The day is getting cold and the night wind is silent, leaving only the rustling leaves among the treetops.
Lin Lu Snapdragon sat in the car without saying a word, looking at her through the glass window that had been coated with a layer of mist, and after not seeing her for a few days, he always felt that Nanchu was beautiful again.
He had little concept of whether a woman was beautiful or not.
Big eyes and small lips and a straight nose are judged by different standards in his opinion.
When a few brothers drink together, Da Liu will always say that this beauty, that long legs and thin waist, he swept up a glance, and thought it was nothing more than that.
I used to think the girl was okay looking, and I realized after looking at her for a long time that she was pretty good looking, until recently-
Every time he saw her he always felt more and more beautiful, despite never having admitted it in front of Nanchu, nor was it possible to do so.
From the martyrs cemetery back in the end has not yet cleaned up the mood, Lin Qi things out, this time he is obviously silent a lot, the face is not too smile, big Liu also know that he is not comfortable this period of time, no one dares to bother him.
There were a couple of emotional outbursts on the team as well, and there's no relief from that kind of depression.
He bowed his head and took two deep breaths, doing his best to push all the emotions down and digest them himself.
Nanchu was already blaming herself for what happened to Lin Qi, and if one of her emotions was off, the little girl was sensitive and could easily blame herself again.
The girl at the window saw that he didn't respond, so she dutifully stepped to the side herself and waited for him.
Lin Luchu sat in his seat, biting his lips tightly, sniffing, and exhaling, finished adjusting his emotions, looked out the window, took the keys, and pushed open the car door to go down.
Nanchu just stood by the car and waited, her jacket covering her knees, a section of her calf exposed with nothing on, shrinking her neck and shivering.
Lin Luchu leaned on the car door with his hands around his chest, staring at her for a long time, and suddenly smiled down, his emotions gradually brightening.
......
Nanchu was taken upstairs by Lin Luzhu and practically pushed into the room.
The wind came through the window cracks, squeezing in a little, and there was a chill in the room, and Nanchu stood in the doorway and stomped her feet, rubbing her arms and muttering, "Why is it so--"
The lips were sealed at once.
There were no lights on in the house, just a little pale white moonlight.
The entrance hall entangled two silhouettes, Nanchu was kissed by Lin Luchu against the door panel, the root of her ear was bitten, and she obediently wrapped her arms around his neck and sent herself over.
Her initiative to let Lin Lu Snapdragon more and more difficult to control, force gradually heavy, through the clothing ...... heavy pinch a hand.
Nanchu ate the pain and hung her hand on his neck, the body heat of the man against her rolling like iron.
A little worried, she rubbed her forehead against her own, "You're hot."
Lin Lu Snapdragon can no longer care about anything else, directly lifted her up in the air, put her on the side of the cabinet, lowered his head and sipped gently on her neck, his voice was already filled with lust, and he said in a low, hoarse voice, "I want to think of you wanting to think of you."
Nanchu's heart trembled and she tilted her neck to let him kiss her, wrapping both arms around his head buried in her neck.
The room was quiet, and there was almost no sound outside the window, an occasional scrape of gas, and instantly the quiet returned, and inside the room, the tide of love was rising, and every bit of it was just right.
Nanchu hated the smell of men's sweat and breath.
Sometimes when you spend a lot of time on the set, there are some mixed odors that make you want to vomit when you smell them.
Can be strange.
Lin Lu Snap's sweat and scent was comforting to her, especially at this time of the day.
She enjoyed it, threading her fingers through his hair, moistened stubble that she loved.
"To the room?" He whispered in her ear.
Nanchu nodded and gave a soft hmmm.
Lin Lu Snap suddenly picked her off the cabinet with one hand, slung her over his shoulder, and strode into the room.
Throw yourself on the bed.
He leaned down and bent over, took hold of her feet, dragged the person over, pressed her underneath and kissed her, and as he did so, he unbuttoned himself, one by one, picking them off in a slow, methodical way-
The clothes were thrown to the floor by him.
Chest hard as a brick firmly against her, Lin Lu Snapdragon looked down at her and slowly leaned down ......
