Lips and teeth touched, but I sadly found that Wen Yang didn't respond at all, my heart was beating wildly, and I was a little embarrassed to ride a tiger.
The next second, Wen Yang stretched out his long arms to hug me closer, and kissed me back vigorously. I breathed a sigh of relief, imitating Wen Yang's movements, and gently poked the tip of my tongue. The violent raging, I frowned uncomfortably, and tried my best to cater to Wen Yang's movements. Slowly, Wen Yang's movements slowed down, and finally there was a trace of tenderness in the kiss, and there was only the entwined breath left between the lips , There is a strange throbbing in the chest, which makes people addicted.
After the kiss was over, I took a quick breath in Wen Yang's arms.
Wen Yang tightened his arms, and held me firmly in his arms, buried his face in my neck, and the hot breath from his mouth hit my neck, making people tremble indescribably.
A gentle, hoarse and deep voice came from above his head: "Is that why you want to leave me?"
"Ah? Not..." What's going on
I wanted to get out of Wen Yang's arms to explain, but he hugged me even tighter. He said: "If you agree to a few things, I will let you go."
"What?" I put my chin on his shoulder and asked suspiciously.
I suddenly realized that it seems that Wen Yang won't believe anything I say now. What have I done before to make him so unconfident.
Just like now, Wen Yang regards my obedience as a calculation to make him lower his guard, thinks that what I do is for some other purpose, and doesn't think that I really like him.
He took a slow breath and said, "Accompany me on vacation."
"Okay." We had this plan before, and we were looking forward to it for a long time, but later...
"Write me a love poem."
"it is good."
"Don't hate me."
"Okay." How could you hate
"do not leave me."
I still said: "Okay."
Wen Yang pushed me away, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "You really didn't tell the truth. The most ridiculous thing is that I know it's a lie, but I'm actually happy."
I stayed silent for a while, looked into Wen Yang's eyes, and said softly, "Wen Yang, do you really think that if someone else did something like this to me, I would have the same reaction?"
I looked at him and said seriously: "In your heart, am I a person who can be manipulated and will not resist? Is that how you really see me?"
"What do you mean?" Wen Yang stared at me, without much expression on his face, but his dark eyes were as bright as candles.
My heart couldn't help beating violently, I gritted my teeth, and said, "You are so smart, can you really not guess at all? Because you are Wen Yang, I don't care about your treatment of me... How could it be possible for someone else? ..." My voice gradually lowered, and it was inexplicably embarrassing to say such a thing.
I lowered my eyes, and the heat spread from my face to my ears. It was so straightforward, he should understand.
But I waited for a long time, but Wen Yang didn't respond. My heart skipped a beat, and I suddenly remembered the scene where I failed to confess in my previous life.
No way…
I raised my head in a panic, Wen Yang's expression remained indifferent, his pupils were pitch black, making it impossible to see too many emotions.
I panicked more and more, and called out, "Wen Yang?"
"Huh?" Wen Yang turned his face slowly as if recovering, and said solemnly, "Eat well." After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out.
I eat well... I can't spit out a mouthful of old blood.
Is this really the process
I just confessed, right? Why didn't Wen Yang respond at all, and his heart was still hanging in the air, without a solution.
Failed again? But the key is where is the problem
Just heard a "bang".
I looked up, and Wen Yang bumped into the glass door, I stared at him dumbfounded: "What... what's wrong?"
Wen Yang covered his head, looking a little annoyed, he held back for a long time and said, "It's okay." As soon as he finished speaking, he opened the door and went out.
I stood there in a daze for a while, then suddenly opened my eyes wide, then slowly raised the corners of my mouth, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud, this is really—
After laughing for a while, his eyes suddenly became sore.
In the previous life, she couldn't find love after asking for it, but it was delivered to her eyes like this.
When I woke up again, I thought I was very lucky. After all, not everyone can have such a chance to start again. I was proud of my life, and it went smoothly for a while, and because of Qin Fu, I almost died in the United States. I thought that the so-called Fortunately, it's just an illusion. No matter what I do, I can't escape the arrangement of fate.
Looking at it now, it turns out that all my sufferings are for harvesting the joy of this moment.
Or maybe, if I was smarter and could avoid Qin Fu's framing, if I had enough courage and confessed earlier, Wen Yang and I might not have to go through such a big circle, but the road is made by ourselves, life It is impossible for everything to be perfect, as long as I am with Wen Yang, I am still lucky, even if it will consume all my luck.
While feeling sad, the door was pushed open again, and Wen Yang appeared at the door.
I hurriedly waved my hands to wipe away the tears from the corners of my eyes, and smiled at him with a disguised smile.
Wen Yang froze for a moment, a look of helplessness seemed to flash in his pupils, and then he regained his usual calmness and sharpness. He stared at me for a moment: "Do you regret it?"
