Chapter 60

Lin'an came out of the bathroom with a towel on his head and his hair wiping.

Jiang Yihe heard the sound and went back to his room. Seeing Lin'an's wet hair, he said, "I'll get you a hair dryer."

Jiang Yihe didn't know that Lin'an would wash his hair at first.

"Sit down." Jiang Yihe cried after he plugged in the electricity.

Lin'an walks over to sit on the sofa and looks at Jiang Yihe's posture. He wants to blow his hair.

Just thinking about it, the towel on Lin'an's head was pulled down. Lin'an looked at the people in front of him, and his mind was full of heat.

The whirring wind and the rising heat are very comfortable.

But, plus you and your fingers shuttling through Lin'an's hair.

I always feel numb and crisp when I touch my scalp.

Jiang Yihe followed Lin'an's hair. Now looking at the hair dryer, I feel very flexible.

"Do you often blow your hair?"

I feel very skillful.

Jiang Yihe said: "besides helping myself, it's the first time for girls."

"I don't blow my hair much myself."

Lin'an thought, also, Jiang Yihe's hair doesn't seem to be long.

Jiang Yihe's technique is very gentle. Lin'an always feels that someone is massaging himself. He is almost asleep.

Maybe after eating and taking a bath, I always feel sleepy.

"..." Lin'an yawned and became sleepy.

"Want to sleep?" Jiang Yihe asked, afraid Lin'an couldn't hear, he specially turned off the hair dryer.

Lin'an did not speak, just nodded.

At this time, Jiang Yihe turned up the wind and continued to blow.

In fact, Lin'an's hair doesn't have a lot. It dries very fast.

When it was over, Lin'an's eyelids drooped.

As soon as Jiang Yihe put down the hair dryer, he picked up the man and went to the bedroom.

The bedroom is very large, with Nordic style furniture and so on. It seems very cold, but now there is a woman, and the environment seems warm.

Jiang Yihe put Lin'an on the bed and helped her tuck in the corner of the quilt. Just as he was going to get her clothes for a bath, he was suddenly held by a small hand stretched out from the quilt.

"Don't go." Lin'an's eyes are half open.

Jiang Yihe squats down and looks at the girl holding her hand. In fact, Jiang Yihe sees that Lin'an is really sleepy, but her hand is holding her tightly.

Jiang Yihe said gently: "I'll take a bath and come with you, OK?" In this night, Jiang Yihe's voice is like a calming agent. Lin'an slowly closes his eyes and enters his dream.

Jiang Yihe looks at the girl's quiet sleeping face and smiles. I can't help kissing Lin'an's forehead.

"I'll be right here."

As soon as the door of the bedroom is closed, Lin'an has already woken up. Suddenly, it seems that something is missing and his heart is empty.

Maybe Lin'an didn't realize that Jiang Yihe was so heavy in his heart.

Looking at the next window, there is a small corner that is not covered by the curtain. Jiang Yihe and the house are on the sixth floor. According to Lin'an's posture, he can't see anything, but all of them are black, which is even more frightening.

That year, Lin'an went home by himself. Both of them had something to do. They wanted Lin'an to stay at home for one night. In fact, they had not left when Lin'an was sleeping.

Lin'an was just in junior high school at that time. That night, she couldn't sleep. When she was sitting with the light on, she saw a small note on the bedside table, which was left by her mother.

It says: Lin'an, your father and I have something to go out. There are dumplings in the refrigerator. Be good, cook them by yourself.

This note is obviously what Lin'an's mother told her to do this morning. Now they are not at home.

Lin'an was at a loss when he looked at the note.

If you don't know, it's OK, but you know it, or you know it in the middle of the night.

Lin'an turned off the light and huddled in the quilt.

Teenage girls, darkness should be terrible for most of them.

Lin'an has always loved to shrink in the quilt, and did not dare to put his head out.

Hearing a little noise will be scared to death, there will always be stories in my mind.

Now the light in the room is also turned off, and it is boundless darkness, that is, the little light in the window.

Like the environment at that time, Lin'an began to be afraid again. She slowly hid in the quilt, even she didn't find it.

At this time, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and a man came in. He turned his back to the light. Lin'an looked at him higher than the door, but as soon as he came in, the door closed.

Jiang Yihe walked in and found that the girl on the bed was not asleep, and seemed to be shaking."Ann, what's the matter?" Jiang Yihe felt Lin'an's hand from the quilt.

Hearing Jiang Yihe's voice, Lin'an said, "it's so dark...

" not afraid. " Jiang Yihe then turned on the small lamp at the head of the bed.

"I'm afraid you can't sleep with the light on."

With the light on, Jiang Yihe looked at Lin'an and asked, "now, are you better?"

Lin'an nodded.

Jiang Yihe obviously felt that Lin'an's hand was slowly clenching.

He sat on your bed and put his forehead against Lin'an's.

"No, I'm here."

Lin'an slowly reaches out his hand and embraces Jiang Yihe's waist.

The girl's hand is also very thin, but when she hugs herself, she has such a sense of existence.

