Chapter 45: Bigger than you

While talking, Zhao Jianhui began to relieve his clothes. When he was filled with hot water, he had already taken off all his clothes and soaked his body in. Water vapor filled the room, and every pore in his body could feel a comfortable comfort, like countless pairs of warm little hands massaging his skin.

Dongfang Wenjing looked at Zhao Jianhui lying naked in the wide bathtub, her cheeks were red, and her gentle eyes were filled with shame. "Come in quickly." Zhao Jianhui urged her who was reluctant to take off her clothes: "The bathtub is so comfortable, the water temperature is just right." Dongfang Wenjing pursed her lips, turned her back to Zhao Jianhui, and began to untidy her clothes.

"It's an old husband and wife, why are you still so shy? I remember you seemed to be crazy at that time?" Zhao Jianhui asked in confusion.

"What are you saying? I wonder if I'm better than a newlywed marriage?" Dongfang Wenjing glanced at him charmingly, reached out and threw the jacket he had just taken off on Zhao Jianhui's face.

"I understand, you are deliberately creating a romantic mood." Zhao Jianhui reached out and took off Dongfang Wenjing's jacket from his face and said with a smile.

"I'll make you look..." Dongfang Wenjing said while taking off the belt around her waist. As the clothes on her body were taken off one by one, her smooth and beautiful body was exposed in front of Zhao Jianhui's eyes. Her snow-white skin, slender waist, round plump buttocks, and straight and slender slim ones, which seemed as breathtaking as a fairy in the mist of water.

Dongfang Wenjing turned around slowly and stepped into the bathtub. The shy look made Zhao Jianhui react immediately. Logically, the two of them had had many intimate contacts, and she shouldn't be so shy anymore, but now, shyness seems to be her nature.

In fact, Zhao Jianhui has been with her for not once or twice, so how can he not know Dongfang Wenjing's temperament? Every time two people start to be intimate, she is still so shy that makes people helpless. But as long as it is on the bed and when it comes to Dong Qing, Dongfang Wenjing is like a different person, and her unrestrainedness brings another surprise to people.

However, then again, Zhao Jianhui also likes and even loves her shyness very much. Her expression can always arouse Zhao Jianhui's strongest feeling.

Several spotlights on the bathroom wall dyed the water mist colorfully, making people feel a slight illusion of being suspicious of not knowing where they are. The whole space is filled with a warm and charming atmosphere. In the water, the touch of the best seems particularly sensitive, and the quiet oriental touch made Zhao Jianhui feel unprecedented stimulation.

Zhao Jianhui pulled her left leg and placed it on his waist, held her hips sideways and leaned forward. His chest was against her plump and slippery ***, and with the nourishment of water, he slowly pushed up his body up. The quiet *** sound of the oriental lingered and sad, and his buttocks were thrust towards Zhao Jianhui, his face was full of confusion, and his two bright big eyes were full of charm. He opened his mouth and bit Zhao Jianhui's shoulder, which made him feel a piercing pain, and he couldn't help but scream: "What are you doing? Do you really bite?"

Dongfang Wenjing suppressed her voice and said, "I'll bite you, I won't remember me when I let you go. I want to leave a deep mark on you..."

Then, the two of them lay in the water for a while, until the water in the bathtub became cold, and the two of them got up and wiped their bodies dry. Looking at some turbid liquid floating on the water surface of the bathtub, Dongfang Wenjing wrapped her body tightly with a bath towel, and couldn't help but glaring at Zhao Jianhui with a red face and hurriedly ran out of the bathroom.

Lying on the soft bed, hugging Dongfang Wenjing's smooth and warm body, Zhao Jianhui did not fall asleep in the fatigue after pleasure like the past. Dongfang Wenjing snuggled in his arms and slept soundly. For some reason, Zhao Jianhui's mind was particularly active, thinking about many things, many people, countless people, everything that they had experienced was as clear as movies in his mind. He couldn't sleep.

Listening to Dongfang Wenjing let out a slight breath in his arms. Zhao Jianhui gently took off her gentle hug and stood naked

When I came to the window, I opened the curtains in a corner. At a glance, there was an empty and deserted dark red sky outside the window, and the sunset decorated the sky with a charming and weird look.

