Song Xingran’s fingers were shaking.

In the dark, the sound of metal zippers sliding down was slight but harsh.

The sleeping beast bounced out, carrying an indescribable heat radiation that instantly scalded the back of her slightly cold hand.

The closet was just too crowded. She had to stick her whole face to his chest, nuzzling the tip of his soft cashmere sweater. There was originally only a cold cedar smell, but now it was mixed with an increasingly strong fishy and sweet smell that belonged to male hormones.

“Muchen…..”

She called to him in a low voice, with a hint of overwhelmed wetness in the small space, “I. . . . . Not sure”

Although I have experienced it several times, this is the first time I have taken the initiative to master such a fierce weapon. And, it’s really hot. Hot as if it were a red-hot soldering iron, pulsing against the inside of her wrist, the ferocious size contrasted with his usual sly and elegant appearance.

“Good girl.”

Shen Muchen’s voice came from the top of his head, as hoarse as if it contained grit. He didn’t dictate ——. In an environment where just a little louder would be heard outside, any language is a superfluous risk.

He caught her little hand groping blindly in the dark. His palms were large, dry and powerful, and his fingertips carried thin cocoons, completely wrapping her soft hands in them.

Then, he guided her and covered the hot and hard place. The stimulation caused by the temperature difference caused Shen Muchen’s breathing to suddenly stagnate for a moment. The slightly cool palms were attached to the hot pillars, like a drop of ice water falling into a boiling oil pan, arousing even more violent heat.

“Take it as part of you”

He whispered against her auricles, slowly sliding up and down with her hands

“Just like the pen you hold when you write. . . . . Hold it tightly”

This metaphor is ridiculous and erotic.

The movements were a little dry at first, but as his fingertips brushed the sensitive and plump tops next time, the front end finally couldn’t bear to ooze some transparent fluid. The liquid is slippery and warm, spreads quickly, and becomes a natural and most suitable lubricant.

As the frequency increased, a blushing sound of water began to sound in the closet. The sound was fine and sticky, like a snail crawling on the leaves after the rain, and like the sound of bubbles breaking in the deep sea.

The sound of the liquid being stirred was infinitely amplified, echoing in the small wooden space, and penetrated into Song Xingran’s keen ears, scalding her all over. She was so ashamed that she wanted to bury her head in her knees, but space wouldn’t allow it. She could only bury her face in his neck socket and try to escape the sound.

But Shen Muchen didn’t allow her to escape. He’s enjoying it. He even wanted to double this shame.

“Stars, listen. . . . . This sound is so wet”

He laughed mutely, then lowered his head, and dropped a wet and hot kiss on the red ear that was congested with shame.

Not just kisses. The wet, soft and flexible tip of her tongue poked out, and with a bad connotation, it penetrated directly into the depths of her sensitive auricles. The subtle sound of water stirred by her tongue exploded in her ears.

“Woo. . . . .! Don’t. . . . . Song Xingran was shaking all over, his waist was soft for a moment, and the movements on his hands almost stopped.

That feeling is so scary. It was like someone was licking directly on her nerve endings. The hot and humid touch, the amplified sound of water, and his heavy breathing formed a double sensory pincer.

“Don’t stop, get up manually”

Shen Muchen ordered vaguely, but his lips contained her small earlobes, gently sucking, gnawing, and even scraping the sensitive skin behind her ears with his tongue. On one side is the swelling of the hot objects in the palm of the hand, and on the other side is the invasion of the wet and hot tip of the tongue in the ear.

“Haha. . . . . . . . Shen Muchen. . . . . .

Song Xingran was forced to have nowhere to escape, and tears were about to flow out. She could only instinctively speed up the movements of her hands and try to end the torture by letting him release as soon as possible.

Shen Muchen’s big hand clasped the back of her hand tightly, as if controlling a delicate clockwork toy. He felt her trembling under himself, the slippery liquid overflowing in her palms, and the pleasure of being wrapped in all directions made his eyes scarlet.

“Yes. . . . . That’s it. . . . . .

He gasped in her ear, the tip of his tongue all the way down her jawline, leaving a trail of wet water marks, “faster”

Song Xingran’s wrists were sour and soft, and his fingers were overflowing with slippery liquid, and some even wet his suit pants.

But he didn’t mean to stop. Through her tight chest, she could feel that heart hitting her chest like crazy —— dong, dong, dong.

“Don’t stop!”

He ordered almost whisperingly in her ear, his tone already stained with a bit of out-of-control violence, and then took a severe bite of her neck.

Pain and pleasure come at the same time. The hot giant thing swelled to the limit in her hands, and the bursts of veins on the surface were beating wildly in her palms.

at that moment ——

Shen Muchen suddenly stopped playing tricks heavily and pressed his chin heavily against her head. His whole body was tense for an instant like a full bowstring.

