"Let's do it next time. Be mentally prepared next time, ugh..."
Tong Su curled up deep in the big bed, whimpering softly, feeling like trembling uncontrollably.
With his clothes off, the man looked unusually tall.
He was like a strong wind, and she was a thin and helpless little tree, swayed by the strong wind, with nowhere to rely on, and crumbling in the wind and rain.
And this strong wind was obviously intended to destroy her.
She saw that his eyes were getting more violent, and every inch of his muscle lines was full of strength. His eyes were still so deep and dark, but within the darkness, there was burning the bloody aggression that had been suppressed for a long time.
He no longer concealed his disguise, revealing his terrible offensive intentions. He was a hungry beast that had lurked in the darkness for too long and was already eager to make a move. Finally, when the prey jumped into his territory, there was no chance of letting go.
The man leaned down and she screamed.
Her wrists were imprisoned, her back was pressed against the silky bed, and his arms were supported on both sides of her neck. She was imprisoned in a narrow space and could only passively receive his kiss.
She gritted her teeth, cheered herself up, gritted her teeth, and mustered up the courage: "Be gentle..."
"good."
His hands kept moving, bit by bit removing the clothes that were in the way.
Lips, neck, collarbone, chest.
Falling red plum blossoms, dotted with cherry marks.
The man's palms were thinly calloused, and at this moment, the slight roughness brought her endless torture.
The place where his hand fell seemed to ignite a cluster of sparks. The sparks spread and burned her whole body. She groaned unbearably from the inside out.
At this moment, the man suddenly raised his head and leaned against his ear.
"Tong."
His movements were brutal, his kisses were forced, and his voice was low and hoarse.
But at this moment, his tone was extremely gentle.
Tong Su bit her lip fiercely.
This kind of tenderness seemed to have been familiar to her, coming from a long time ago through her memories. She was so confused that she could hardly tell whether he was Huo Xuanxi, Xi Chenzhou, Xiao Lingchen or Tian Xuanzi.
What he called was not Tongyang, Baitong, or Baishu.
But Tongsu.
It's her, it's just her, she's the same body and soul no matter who she looks like.
Mellow warmth flowed into the limbs and bones, filling the eight meridians. She felt hot from the bottom of her heart to her throat, and felt sour and moist from her eye sockets to the root of her nose. She saw the emotion in his eyes.
At some point, his eyes became watery, and he put his arms around his shoulders, raising his eyebrows and curling his lips in a soft smile.
This smile was moved, acquiesced, and encouraged. She was about to speak—but the man seemed to have been notified...
"Well-"
She suddenly bit her lip and let out a groan of pain. He had been extremely gentle before and prepared her, but when the final moment came, she still couldn't help crying out in pain.
The man was panting heavily and did not move in a hurry. However, he was not feeling well, but he still restrained himself with all his strength. While thinking of ways to relieve her pain, he lowered his head and gently kissed the sweat beads on her forehead.
After an unknown amount of time, the pain gradually subsided, and she finally had the strength to raise her head slightly and kiss his Adam's apple.
This kiss was like a spell that broke the seal, and a beast-like growl came from the man's throat.
The flower path has never been swept by visitors, and now the gate is opened for you.
The thick hair on the temples is messy, and the delicate wisps of jade skin are visible. The tears are stained lightly and evenly, and Ye Lianzhi is given to Lang. The night phoenix begs for the phoenix, and the flower dew's heart flutters.
Sweat is falling like rain, pink sweat is like beads haloing the peach makeup, dream soul is flying up, money can't buy this one, the love is so strong on the pillow, the clock is leaking at five o'clock.
The night is beautiful.