Jiang Yihe was already in a hot spot in Lin'an today.

Now is quietly lit, but how can Lin'an know.

Hands keep moving, holding more and more tightly.

"Lin..."

before Jiang Yihe finished, Lin'an released his hand and directly hooked Jiang Yihe's neck to pull him down.

The tension is still a little big. There is only one fist left between the two people.

Jiang Yihe was suddenly startled by this action. Looking at the girl's face illuminated by the lamp, she could not be more beautiful. Her long eyelashes were reflected on her face by the shadow of the lamp on the wall, and her pink lips...

JIANG Yihe felt a fire burning in her body.

Jiang Yihe's voice is a little hoarse: "an, darling, do you sleep well?"

"I'm with you..."

this sentence is just like the note. When Lin'an saw the note, her parents were not at home, and she was left alone.

Now Jiang Yihe is saying the same thing. She is afraid that Jiang Yihe will go away.

He hugged Jiang Yihe's neck more tightly.

Jiang Yihe is slowly brought down by the power of Lin'an.

The distance between them is getting closer and closer.

Lin'an looks at the person in front of him. The light just shines on the bridge of Jiang Yihe's nose. It's very high. Lin'an takes out a hand and touches it all the way down the mountain to the tip of his nose.

And the jaw line, from the ear to the chin.

And Jiang Yihe's lips, some thin, but now it looks very sexy.

Lin'an couldn't help but feel it again.

This is Jiang Yihe's hand holding Lin'an. His voice is very low: "Song Lin'an, don't move."

"Don't touch..."

JIANG Yihe's hands are hot.

Now they are being teased by song Yian.

Through the quilt, Lin'an doesn't know that Jiang Yihe is very hot now.

Lin'an didn't seem to know. He broke away from Kaijiang Yihe's hand and continued to touch it.

It feels really good. It's moist... Slippery...

"um..."

Lin'an's lips are blocked by Jiang Yihe. In a moment, he feels that the light in front of him is blocked. Jiang Yihe slowly grinds Lin'an's lips and kisses them gently, but he has a kind of restraint and crazy restraint.

Taking advantage of Lin'an's slightly open mouth, Jiang Yihe pries off Lin'an's elegance and sweeps the tip of his tongue across Lin'an's upper jaw. They are intertwined with each other. Jiang Yihe sucks Lin'an's lips and doesn't give Lin'an any leeway to occupy it back and forth...

the temperature in Jiang Yihe's body is getting higher and higher. He touches the back of Lin'an's neck and holds Lin'an's head.

I don't know when, Jiang Yihe goes to bed and presses song Lin'an.

But it's still separated by a quilt.

Jiang Yihe from passionate deep kiss to now slowly asked the corner of the mouth.

Looking at Lin'an who closed his eyes, the heat in his heart became more and more difficult.

Lin'an's lips are more smooth and look more like people want to have a good love.

Jiang Yihe kisses his ears all the way along his face from the corner of his mouth, bites Lin'an's earlobe and sprays hot air: "Lin'an, I love you."

The voice was very low, only Lin'an could hear it clearly.

Perhaps it was awakened by the whispering between lovers that Lin'an suddenly realized what he and Jiang Yihe were doing. It was like missing a beat in his heart.

Jiang Yihe kisses Lin'an's neck and feels the girl's body shaking.

This place is really a sensitive place in Lin'an. It's like being touched by electricity.

Lin'an is pressed by Jiang Yihe and bears his kiss. At this time, the night seems to be full of security.

Every time is he, in their own fear to give their own reassurance, in their most needed time to love, carefully do everything for themselves, so that they are like a little princess to be protected.

And that promise: "don't be afraid, I'm here."

Yes, I'm not afraid of you.

"I love you, too."

Lin'an said in Jiang Yihe's ear.The sound is like a melted sugar, so sweet.

Jiang Yihe smiles and kisses Lin'an's chin: "I know."

Jiang Yihe and Lin'an side to get in the way of the quilt removed, so that the two people only the contact of clothes.

At the moment when the quilt was removed, Lin'an suddenly felt the temperature of Jiang Yihe. It was so hot!

Lin'an's heart clattered, how, this river also played with fire?

Looking at Jiang Yihe's eyes like ink, Lin'an seems to have been sucked in and almost drowned.

"Are you afraid?"

In fact, Lin'an has some premonitions that maybe this evening...

he is still worried, but looking at the people in front of him, he can't say fear.

He shook his head.

Jiang Yihe kisses Lin'an with a smile.

From lips to neck to shoulders, Jiang Yihe takes care of her beloved girl in the most gentle way, with love and care in every movement.

When he kisses the clavicle, Jiang Yihe can't help biting Lin'an...

his hands are restless and stretch in from her clothes. The girl's skin is as smooth as milk, and Jiang Yihe's hands are swimming in it.

The mouth kisses Lin'an's lips.

The feeling of touching Lin'an is sensitive, and "um..." overflows from her lips.

The sound made Jiang Yihe very happy.

Jiang Yihe reaches for his hand and presses it, and the light goes out...

the temperature is still rising...

the temperature is still rising