Because he knew that she couldn't hold on for long, she was already like a dry firewood that had been thoroughly baked, and as long as he teased her a little more, it would ignite a raging fire.
He had taken that medicine and knew how powerful it was.
He grabbed one of her slender hands and pressed it on his chest, letting her tender fingertips touch his skin, and continued to seduce her last thoughts.
"You touch it and see how strong this heart beats. It beats for you, Ning'er. As long as you say a word, it will completely belong to you. Are you very hungry and eager now? Can you be hugged by a pair of strong arms? Do you have countless passions in your body, but you can't find a place to vent them? As long as you say, beg me, beg me, I will fulfill your wish. , I will let you enjoy the greatest happiness in the world.”
His voice flowed slowly like a mountain spring, and her fingers trembled in his palm, getting more and more violent.
He was so close to her, and the manly aura exuding from him was as addictive as a poppy. The last embankment in her heart suddenly collapsed, and her tight body slowly unfolded, like a slowly blooming flower. The epiphyllum, the unique charm between the eyebrows, made his breath hitch.
Her left hand was held by him, and her right hand was still holding the brocade quilt covering her body. Her reason was making a final struggle with the body's desire, but in the face of the huge body's desire, her remaining reason became It was so pitiful that it was blown away by his hot breath.
"Ning'er, are you very hot? Your whole body is on fire. Don't cover yourself with this thick quilt. It will only make you hotter and hotter." Her fingers had long since lost strength, and he pulled it off easily. She dropped her brocade quilt.
"Your clothes are all wet, can I help you take them off? You will feel cooler after taking off your clothes and you won't be so hot anymore."
She was indeed very hot. The fire rising from the bottom of her heart had already melted her. It was like she was on a volcano, no, in a pan of oil, being tortured and steamed. She took big mouthfuls of food. Panting and sweating profusely, she thought she must die and be burned to death by the fire.
She heard a stream-like sound beside her ears, fresh and cool. She couldn't hear clearly what the sound said, but she nodded instinctively, and then leaned towards the source of coolness.
Chu Shaoyang narrowed his eyes with satisfaction and watched as she took the initiative to move closer to his arms while she was confused. He slowly untied her belt with his slender fingers. Don't resist.
He slowly leaned towards her, with the tip of his nose facing hers, and his long eyelashes almost touching her cheeks. Her originally clear eyes were stained with a layer of mist, and she looked at him in a daze. .
He didn't take the medicine, but there was a fire in his heart, which made his body become hot, his heartbeat accelerated, and his mouth went dry.
He didn't know whether he was torturing her or himself.
Because he was suffering more than she was.
"Tell me, beg me. As long as you beg me, I will make you more comfortable and cooler immediately." He gently rubbed her smooth jade cheek with the tip of his nose, and sprayed his hot breath on her face.
She pressed both hands on his chest, and there was a voice in her heart saying to stop him. His body was hotter than fire, but it attracted her to get close to him like magic.