I shook my head hurriedly, fearing that something might happen again, I walked up to him from the kitchen counter, held his hand, met the gentle black jade-like eyes, my breathing suddenly became sluggish, I promised my mouth, and suddenly changed my words: " Wen Yang, we will always be together, right?"
Wen Yang's expression remained indifferent, but there was something soft in his eyes, staring deeply into my eyes, he slowly raised his hand, rubbing the corner of my eyes with his thumb, "I should be gentler to you .” He leaned forward and put his arms around me, “I don’t want to make you cry at all except at night.”
... I thought he would say some gentle love words, but I didn't expect... But I am still very happy, what should I do
I surround Wen Yang, and the temperature that belongs to Wen Yang comes from my body. As long as I can be with Wen Yang, I will definitely try my best to control my emotions, not to get angry or quarrel with him, and I will keep the "evil god" in my heart forever. won't let it out.
I will never back down again, even if one day Wen Yang remembers everything from my previous life like me, I will control my desires, not go crazy because of losing him, and not hurt him again by repeating the same mistakes.
...
In the evening, when I came out of the shower, Wen Yang sat on the bed, put down the book in his hand, and called me, "Come here."
My hands and feet were a little stiff. Thinking of last night, I suddenly felt a little scared.
I like the feeling of having skin-to-skin contact with Wen Yang, his embrace is very warm, being beside him, the whole body seems to be wrapped in the smell of green grass and sunlight, but Wen Yang is really a bit fierce in bed, it’s not that I’m cowardly, today I’m Walking is like stepping on cotton, and I feel like I can't recover all the time.
Wen Yang said with a smile: "Come here, can I still eat you? I don't know how to kill chickens and take eggs. I know how to ensure the sustainability of my own interests."
I was relieved when I got the guarantee, and I didn't care about his fallacies. He was no longer the gentle and gentle man who could be silenced by me before, and he was full of businessman's shrewdness.
I went over as I said, but as soon as I got close, Wen Yang hugged me and pushed me down on the bed.
I was shocked: "You lied to me, Wen Yang can't do it, really can't do it."
Wen Yang bit my earlobe lightly, "It's just a hug, I didn't say what I want?" He smiled gently, and said in a low voice, "I'll take you to see a Chinese medicine doctor in two days, wait for your recovery Slowly take care of your body, then it doesn’t matter what I think.”
My face turned hot, I don't understand why Wen Yang can say such things in a serious tone every time, they are all men, so sometimes it always seems that I am not a man, could it be the reason below
Does it feel better on the top? Do you want to do this kind of thing to Wen Yang? Why did I never think about it before, I just thought about how to make him fall in love with me, I should also want to overwhelm him, or—
Wen Yang kissed my lips, smiled lightly and said, "What are you thinking?"
"No-no." I was inexplicably guilty.
Wen Yang didn't let go of me, but pressed me on the bed and kissed me softly. I didn't block it, and it didn't feel right to cater to me. Now I feel like Wen Yang's favorite toy, being held and turned over and over in his hands Play slowly.
I was a little overwhelmed by Wen Yang's irritating kiss, and finally couldn't help but stretch out my hand to push him, but Wen Yang took advantage of the situation and grabbed him, and he pressed his fingers to the side.
If this goes on like this, it really won't be out of control. I raised my hand to push him again, and he grabbed my hand and kissed it on his lips. He said in a hoarse voice, "Hey—"
The next moment, Wen Yang suddenly stopped, "Did you take off your watch just now when you took a shower?"
"Ah?" I was dazed by Wen Yang's kiss, and when I heard the voice, I unconsciously retracted my arms, squinting my eyes a little confused, "Anyway, it's waterproof, I'm used to it."
"What's your habit?" Wen Yang frowned Yinglang, and turned to pick the watch on my wrist.
My heart skipped a beat, I withdrew my arm abruptly, and said nonchalantly, "Don't make trouble, what are you doing with a watch all the time? I'm used to it, and it's convenient to check the time in the morning."
Wen Yang didn't back down this time, and pulled back my arm forcefully.
I was horrified and exclaimed, "Wen Yang, what are you doing?"
"A watch, why are you so flustered, what can't you take off?"
"no-"
In the next second, Wen Yang took off the watch.
My heart tightened, and then I saw Wen Yang's face slowly becoming gloomy, his eyes were frighteningly black, he was holding my wrist tightly, his eye sockets were as red as blood.
"Wen Yang?" My hands and feet were already stiff, and I didn't know how to respond for a while.
Wen Yang's thumb stroked the scar on my wrist, and I even felt the tremor coming from him. It took a long time before Wen Yang spoke, and his dry voice could be heard trying to restrain himself: "What's going on?"