Nanchu instantly a jolt, as if over the electricity, tingling, stomping on the toes, wet trembling eyelashes, the last time can only be said to be half done, he found that Nanchu's sensitive point in the neck, now, this seems to be a new sensitive point, in the shoulder and neck.
He stared at the little girl nastily and smiled, slowly increasing his force.
Nanchu begged for mercy, "Don't don't ......"
Sex this thing for men belong to the untutored, who has not seen a few films to observe and observe, pattern also white out.
At that time then for the first time, indeed the little girl was too tight, he did not hold back for a moment.
But wherever you have explored that bit of territory and have a vein in your heart, you can more or less get back some of your manly dignity.
Nan Chuchu first paid for sex, but also let loose, rolling moan out of the end of those sounds, listening to Lin Lu Snapdragon could not help but lower his head to seal her, for fear of being heard by someone else, "You light a little sound."
Nanchu purposely acted as if she was against him, louder than once, as if she was acting.
Lin Lu Snapdragon propped himself up and looked at her with some tears and laughter, "Is it really that comfortable?"
The little girl was lying flat on her back, her long hair spread out, her skin white and tender, her eyebrows all spring water, smilingly saying, "Really!"
He braced both hands on either side of the girl.
Hearing her answer so calmly as well as rightfully, he suddenly smiled down, then he got out of bed naked, turned on the TV, turned the volume up to 80, and closed all the doors and windows tightly.
He got back on the bed and straddled Nanchu, grinning wickedly, "Okay, satisfy you."
It was no longer meant to tease him, but Nanchu only muffled a few grunts, which could have agitated him.
He grinned wickedly, his eyes all gangly.
Nanchu subconsciously ducked back and was dragged back by him holding down his shoulder.
......
He leaned over and stared at her, coaxing her in a hushed whisper.
Nanchu wrinkled her brow in pain and sucked in a sharp breath, raising her head to bite his shoulder, "Asshole."
Propped up on one arm, he looked down at her, brushed a few sweat-sticky bits of broken hair from her ear behind his head, and lowered his head to kiss the corner of her brow, admitting absently, "Well, I'm an asshole."
Namchu went against him.
He wouldn't let her scream, but she did.
He told her to scream, but she didn't.
The two were locked in a tug of war like a tug of war, neither one letting the other go.
The room was dark, the curtains closed, scattered with a dull lust, and a blue-screened television set looping a single song.
The cycle of the man's low, husky voice filled the entire room of fish and water.
"It's your fault for falling in love with me so easily.
To make me fulfill the vanity of being loved without realizing it.
It's all your fault, your pampering of people is a temptation ......"
Sensitive to touch, it was as if he had been pushed away by a wave of water in that instant, and he was like a boat against the current.
Lin Lu Snap looked at her with downcast eyes, and in a moment of agitation, he tilted his head and stifled a grunt.
The man's low and deep grunting was only fatal, Nanchu narrowed her eyes slightly and didn't mince words of praise, "It's very nice to hear."
Ignoring her, he rolled his hand over to the bed and carried an alarm clock over, set the time, and set it next to her pillow.
"Timing."
Nanchu lost his smile and struck out, "I don't actually care, you don't have to deliberately prolong it-"
Lin Lu Snap directly turned her back her, his hand pressed down on her waist, and said lowly, "I care."
It's not that he cares, it's that all men care in this matter.
Nanchu was close to being knocked unconscious by him.
......
......
The room was filled with broken moans.
The music behind them was endless, with heavy drumming.
"It's all your fault, your obsessive dreams, like a spell, loved by you can still be stupid for anyone ......"
Lin Lu Snapdragon padded her with a pillow, the little girl's eyes were already clouded with watery mist, he leaned down and kissed her on her sweat-slick forehead.
Nanchu called him in a low voice, "Lin Luchu."
"Hmm?"
Nanchu: "You listen to the song."
He kissed the girl in his arms, "I'm listening."
This song is so appropriate.
It's Zhang Yu's all "It's All Because of the Moon".
It was the only pop song he knew how to sing besides military songs.
She also did not know, when he was supporting the outer counties, could not go home for New Year, a group of boys followed the instructor in the team, supporting a small fireplace, sung in a circle is this song, he was listening to nothing to feel, but a few soldiers around the headache, said he wanted to daughter-in-law.
