Han Xiang got goosebumps, the moment just now when her best friend rubbed her with her breasts, the soft breasts fit together to stimulate her visual senses, somewhat comfortable, but comfortable at the same time, she reflexively thought of the murderer who raped her. Her emotions could no longer be stabilized, and she supported her legs to get up, who knew that when she moved, her knees properly rubbed against her best friend's thighs?
In that instant, the girlfriend was restored a little strength disappeared, again weak pressed on the body of Han Xiang, the pain of Han Xiang also issued a moan. Only, it was agonizing.
"Don't you move ... let me get up first." The bosom friend already had her hands full, she seemed to have not yet woken up from the bizarre dream in front of her, her arms lending strength to maintain a prostrate position.
The beautiful breasts sagged, making the bright red tips on them even more conspicuous, and the posture, like that of copulation in general, looked very erotic.
Wobbling breasts, gasping girlfriend, sweat slightly seeped out of the skin, Han Xiang quickly smelled a sweet smell. She knew that it wasn't the smell of sweat, but the smell of rutting. Her best friend's eyes were filled with desire, but they were not very clear like she had not yet sobered up from yesterday's drunkenness.
"Are you a murderer?"
"Pervert!"
Han Xiang's voice and the other girl's voice passed in this quiet room at the same time.
But the difference was that the best friend 'ah'd, while Han Xiang raised his head to look for the source of the voice, and this time, he saw his biological sister - Han Xue giving herself a very weird look. That kind of look carried an obvious disgust, like looking at a real pervert.
Han Xiang finally reacted.
It was only now that she remembered that inside this B&B, not only did she have her thousand-stabbed BFF ...
In that instant, Han Xiang didn't know where the strength surged up from and violently drew herself up and stood up from the ground.
"Sister, good morning." Han Xiang greeted his sister who was always arrogant for three hundred and sixty-five days. She was not afraid of dead people or ghosts, but she was most afraid of her biological sister, Han Xue.
However, her sister completely ignored Han Xiang's friendly greeting and said viciously, "You guys want to do it so badly open a room yourselves, don't come and disgust my eyes!" Saying that throwing the pillow in front of her eyes fiercely towards Han Xiang, she started kicking the restroom door.
The innocent door let out a wail, howling for its innocent pain.
"Auntie, is it done yet? I need to use the restroom!" My sister shouted inside, she seemed to be very angry, but as for what exactly she was angry about, Han Xiang was not clear at all.
"Wow, your sister is not bad for a social mixer, so fierce, even her stepmother dares to be fierce." BFF covered the two points on her breasts with both hands and couldn't help but secretly lament life next to Han Xiang.
"It's probably auntie coming." Han Xiang casually found a reason. She wasn't sure why her sister, who was usually pampered and cute to herself, was so grumpy today.
"At a glance, she's someone with a story, I want to write her in a novel." Her best friend hemmed and hawed, she seemed to feel too tired of holding her hand up and simply pressed it against Han Xiang's back.
Han Xiang sucked in a breath of cool air, she could now feel the engorged tips of her BFF's breasts rubbing against her back. But she had to keep her cool and make herself look like a real Ryuushita, she said lightly, "Men and women don't have the same senses, what applies to a woman can seem lame for a novel between two men."
BFF is a senior BL lover, and also writes what to satisfy her desire, YY two men, is her favorite.
"Geez, haven't you always been asexual? Secretly tell me if you've read my novels." BFF continued to shake that beautiful breast rubbing Han Xiang's back as if deliberately teasing her nerves.
If it was before, teasing many times already numb Han Xiang will not care at all, but now, she has almost decided that her girlfriend is the murderer who raped her. And the motive was probably to learn about the joys of rape so that she could fool her cute little fan's wallet.
But when Han Sho rationalized, she thought again that there was no need to write a text that pressed for an actual rape.
She began to waver over her reasoning, even thinking that she was a fake student of criminal investigation.
"Get lost, my sister's going to be mean to me again when she sees you clinging to me like that later." Therefore, Han Xiang found a reason to separate the distance from his best friend, hoping that he could determine through further observation whether it was his best friend who had poisoned himself.
Even so, her best friend still jokingly made a flying kiss to Han Xiang, and only then slowly pressed her exposed breasts and ran into the room where the luggage was placed.
Han Xiang wanted to follow up for further observation but saw a cup suddenly appear in front of her, if not for her quick action, it is estimated that it will collide with the cup. Before seeing who handed over the cup, Han Xiang already smelled the rich wheat flavor.
Like putting cereal and milk or something, stirring Han Xiang's hungry stomach.
Han Xiang took a look and found that it was his roommate Mo Gao Huan.
Like Han Xiang, she is a graduate student, originally majoring in criminology, but later changed to clinical psychology somehow, and is now a real psychiatrist. Mo Greedy Huan's skin is very white, their body slender, with a pair of rimless eyes, through a kind of reading people have a bookish atmosphere, and beautiful eyes through a kind of can see everything through the feeling.
But probably because of this, she was the only one among the five who noticed that Han Xiang was uncomfortable.
"Drink?" Her voice was thin and gentle, and when she spoke, it sounded like she was caressing Han Shang's heart.
Seeing that Han Xiang was still looking at her face instead of the cup, the roommate picked up the cup, casually took a sip, and said to Han Xiang as if she was coaxing a child, "I've already tasted it, it's not hot."
He said, looking at Han Xiang with expectant eyes.
"How old are you coaxing a child?" Han Xiang asked.
"Five years old." Roommate Mo Greedy Huan laughed, along with Han Xiang, who also can not help but be infected, the corners of the mouth slightly up.
Han Xiang finally took the cup, even though roommate Mo Greedy Huan had already verified that the cereal in this cup was not hot, she still blew a few breaths, which led to a few sips. Her stomach immediately became warm, and it also made Han Xiang's chaotic thinking finally become normal, she sat up straight, and then she looked at her roommate Mo Greedy Huan who was still looking at herself like she was looking at the subject of her investigation.
"Huanhuan~ Let me ask you an adult question." Han Xiang finally finds his soul.
Roommate Mo Greedy Huan put on an expression that she would be unperturbed no matter what question Han Xiang asked her, and naturally took over the cup of cereal that Han Xiang hadn't finished drinking.
"Don't drink it first, I'll drink it after I finish." Han Xiang stopped her movement.
"It's fine." Roommate Mo Greedy Huan, however, looked like she very much wanted to drink the cup of cereal that Han Xiang had drank, and turned to the place where Han Xiang had just drank from memory.
Han Xiang first checked around ...
The person in the toilet had been replaced with his sister.
The stepmother was packing things in her room.
The girlfriend was changing clothes.
As for the stepmother's strong woman friend, she didn't know where she had run to at this time.
Finally, Han Xiang raised her courage, and she whispered to her roommate, Mo Greedy Huan, "What do you think, what kind of psychology produces a woman raping a woman?"
At that moment, her roommate Mo Gaohuan, who should be unperturbed by anything, violently spewed out the cereal in her mouth, and shouted with a volume that Han Xiang had never heard before, "Rape?!"
This sentence was like a magic spell and the four women who were in various corners gathered inside the living room with a brush.
For a moment, Han Xiang was completely confused as to who was the murderer who raped her.