Bone-Hungry Thirst

A bad bad dog who is obviously a bitch but is actually gentle × a cool and aloof relationship with a sultry and skin-hungry girl with a little bit of madness Ye Xiandu is a lecturer in philosophy at Yuling University. She is beautiful, possesses pearls and jade, and has a cold and distant temperament. The most common comment she has heard since she was a child is "the flower of the high mountain". She curled her lips in distress at this. She doesn't want this either. In fact, she has a secret - she suffers from skin hunger syndrome. Recently, she discovered that the cats and various stuffed toys that she regarded as life-saving straws were no longer practical, and her concentration was also crumbling. She longed to be touched and held. On this day, she felt that her desire had reached its peak, so she had to change shifts with her colleagues and hurried home. On her way home, the skin hunger she thought she could endure returned, this time stronger than the previous times. She leaned on the wall and trembled, gasping for air. In the mist, a pair of clean and shiny leather shoes appeared in her sight. She raised her eyes with difficulty and heard a low, bewitching voice: "Do you need help?" The person who came had cold eyebrows and handsome appearance. She thought to herself, this is your initiative. So she asked without moving or speaking: "Sir, can you give me a hug?" The man was silent for a few seconds, then his big, knuckled hands slowly held her slender waist, and she hugged him forcefully. After a while, she heard a cool voice coming from above her head, "Have you touched enough?" Later she found out that that person was her nominal marriage partner. On the night of Pei Jilen and Ye Xiandu's wedding, he found that something was not right with his marriage partner. He just touched her accidentally, and her eyes turned red and brimming, her body trembled slightly, she pursed her lips and stared at his hand with a hint of accusation, which made him feel that he was guilty for a moment. He laughed angrily, and couldn't help but increase the strength of his hand, "Tsk, are you so sensitive?" At this time, Ye Xiandu was in a daze, his own desire taking over: It really felt so comfortable, I really wanted to... I really wanted to touch it again. She vaguely heard the man's words, which sounded like he was sighing with pleasure, "Then what are you going to do tonight?" A night of absurdity. After the marriage, Ye Xiandu found that the deeper the contact between her and Pei Jilen, the larger the contact area and the better the relief effect, so she often made some physical contact, but always apologized afterwards as if nothing had happened: "Sorry, I didn't mean it." Pei Jilian found her behavior very interesting. She obviously didn't like him, but she always got along with her. One time, Ye Xiandu knocked on the bathroom door. Pei Jilian wiped his hair and opened the door. Ye Xiandu took out a pen, lowered his eyes and asked, "Is this yours?" Pei Jilen stared at the pen that had disappeared inexplicably, squinted his eyes, and reached out casually. Sure enough, the first thing he felt was soft and smooth skin. He smiled, slowly clenched the wrist bones in his hands, pulled the person into his arms and hugged him tightly. The expensive pen was almost thrown away. Ye Xiandu exclaimed and complained: "Be gentle..." Pei Ji twitched the corner of his mouth, so impatient? It's just a pen, do you have to give it now? Ye Xiandu couldn't tell which one reached her earlobe first, the man's hot breath or the moist lick. She was stunned for a moment, and the trembling itching was subdued by the hot skin, causing her to say again: "That's enough... Be gentle." There was a sneer in my ear. She heard the man say in a bad tone: "Don't pretend, I know you like it." #The thirst for bone is no matter how hard it is to quit. # #Hunter preys, willing ones take the bait# ·Watching you act but not watching from the other side. If there is a hook, I will bite it. ·Pei Jilian ·Every cell in my body is longing for your mark. I can't control my desire for your hug and touch, but I can't control my love for you. ·Very sweet text HE｜1V1 The male and female protagonists are unique to each other physically and mentally ·The professional knowledge and some place names involved in the article are fictitious, and Skin Hunger is a private creation. Please do not substitute it into three dimensions. ｜Inspiration copy archived 2025.02.01 Purpose: Face your desires, satisfy your demands, and control your soul.