In my sleep, I felt something pressing on me, and the familiar and strange feeling suddenly hit me.
Every time like this, I can't help whining and want to curl up.
That pleasure makes me tremble unconsciously.
"Ha ha, it seems Ning'er likes it very much." Just when I was nervous and excited, his voice sounded in my ears. I wanted to open my eyes.
But I can't control myself all the time. I can't stop at all. Finally, I had to wake up in his play.
Looking at him, I got angry and bullied me like this again.
It seems that such bullying makes him tired, but he still holds me in his arms, gently caresses my lips and smiles at me.
When I saw him smile, I felt numb.
The dense eyelashes vibrate slightly, and the eyes are shining like stars. Thin lips light open, nose tip sweat along white as jade cheek slide down, with that a red dress is more exciting.
At the moment, he is a demon reincarnation.
How can there be such beautiful people in the world?
He laughs, evil spirit is born: "Ning Er, I want to stay here all this time, can't go out to see you, you remember, don't let me down. If you can't touch some things, don't touch them, and don't look at some things. "
I don't understand what he said. I just know that I am in his tomb. Under me is a big red bed with layers of brocade quilt, just like the big wedding bed in ancient times.
I want to get up when I think of it. Is it really my wedding bed with him?
Without waiting for me to get up, he had untied my clothes. In an instant, I was lying in his arms. He put up his big sleeve, and a red satin quilt fell on me and him.
He raised his hand on my eyes, and I closed them and couldn't open them any more.
I couldn't control myself. I was at his mercy. I grabbed his hand and began to cry.
But I was so ashamed to hear the cry that I didn't know how he reacted.
I don't know how long it took for him to let me go, but suddenly he blocked my mouth with his soft lips.
I shook my head, he raised his hand in front of me, I opened my eyes.
He said in his ear: "Ning'er, I really want to! I like Ning'er like this
When I heard him say that, I couldn't help gently reaching out to touch his face and biting my lips to look at him.
In the past and this time, he just teased me, not really violated me. Finally, he was tired and turned over to let me lean on him.
And at this time, I am really tired, can't help but close my eyes.
When I had enough sleep and turned over, I found that the bed under me was so hard, not as soft as he was.
I opened my eyes and it turned out to be dark. And I'm sleeping in my bedroom. At a loss, I was sweating. When I woke up, I was watching in my bedroom.
When I think of my shame, I know that he must have taken me to him, but I don't know.
I felt my body, which was still hot, but also helpless. I don't know what he is, just like he is not afraid of me, and I can't take him.
Or he can't always do this to me.
I had no choice but to lie down, but when I lay down, I thought of the hanging coffin in the exhibition room. When I closed my eyes, I saw the dark in the hanging coffin.
There is nothing in it, but I always feel that there is something looking at me.
In fact, I could have seen it clearly, but he had to take me away, otherwise I must have seen it.
After thinking about it, I finally fell asleep.
But as soon as I fell asleep, I had a strange dream.
In my dream, a man in a black robe stood in front of a river.
The man's back to me. Why am I here?
I looked around and saw that it was a place with luxuriant grass. How could there be a person standing opposite.
I can't help but want to go and have a look. I just walked two steps, and the people on the bank turned to me. I thought I could see what he looked like, but I heard Ye Wanzhen call me. As a result, the dream woke up.
When I open my eyes, it's daybreak, so I don't think about that dream any more.
Instead, he asked Ye Wanzhen about yesterday.
Listen to me ask, ye Wanzhen face strange: "yesterday we didn't go to the showroom."
I've never been there before? Am I dreaming? Didn't he take me out of the showroom? But I remember clearly that I have been to the exhibition room and touched the hanging coffin. Why haven't I been there again!
I went to eat breakfast with Ye Wanzhen. After dinner, I heard that the hanging coffin in the exhibition room was ready to be loaded and sent away.
I asked Ye Wanzhen, "isn't that coffin owned by our school?"
Ye Wanzhen looked at me with a strange look on her face: "how can cultural relics belong to the school? They belong to the state. The state only keeps them here for the time being. Once there is a need for research institutions, they will be taken away."
So?
I feel a little sorry, because in my opinion, it is not a hanging coffin, but a piece of gold. But since I'm going to be carried away, I have nothing to say.
Even if I get that small piece down, it doesn't really sell at a good price.
After dinner, ye Wanzhen and I went to class as usual. When we happened to meet the car carrying the coffin, we followed and watched.
The coffin was put down from the top of the building with a rope. Many students were looking up and worried that the hanging coffin would fall and hit people.
The hanging coffin was wrapped with protective paper, but even so, when it was put down, it still trembled and broke the protective paper.
But fortunately, the wood was strong. I didn't see where a piece of it fell.
Who knows, just when the hanging coffin was about to be moved into the car, the sky suddenly thundered, and a heavy rain came in the blink of an eye.
The rain came too quickly, and did not give the staff the slightest chance to take measures. As a result, a good hanging coffin was filled with a heavy rain.
This time, the staff were in a hurry, and the school didn't know what to do.
I heard someone say: "strange, it's clear that the weather forecast for these three days is sunny, how come it's raining again, it's really evil!"
Just as the man finished, the rain stopped and the coffin was filled with water.
After an urgent discussion, the school and the staff decided to put the hanging coffin on the mountain pass. There were few people there, so it was convenient to clean up the water in the hanging coffin.
After the coffin was released, it was carried to the back mountain.
Everyone followed, but I didn't. I stared at a small coffin that had fallen from the ground and was absorbed in it. I picked it up and hid it while no one was there.