“um——!”

An extremely depressed and dull roar exploded in his chest, like a dull thunder at the bottom of the deep sea. His waist and abdomen spasmed and straightened uncontrollably. Immediately afterwards, a scalding stream of hot liquid sprayed out violently.

It was white turbidity with extremely high temperatures, intermittently, one after another, strongly watered in her tender palm, sputtered between the two people’s clothes, and even a few drops splashed on the inside of her wrists, making her tremble all over.

The strong male scent instantly exploded in the small closet, mixing with the smell of fluid in the air, strongly overshadowing the original musty smell and the smell of camphor pills.

This old wardrobe, thoroughly marked.

After a long period of trembling, Shen Muchen’s tight muscles slowly relaxed. But he still didn’t let go of his messy little hand. He gasped heavily in the darkness, and the sweat from his forehead slipped down his sideburns and dripped onto Song Xingran’s cheek.

Then, he slowly lowered his head, his hot lips brushed her auricles as if nothing, his voice hoarse but full of laziness:

“Well done, Song Xingran”

He raised her sticky hand, not dismissing it in the dark, but like a commendation, and dropped a pious and erotic kiss on the back of her turbid hand.

“It’s dirty.” Song Xingran looked at her hands at a loss. The sticky touch made her a little uncomfortable and shy.

Shen Muchen took out a pack of wipes from his coat pocket. Light ringing of package tear. He pulled out a cold wet towel, slowly grabbed her hand, and wiped it with his fingers. The action is very careful, like wiping a piece of precious porcelain that has just been used.

Finger seams, palm prints, wrists. . . . . Don’t let go of everything. That cold wipes took away the hot turbidity and the crazy heat just now.

“Can’t stay here anymore”

After Shen Muchen wiped his hand, he held the dirty wipes in the palm of his hand and pushed open the cabinet door. Faint light shines through, and dust visible to the naked eye still floats in the air.

He got out of the closet first, stepped out on his long legs, and made a soft noise when he landed. Then, he turned around and stretched out his hand to Song Xingran in the cabinet.

Song Xingran was trying to crawl out of the pile of quilts at this time, but his legs were already numb because he had been curled up for a long time. She held the wall of the cabinet in disarray, her hair was messy, her cheeks were red, and her collar was a little crooked.

“Slow down.” Shen Muchen took her hand and pulled her out of the cabinet like a carrot with a little force.

Song Xingran staggered and threw himself into his arms. Then he spat out his tongue sheepishly and whispered: “Last time I hid in the cabinet like this. . . . . It seems that I was still playing hide and seek in elementary school”

When Shen Muchen heard this, a very faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He wanted to tease her, “Then you must have hid well when you were a child”, but suddenly there was a sharp dry itch deep in your throat. He immediately pursed his lips tightly, rolled his Adam’s apple up and down, and forced the cough back, but his chest vibrated slightly.

“Cough. . . . .” Although he held back, the corners of his eyes turned red because he was holding his breath.

Song Xingran immediately became nervous and raised his hand to touch his chest: Isn’t it uncomfortable? I won’t say it anymore, let’s go quickly

Shen Muchen grabbed her hand, put it to her lips and kissed her, his voice hoarse but incredibly gentle: It’s okay. As long as you are here”

He bowed his head and dropped a gentle kiss on her forehead. This was not a passionate kiss, but a soothing, protective kiss, like a final farewell to the embarrassing escape just now.

“The air is so bad.” He frowned and looked around the narrow and messy room, “And. . . . . I can’t sleep on this bed either”

“But. . . . . Where are we going?” Song Xingran asked in a low voice, “It will take several hours to return to the north of the city”

And she knew that Shen Muchen’s current state —— was hoarse, physically exhausted, and mentally tight to the extreme, and she was not suitable for long-distance driving at all.

Shen Muchen quickly went through the plan in his mind. Hotels in town? No, it must be full and noisy during the Chinese New Year. Suddenly, a long-dusted spot comes to mind.

“Go up the mountain” Shen Muchen took out his mobile phone and quickly sent a message to the driver Lao Chen: 【 prepare the car. Go to the old house. 】

“There’s a villa there” He turned to Song Xingran to explain that his eyes had become a bit profound, “This is where I grew up when I was a child”. Although I haven’t stayed for a long time, someone has been cleaning it

That was the legacy of his parents and the starting point of his childhood loneliness. It’s in the deep mountains, and there’s absolutely no firecrackers, no electronic floats. There was only deathly silence.

“Okay, let’s go” Song Xingran agreed without hesitation. As long as you can get out of here, as long as you can follow him, you can go to hell.

Shen Muchen helped her sort out her somewhat messy hair, and buttoned her coat to cover all the charming traces.

“Go” He took her hand, like a knight leading the princess to escape from the dragon’s lair, and opened the door.

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