The instructor asked him if he wanted a daughter-in-law.
He also gave a crooked smile and joked without a straight face, "My daughter-in-law? My daughter-in-law is still breastfeeding."
The instructor glared at him, "What nonsense!"
Lin Lu Snapdragon stopped laughing, straightened his face, and casually said, "My daughter-in-law is wearing these clothes."
As a result, this instantly cried a few just enlisted recruits, the instructor was also pleased to pat his shoulder: "You kid have a future."
At that time he really didn't know anything about men and women.
And now, listening to this song again, and in this situation, he in the end some understand the mood of that year's gang of soldiers, but as far as his nature, even if he wanted to, he would not be with the gang of new recruits like hugging and crying.
"I admit it's all the fault of the oath, but it's like sugar like honey to say it's the most touching, and no matter how much the heart is like steel, it also becomes soft. ......"
A man's unintentional tenderness is indeed most heartwarming.
The sound of music lingers--
"What kind of love business would make two people, take a lifetime, as a promise ......"
This pleasure is the ultimate.
......
......
Afterwards, the music hadn't stopped, and the single song looped for two hours.
The sky is getting darker, the more the night outside the window sinks, as if a layer of heavy curtains hanging, the sky hooked a curved moon, the pale white light shines in faintly, dappled fall on the ground.
Lin Luchu turned the light on and toned down his voice a bit, and Nanchu glanced at the alarm clock.
The clock is pointing to eight o'clock.
Two hours, two whole hours, shorter the second time because the little girl in his arms was crying so much he couldn't bear to do it again.
Lin Lu Snapdragon lit a cigarette, leaned against the bed and smoked it, pulled the person over and caged her in his arms, fingertips playing with her hair, and judgmentally concluded, "The little girl's stamina is not bad."
Nanchu pinched him on the chest in the head, "Getting a bargain?"
Lin Lu Snap laughed, "But you still have to work out, get you a few times and the tears come out."
"Not at all."
Lin Lu Snap turned to pinch her face and smiled badly, "It's okay, exercise more, to be qualified, and strive to bring you home at the end of this year."
Nanchu froze, "Rare."
"Well, you're not rare." The man said as he turned his head to dust the ashes of his cigarette and glanced at her.
Nanchu wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed upwards, "With that attitude of Meng Chu, how can you still take me home and not be afraid of your father smacking you?"
Lin Lu Snapdragon thought about it and smiled in a mixed way, "Why don't we get on the bus first and make up the ticket later?"
Nanchu was suddenly quiet, "You like kids?"
Lin Lu Snapdragon thought carefully, "Like it."
He is really like, not in the early years of the military or children, think children annoying, he went to high school, every year on New Year's Day when the family gathered a bunch of messy children, laughing and shouting, pushing to the sang to go, but also some of his tanks, aircraft models mess when he simply want to pick up these children thrown into the lake outside the home.
Then he became a soldier and changed his outlook, growing in patience and love.
Sometimes feel a little life babbling with you say some nonsense and you do not understand the other side can still be happy, he really think that the child is quite good, obsessed with anger, joy and anger all by heart.
He reached up and rubbed her hair, not caring:
"If you don't like it, forget it, I won't force it."
After saying that, Lin Luchuan got out of bed naked, went into the bathroom to take a shower, put on a T-shirt, and went out to cook.
Nanchu only feel two legs with the waste like, in bed for a while, before rinsing a cool, from his closet carried a shirt to himself on, loose set, chest gully obvious, a pair of long legs straight.
She stood in front of the mirror and scrutinized it for a while, and felt satisfied before she thumped to the kitchen door and shouted at Lin Luchu, "Look!"
The man in front of the glazed table turned around without looking, faintly tickled the corners of his mouth, turned his head away, and smiled while he pawed at the pot, "Don't look for trouble."
Nanchu shut up resentfully and walked behind him, looking down at the pot, "You can cook?"
Lin Lu Snapshot grunted, "Not bad."
When he was in school, his parents didn't come home much, so he and his brother were the only ones in the house, and then he learned a bit of handicraft from Uncle Meng.
Nanchu leaned against the glazed platform, holding her arms and looking at him with a good look, "Captain Lin, I have a question."
"Say." He didn't look back.
"When did you like me?"