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    The sun sets in the west, and there is still the last golden halo on the horizon.

    Brother Sheng returned to the door carrying several bags of plastic bags purchased from the evening market.

    There are not only vegetables and fruits in the bag, but also several cooked foods.

    Sushi, braised beef tendons, several cold side dishes, and even a bag of freshly fried sweet potato balls.

    He walked into the living room and looked around, but he didn’t see Shu Qi.

    The cheek that originally had a faint smile paused slightly.

    He put the things on his hands first, sorted the raw food into the refrigerator, and spread the hot food on the dining table. Everything was in order.

    However, he never moved his eyes away from the surroundings of the house.

    It’s like something is pulling him.

    he took steps towards the room at the end of the corridor.

    The door was not closed, and there were still some cracks left when she entered.

    He stood in front of the door and was about to call her name, but the moment he saw the scene in the room, his voice stopped in his throat.

    she fell asleep.

    She just lay on his side on his bed, so familiar that it almost became a part of her body.

    Her hair was scattered and her cheeks were buried in the sheets. Her breathing was very light and soft, as if some soft light enveloped her whole body.

    Her body was slightly curled up, and her hands were placed on her chest, as if she was still holding something precious in her dream.

    Brother Sheng stood there in a daze, with the last light of dusk behind him.

    The way she sleeps is almost unreal.

    Like a still life painting, a silent poem.

    At that moment, he didn’t dare to get close.

    It’s not that he has never seen her naked and panting, nor has he never heard her trembling courtship voice in his arms.

    But at this moment, this sleeping she.

    Let him suddenly have an illusion that he has never had before.

    As if she was meant to be in that bed.

    It seems like this space has always been waiting for her to fill it.

    Not Shuwei’s wife, not he’s daughter-in-law.

    But he’s the woman.

    He stood quietly at the door for a while, as if he was afraid that the painting would break if he got closer.

    It wasn’t until she moved slightly, frowning slightly, as if she was about to wake up, that he slowly stepped into the room, keeping his footsteps as light as possible.

    The slightly wrinkled lines of the sheets are intertwined with the ups and downs of her breathing. It is an extremely private sense of life, an air that only “two people” can share.

    He approached the bed, half-kneeling on the ground, looking at her sleeping face, and stretched out his hand, but stopped before it almost touched her cheek.

    In the end, he just gently stroked a strand of hair that fell by her ear, as small as if he was afraid of waking up a rabbit.

    And as soon as he’s cheek came closer and he was about to whisper something——

    She suddenly opened her eyes.

    Those eyes were still hazy as if they had woken up from a dream, as if the fog had not dispersed. After slowly focusing, they met He’s sight.

    The moment the two looked at each other, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

    Brother Sheng’s throat moved, as if he was choked by something.

    She, on the other hand, was like a small animal that was suddenly caught. She quickly pushed up her upper body and sat up. Her hair was slightly messy, her cheeks were flushed, and even her ears were dyed a thin layer of red.

    “No, I accidentally fell asleep…” She’s voice was a little hoarse, as if she had just woken up and was still sleepy.

    She looked down at he and asked softly: “Do you mind…?”

    Brother Sheng didn’t say anything. He just stretched out his hand and touched her hair. His fingertips wrapped around a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled softly: “If I mind, you will sleep in the living room tonight.”

    She snorted softly and curled her lips: “Humph…are you willing to do it?”

    He raised his eyebrows and pretended to be serious: “Then it looks like I have to sleep in the living room instead.”

    She immediately wrinkled her nose, and her hair became furious as if her tail had been stepped on: “Who, who allowed you to sleep in the living room!”

    He laughed out loud, bent over, put one hand on the edge of the bed, and rubbed her slightly warm face with the other hand: “Haha.”

    The atmosphere was so warm and sticky in the air, there was no pressure from words, only the tacit understanding of breathing between each other’s brows and eyes.

    Brother Sheng stood up slowly and pointed outside: “I bought some things, sushi, side dishes, hot soup and sweet potato balls.”

    She pursed her lips, as if she was thinking about what to say. After a few seconds, she nodded and whispered, “That’s right, I’m hungry too…”

    After a slight pause at the end of the sentence, he lowered his head and added softly: “I want to eat you…”

    “Huh?” Brother Sheng was stunned, his eyes just focused on her face.

    Shu Qi suddenly moved.

    Before he could react, his hands had already grasped the hem of his trousers, and with a sharp tug, the trousers popped open with the looseness around his waist.

    The huge thing was actually already in a semi-hard state, and bounced out as the pants slid down together; the stiffness seemed to have already predicted something before she even got close.

    Her eyes were slightly bright, as if she saw something familiar and longing for, and she bit her lip, “Dad, why are you already hard?” Her big almond eyes looked up at Brother Sheng, with a little resentment in them.

    “Ahem…I, I don’t know, this is the body’s natural reaction.” Brother Sheng’s face turned slightly red and he coughed dryly.

    She gently held He’s testicles with one hand, and her fingertips slowly traced the fragile and sensitive skin underneath; the other hand tightly held He’s thick and hard root, and slowly moved up and down, with slow and steady movements.

    And her tongue slowly spit out the next second.

    Like a soft flower, it reached towards his glans, gently licked it once, and then again, wrapping the most sensitive tip of his penis with the moist heat.

    “Hmm…”

    Brother Sheng suddenly took a breath, his chest rose and fell slightly, his Adam’s apple slid slightly, and he couldn’t help but moan softly.

    He’s palm fell on her head smoothly, but his movements were surprisingly gentle, and his fingertips gently stroked her silky hair.

    Shu Qi’s lips held the front of he, and did not go deep immediately. Instead, she sucked and sipped lightly, as if testing or playing with.

    “Ah…”

    She held he in her mouth, but raised her eyes to look at him, as if asking him how he felt.

    The moment Brother Sheng lowered his eyes and looked at her, he felt a rush of heat rushing to his forehead, his legs were slightly tight, and his whole body seemed to be trapped in some kind of gentle and moist hell, unable to move even an inch.

    Seeing that he didn’t speak, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

    Suddenly, with a sizzling sound, her lips instantly took it deeper into her mouth.

    He suddenly let out a low groan, and unconsciously pinched her head with greater force with his fingertips. The hair was pinched slightly, making it slightly messy.

    Desire seemed to be sucked into the abyss by that mouthful.

    Her movements began to become regular and intense, her tongue flexibly roamed and licked on his meat column, the sucking of her lips and the fingering of the base with her palms had a clear rhythm, and the pleasure piled up one after another.

    And She’s other hand, sometimes gently caressing, sometimes slightly increasing the force to knead He’s balls, made Sheng Ge so comfortable that he was speechless.

    At this time, in the entire space, there were only the sounds of she swallowing and he’s suppressed breathing, echoing around like some kind of secret language.

    As for he, he could only raise his head, grit his teeth, and while supporting her head, let her swallow him inch by inch into that soft, moist mouth.

    He murmured in a low voice: “You…are so good at holding your mouth, do you want to force me to death…”

    And she raised her head and glanced at he, and just smiled without replying, but the movements in her mouth were even harder.

    She is not deliberately trying to please him.

    She is actively and eagerly embracing his whole being.

    Her desire is becoming more and more undisguised, so intense that it makes people tremble.

    “Tsk, tsk… Uh-huh, uh-huh…” She swallowing’s soft moans rippled through the quiet space.

    he didn’t rush her.

    She didn’t deliberately speed up anymore.

    At this time, they, it seems, finally have a period of time that belongs to them.

    A peaceful and real tender time that no one or any boundary can disturb.

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