Chapter 1207: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Four Hundred and Seventy)

Seeing that she is so weak that she can't even lift her arms, hanging on her sides, her whole body is limp.

He kissed her forehead and said in a low voice, "Did it still hurt last night?"

"..."

"It shouldn't hurt, at most it's a sore throat." The man's deep breathing was right next to her ear, as if his voice was moist: "What are you shouting for? You have to give credit to yourself for not sleeping all night." thanks to

Feng Ling herself doesn't know at all, what kind of person is she who is cold and cold on weekdays, the tails of her eyes are red under him, her whole body is trembling and panting, sometimes frowning, sometimes uncontrollably let out The voice was long or high and tried hard to suppress, how much she was so uncontrollable to him.

She closed her eyes and did not move, but her ears were already burning red because of his words.

Seeing that she was so teased by him that she couldn't continue to sleep, the man smiled lowly and whispered in her ear: "I let you go just now, it was you who cried too much, but it doesn't mean I'm really over."

Hearing these words, Feng Ling opened his eyes, staring blankly at the unsatisfied man behind him with half-dream and half-awake eyes, and subconsciously wanted to move away from his embrace, and wanted to hide forward little by little, but He was held in his arms by the man and couldn't move.

At the same time, Li Nanheng pulled her hand down: "It's all your fault that you still keep in this state after taking a bath for you."

Feng Ling was furious. After tossing her all night, she was still not satisfied. She grabbed the pillow under her head and was about to hit him: "You bastard! I want to sleep! If you don't let me sleep, I'll kill you with one shot!" ! You... ugh!"

The hand was tightly held by the man, and Feng Ling's lips were blocked in time when he pressed it on his place. He couldn't swear a word for a while, but felt that the top of his head was steaming.

"I can't help it, it's been too long, how many years has it been?" The man continued to kiss her deeply through the gap between the curtains, and then went down, kissing her neck that was already covered with ambiguous red marks Kiss again, almost intoxicated.

After kissing for a while, even Feng Ling, who was so tired that he was almost paralyzed, couldn't restrain himself. He was squeezed by this man all night, and his whole body was still in a sensitive state. Tired is tired, but all kinds of aftertaste Being in the body, unable to bear any teasing, the tide of emotion in the bed became more and more intense.

Li Nanheng heard Feng Ling say a word between the inseparable lips and teeth of the two, in a low voice, somewhat hoarse and exhausted after the affair, but also a little shy, and still lured his uncontrollable voice between the beds: "What the hell is going on?" How many times do you have to do it before you are satisfied...it's dawn..."

Her final coda was almost trembling, because of the man's movement of stroking him down under the quilt, her whole body trembled violently, and her shame once again overwhelmed her.

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At twelve o'clock at noon, Li Nanheng's cell phone rang non-stop. Li Nanheng frowned impatiently. Two seconds later, he remembered Feng Ling who was in bed. He glanced at the caller number, didn't answer, and threw the phone back to the bed.

Feng Ling was trapped in the soft and fluffy quilt, usually as alert as her, but now it was rare that he was not awakened by the ringing of the bell, and fell asleep under the quilt.

I don't remember how many times I did it last night. Li Nanheng only glimpsed a few used condoms in the indoor trash can not far away. Even the three packs of Okamoto 001 had been used up, and he opened another condom. The other spare box in the bathroom of the hotel rubbed her under the quilt for a while this morning, and came again twice. Later, Feng Ling was almost half-fainted, unable to even yell, but her cheeks were still flushed It makes people want to regain their sanity, but they can't get it back, and there is no way to show mercy...

Li Nanheng leaned against the head of the bed, and touched Feng Ling's forehead with his hand.

I don't remember where I heard about it, some women are very fragile, and suddenly experiencing an overly intense affair may even cause fever and other symptoms of overwork. Of course, such cases are rare, but he knows very well that he What kind of tormented her was at night, so I was somewhat worried about her body.

But her body temperature under his palm was not hot, it was very warm. He couldn't help but think that it was the first time she was lying on the bed for three days that night on the snowy mountain. Could it be that she was really seriously ill at that time? one game.

Now she can bear it, but she is sleeping deeply at the moment, as if the sky is falling and she can't hear or feel it unless it hits her.

Seeing her shoulders accidentally exposed on the edge of the quilt because of a slight movement in her dream, the weather is cold after all, the hotel room has air conditioning and heating, but the air is still a bit cool, afraid that she will catch a cold or wake up from the cold, Li Nanheng gave the quilt to She lifted it up.

Feng Ling hugged the quilt instinctively in his sleep, his face flushed from sleeping.

Before dawn, he took her into the bathroom to take a bath, but after the two times he came again, he was afraid that he would help her bathe and start a fire again, and he would come again, so he simply didn't take her to clean it up. Fortunately, I used condoms afterwards, and nothing was too messy.

But he was still not at ease, lest Feng Ling feel that her condition was too bad and lose his temper with him after waking up. The man gently put his hand into the quilt, touched her waist, and then continued to slide down It was slippery, and I was sure that her sweat in the morning was gone, and that she was clean and her skin was smooth, which was in line with her usual cleanliness.

However, he was stroking it calmly, but after touching it for a while, he pinched her slender waist vigorously, lowered his eyes and looked at Feng Ling, who was almost unconscious, who was sleeping, and rubbed the tip of her nose. Kissed.

The phone rang again at this time, but it was only the internal landline next to the hotel bed, not his mobile phone.

Li Nanheng picked it up, and the polite and respectful voices of the hotel staff came from inside. The reason was that the hotel had prepared lunch. It was found that they didn't have breakfast in the morning, so they were reminded to eat lunch at the right time, so as not to starve their bodies.

Li Nanheng ordered lunch directly on the phone and asked them to deliver it. He still remembered that Feng Ling wanted to eat hot pot. He cooked it here last night because he was in a hurry. Today, he always wanted to find a chance for her to have a good bite of Los Angeles outside. The most authentic hot pot in the area, so he didn't want much for lunch at the hotel, and most of them were digestible things, so as not to make her stomach feel uncomfortable after waking up without eating.

Half an hour later, the call came again. It was the room service pushing the dining cart to the door.

Li Nanheng got up and went out to pick up the bathrobe that was scattered on the floor last night and put it on, and went to open the door. The lunch was prepared by the hotel staff after booking, and it was still hot.