shame and annoyance: "What do you think?"
There was a smile in his eyes, but his voice was low: "I'm sorry, please be gentler next time."
Sheng Qiao was so embarrassed that she wanted to run away.
After dinner, Huo Xi didn't allow her to move, turned on the TV for her to watch, and went to clean up the kitchen.
When I came out, I heard Sheng Qiao answering the phone: "Not today.
I drank too much yesterday and my head is still dizzy.
Well, my face is also not good.
It will definitely not look good in the photo.
I'll wait until the day after tomorrow."
After saying a few words, he hung up the phone.
He looked up and saw Huo Xi looking at her with a half-smile.
He explained in a low voice: "Brother Bei asked me to shoot a magazine."
After a pause, he mustered up the courage to say fiercely: "Why are you laughing?
Why not?"
It’s all your fault” "Well, it's my fault."
He came over, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms and hugged her, "Watch TV for a while and take you home in the evening."
The snow was still falling silently outside the window, the curtains were half-opened, and the room was warm and cozy.
She huddled in his arms, and for a moment, she almost suspected that this was all a dream.
It's so beautiful that I'm always worried about losing it.
But his arms are so real, his smell is so real, well, his abs are also real.
She peeked through the thin layer of fabric.
After touching for a long time, Huo Xi gritted his teeth and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore, does it?"
Sheng Qiao retracted his hand and said aggrievedly: "I just want to touch my abdominal muscles.
What's wrong?"
Huo Xi rubbed her chest expressionlessly.
Sheng Qiao was stunned.
Huo Xi: "I just touched my chest, what's the matter?"
Sheng Qiao: "" The idol has gone bad.
Seeing her pouting and pretending to be angry, Huo Xi held back his laughter and hugged her into his arms, nuzzling her face with his chin.
Sheng Qiao was hurt by his prickly stubble.
She touched his chin with her hand and whispered, "You should shave."
Huo Xi smiled and let go of her, got up and went to the bathroom.
Sheng Qiao lay on the sofa for a while, but couldn't help but get up, took small steps to the bathroom, and looked at the door frame.
He was cleaning the blades and applying shaving cream on his cheeks.
He noticed her at the door through the mirror and asked with a smile: "What are you looking at?"
Sheng Qiao had also seen Qiao Yu and Qiao's father shaving.
They both used electric razors, but he was holding a blade, which looked dangerous.
She asked: "Horch, why don't you use the electric one, which is easy to scratch."
"I don't like electric ones," Horch said.
Sheng Qiao pointed at the sink: "Then your toothbrush is electric?"
Huo Xi looked in the mirror and began to scrape his cheeks with a razor blade.
The white bubbles were scraped off all the way, and he soon returned to his refreshing appearance.
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After washing his face, he walked to the door, picked her up, and rubbed her face with his chin: "I like manual shaving and electric brushing.
Do you have any opinions?"
Sheng Qiao: "" Okay, no objection, idols have little quirks and so on, they are quite cute.
She boldly hugged him and bit his jaw.
Huo Xi paused and threatened in a low voice: "Don't make trouble."
He carried her back to the sofa, held her in his arms, and turned on the TV.
A documentary was playing on the screen.
After watching it for a while, Huo Xi asked her in a low voice: "Have you seen it?"
She nodded: "I've seen it."
Huo Xi: "Then why don't you spoil it?"
She suddenly remembered the incident that she had revealed when he picked her up and brought her home.
After all this time, he still remembers it.
Sheng Qiao was a little embarrassed: "You don't allow me to spoil the story, don't you?"
He laughed and kissed her forehead: "It's done now."
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