Chapter 269

This girl, why do you hold the pillow in the evening?

"Talk, why do you come to me again?" He rubbed his eyes and yawned.

"That, that," she looked up at him, her big eyes, the look of a wounded little animal. He could not help but tremble. He almost jumped out of bed. He could not even put on his slippers. He put his hands on her shoulder and asked, "what's the matter? Are you afraid? "

She bit her lip, looked at him, and said, "can I sleep with you?"

Ah?

Can't you? Am I dreaming? Would she say that?

Fei Mufan couldn't believe it. He almost pinched himself to determine whether it was a dream.

Seeing that he had no objection, she took the pillow and lay down on his bed.

He turned and looked at her, but saw that she put his pillow on the bedside table, put the pillow he had brought on the bed, and then pulled over the quilt and went to sleep.

Some of them got into the bed.

"Ah - why did you come up?" She subconsciously hid behind, stretched out her hands to block him, tried her best to separate the distance from each other, but the width of the bed was not enough, she had no place to hide.

Fei Mufan didn't understand, but he was angry and asked, "this is my bed. I don't sleep here. Where should I go?"

"You, you play the floor. I don't dare to sleep alone, so -- "she replied. Seeing that he doesn't leave, she immediately stares at him," you hurry down, hurry up. "

"Why should I go down?"

"Well, I'll take the quilt and I'll lay it on the floor." She felt that she should not force Fei Mufan to play the floor, so she took the initiative to propose a compromise.

However, before she got up, he held the whole person in his arms and could not move at all.

The distance is so close that two people can hear each other's heartbeat and breath very clearly. For a time, all the rhythm is a little disordered. She felt her cheek hot and her heart beat faster than usual. Although very familiar with him, familiar can not be more familiar, but at this time hugging her is clearly an adult man, is a normal adult man.

Because of the tension, her lips trembled from time to time, and he felt that his heartbeat seemed to follow the frequency of her lips shaking, and he was tempted again.

Yu Fei has been confused, enjoying the strange happiness, but unable to make himself sober. Until his hand was about to take off her trousers, she suddenly woke up and pressed her hands firmly on her waist.

In the face of resistance, he stopped and looked at her.

"No, don't do this, Fei Mufan, stop it!" She gasped and tried to speak, though in a weak voice.

Such a refusal is more intoxicating than an invitation. He doesn't pay attention to her real thoughts, and his brain is completely under the control of desire.

"Fei Mufan, you stop --" she yelled. He was stunned and looked up at her.

She quickly tightened her shirt and, taking advantage of his stupidity, sat up to hide from him. She lowered her head to button her shirt, only to find that he had pulled the button off.

What to do?

She regretted that she had come to his room, knowing that he would be confused, even if she was scared to death.

I don't know why. Tears came from her eyes and hit her hand.

She sobbed, and he regretted it.

"Good, don't cry, don't cry." He quickly approached her and held her in his arms.

"You don't touch me -" she struggled in his arms, crying even more.

"OK, OK, don't cry, don't cry, darling -" he raised his hand to wipe her tears.

Looking at the person in front of her, she really wanted to throw two slaps in the face, but how could she not do it? Her right hand had to drop weakly.

Her hair was scattered behind her head, her clothes were not neat, and the dense traces could be seen on the skin outside the shirt. At this time, she was completely a miserable situation after being forced.

He always wanted to give her good memories, but he always messed up like this!

Once in a while, his thin lips fell into her eyes, and the hot scene just appeared in her mind, even the roots of her ears began to burn.

Raise the back of her hand, quickly wipe away the tears, she just don't cry in front of people like him. However, now sober down to think about it, I just seemed to be very frustrated, as if I like that feeling very much - God, how is this?

At this thought, she lost a lot of momentum. If you don't fight him, you can't even scold him.

"Fei Mufan, don't think, don't think me, what do I have with you?" she pursed.

"Ah?" He hasn't responded.

"Nothing happened between us. Don't get me wrong -" she tried to cheer herself up, let herself forget what had just happened and persuade him to forget, but --

"nothing happened?" Fei Mufan seems to look at her very funny, "kiss? Have you ever held it? Have you touched it? Did you sleep? "He asked her several questions in a row, which forced her into a dilemma.

"So what? Even if that happens, it doesn't mean much. I tell you, I will always only like Yunze. You, you don't think I am like you, just like that. You - "she stammered and felt guilty.

Fei Mufan's mood suddenly got upset. He deliberately approached her, raised her chin, peeped at her, and chuckled, "do you like him in my bed? Like him and make love with me? Wen Yufei, don't you think your words are not worth pondering? You're still a lawyer. " He said, patting her on the cheek.

What he said is the truth. She went to his bed and kissed him --

No, she can't bow her head like this, otherwise, she can't be looked down upon by him?

"I did go to your bed. I didn't mean that. I came to your room alone when I was afraid. Moreover, I told you to sleep on the ground, which you had to squeeze on yourself." She raised her face obstinately, with a clear mind.

"Oh, what else?" He let go of her and looked at her with a smile.

"Also, there is," she did not understand why he laughed, for a time some lost momentum, but looking at his malicious smile, she pinched her fingers, "and, what you said to kiss me, touch me, hold me, that is your initiative, I did not, I did not take the initiative."

"How can I remember someone who just seemed to enjoy it?" He said deliberately, and she bowed her head in shame.

Her shyness made him want to kiss her again --

"forget it, what's the use of telling you this?" He seemed suddenly a little discouraged, "I'm a little drunk, just now, don't mention it again."

He said that and fell asleep.

God knows how hard he is at this time! The little girl provoked the fire, but she was not responsible for extinguishing it. She could only let him bear it.