Zhao Jianhui lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, swallowed it into his stomach, and nicotine turned around in his body, then turned into light white smoke rings floating into the air, turning into thin lines. He was also a lucky generation, bleeding on the battlefield and sweating in the military camp. However, this iron-blooded experience also forged his strong character and belief. He worked for so long, experienced storms and ups and downs, and met hardships and setbacks, but never discouraged and never compromised.

Zhao Jianhui looked at Dongfang Wenjing's curvy and beautiful body on the bed, and a strong sense of emptiness and loneliness surged in his heart. Today, he seemed to be able to rely on the woman's body temperature to resist the loss in his heart, and anesthetize his nerves on the woman's wonderful body.

The conquest, creation, struggle and other male genes flowing in his blood, which originated from the military camp, only occasionally flashed on one fresh female body after another. Zhao Jianhui knew that this was not the life he wanted, but the bright squares and dazzling olive green. His ambitions and his former spirit were already far away, like an old dream that had been drunk for thousands of years, and could only appear in the wandering of lonely souls late at night.

I don’t know when Zhao Jianhui returned to the big bed. He could not resist the temptation of Dongfang Wenjing’s warm body, and she once again surged into a deep dream.

When I woke up, it was already the lights on. The stars in the dark night outside the window were constantly flashing. Dongfang Wenjing had woken up, but she was still lying quietly beside Zhao Jianhui, staring at his face with deep affection and affectionate eyes, doing nothing or saying nothing, and the strong attachment was already reflected in the beautiful face as beautiful as peach blossoms.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry? I'll go cook for you." Seeing that Zhao Jianhui had woken up, Dongfang Wenjing then turned her slender snow-white neck embarrassedly and asked with a smile.

"No need, I'd better go out to eat. There is another person who follows me." At this time, Zhao Jianhui thought of Erfeng's girl. He didn't know if she had bought a plane ticket, so he didn't call himself at this time.

So Zhao Jianhui grabbed his cell phone and dialed Erfeng's number.

"Hey, who are you?...hehe...it's hard for you to remember me?..." What's going on? This girl seemed to be drinking. "Where are you? Why are you so noisy?" Zhao Jianhui asked.

"Me... I'm in the bar, I'm fine, I'm not drunk..." Erfeng's tongue became a little hard, and she said she was not drunk. Why did this girl drink so much wine? Zhao Jianhui thought about it, and got up and put on clothes, and asked: Where is the "Golden Flower Bar"?

Dongfang Wenjing thought for a while before saying, "It's not close to this place in the west of the city."

In the city of Nanyue, with bright lights and wine, it is definitely a good time for people to relax at night. In the downtown area west of the city, next to one of the streets, in the city's most famous "Golden Flower" bar, the enthusiastic men and women are twisting every part of their bodies to the strong rhythm of the song.

Next to the noisy dance floor, there were several tables of people shouting and drinking. On the corner, Erfeng, wearing light blue jeans, white T-shirts, short shoulder-length hair, and a sharp, rosy and charming face, easily attracted the attention of many men.

In addition to the other girl, there were three men. The three men took turns to telling not-so-smart jokes, trying their best to tease Erfeng and another girl at the same table.

It can be seen that these three men are very interested in Erfeng. The three of them kept persuading the two girls to drink, which was very meaningful to get them drunk. Since seeing Erfeng, the three boys' attention was attracted by her beautiful face. Naturally, no one heard what was singing on the stage.

The other girl seemed to be drunk and lay on the table and wanted to go to the bathroom to vomit. The three men looked at me and I looked at you. Finally, one of them stood up and supported her. The two of them swayed to the bathroom. The other two men also showed their drunkenness. One of them leaned against Erfeng and said with a smile: "Little sister, we are having a drink."

"I told you that you want to call me sister." Erfeng picked up the wine glass with her fair and slender fingers. Without waiting for the man to talk, she tilted her neck and poured it down.

Perhaps because the other girl had left, the two men's expressions became much more relaxed. When they heard Erfeng say this, the other man smiled and said, "Yes, didn't the little sister say it already? She is older than you, so you have to call her sister."

"Impossible..." Another man reached out and pushed the man who was talking: "Look at her like this, it's only seventeen or eighteen at most. Will he be bigger than me?"

"Hehe... If someone says he is older than you, he must be older than you. If you are not convinced, then why are you? He is older than you..." The man said with a smile. When he heard what the man said, the other man laughed.
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