Tang Yu was obviously quite satisfied with this answer. Moreover, at this moment, she was soft and tender, as if she could be saturated with water. She was particularly lovely, like a peach that was about to ripen. A peach that had never been touched by anyone except him; a peach that ripened under the tide of love he gave her.
Tang Yu sucked her lips which were slightly swollen from being kissed impatiently, and was reluctant to move away, just greedily feeling her sweet breath.
"So how far have you guys progressed?" He asked again, his lips not moving away, his voice lingering on her lips. Song Zhixing felt that the breath was like feathers, touching her heart, touching her heart, making her tremble violently. The discomfort between her legs gradually turned into a hot flash. She had long forgotten her modesty, put down her pride and stubbornness, looked at the man in front of her with watery eyes, and told the truth: "It's just... nothing..."
"Do you still like him?"
"… like."
Tang Yu's eyes darkened, his breathing became heavier, and he used more force to tease her as a punishment. Song Zhixing couldn't resist at all, and immediately shook his head, his voice trembling, "I don't like him... I don't like him..."
"Xingxing, have you thought it through? Do you like it or not?" Tang Yu lowered his voice dangerously.
Song Zhixing's eyes were filled with a layer of uncomfortable and happy mist. She didn't know what was wrong with her. Under his teasing, her body had already become unlike herself, so erotic and wanton, making her feel extremely ashamed. She looked at the man who made her like this, and wanted to push him away, but she couldn't do it, either physically or mentally. She panted and whispered softly: "My feelings for him have always been the most ordinary feelings between classmates..."
"Always?"
"Um."
"Never had any other feelings?"
"… No."
Tang Yu looked down at her with deep eyes, "But I remember that our Xingxing wrote a love letter to him? Huh? Didn't she also say that she wanted to grow wings and fly with him?"
Thinking about it now, he still felt that he cared deeply about her. He wondered if one day he would have the opportunity to let this little girl write him a love letter.
Song Zhixing was embarrassed. She didn't even remember the contents of the love letter, but she didn't expect Tang Yu to remember it so clearly.
"That love letter was written as a bet between Chen Cheng and me... It was just a joke."
Tang Yu seemed to be considering the truth of his words. However, at the moment, her body and mind were all controlled by him, and this inexperienced little thing could not make up a lie at all.
"Then, that night..." He couldn't help but think of the messy clothes she was wearing on that night of the heavy rain, and his eyes suddenly darkened, "How dare you wear someone else's shirt and pants?"
Song Zhixing's mind was in a daze. When he said this, her beautiful misty eyes fluttered a few times. She finally remembered and felt wronged.
"That's mine... We just bought it, and all three of us are wearing the same one."
"Three? Which three?"
"Xi Nan, I, and Chen Cheng." Song Zhixing was rarely so well-behaved. She answered whatever he asked and told him everything honestly.
Tang Yu understood. It seemed that she and Xi Nan were not alone that night. He misunderstood her.
"Xingxing, every answer you gave tonight made me feel particularly satisfied, so you deserve a reward."
"What...reward?" Song Zhixing asked curiously.
Tang Yu raised his lips, and his faint smile was indescribably charming, almost making Song Zhixing dazzled. The next moment, he only heard his ambiguous whisper: "How about satisfying your body?"
Of course Song Zhixing understood the hint as soon as he heard it. When he thought of what his sixth uncle and young aunt had just said, and what he had said about it being too early to go to bed, his face turned red.
"Uncle, please don't mess around... Grandfather and the others are still outside..."
"Shh!" Tang Yu pressed his lips against hers, "If you speak louder, we should call Grandpa and the others here."
As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't give her any room to resist and kissed her again.
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Tang Yu really satisfied her, but he didn't want her.
Song Zhixing reached her peak under the teasing of Tang Yu's fingers, which made her feel ashamed. In the end, she didn't even have a trace of strength left, and her whole body was limp. It was Tang Yu who held her hips, lifted her down from the windowsill, and carefully tidied her clothes and skirt.
"Are you feeling better?" Tang Yu held her waist, brushed away the hair on her cheek, and turned her little face to meet his eyes. Her breathing was still very disordered, and she had to support herself to stand. He liked the feeling of being relied on by her like this, so he held her and stood there for a long time without moving. After a long time, he asked again: "Does it hurt?"
It was a little painful at first.
But, in the end, it seemed that the pleasure was much greater. However, Song Zhixing couldn't say this, and could only shake his head embarrassedly. Tang Yu felt relieved and laughed ambiguously, "Xingxing, this is just the appetizer. Later... when the main course starts, it may not be so easy to accept."
Song Zhixing's ears turned red. In fact, tonight, she was already a little embarrassed and uncomfortable. If she really accepted him...
Oh my god! What on earth was she thinking
Song Zhixing shook her head. She felt that she had been completely led astray by Tang Yu.
Tang Yu seemed to see through her thoughts. He chuckled in an incredibly hoarse voice, "You're too tight. In order to avoid accidentally hurting you in the future, I think we should practice more for things like tonight."
“…” Pervert!
Song Zhixing was so dry-mouthed that she didn't dare to answer. She just pushed him away and tried to stand up straight. However, her body was still so limp that she couldn't stand up at all. Tang Yu hugged her again, "Okay, stop struggling. Stand for a while, and we'll go home."
His tone was so gentle, as if he was coaxing a half-grown child. Song Zhixing felt very happy again and stopped making trouble. However, hiding in this dark room, he still couldn't help but worry about someone breaking in.
after a little while…
She had completely recovered, and Tang Yu wanted to lead her out. When they reached the door, Song Zhixing retracted her hand. Tang Yu looked back at her, and she whispered guiltily: "You go out first, I'll come out later."
Tang Yu knew that she was timid and afraid. After all, she was different from him. She was just a child, and her heart was very fragile. He couldn't force her to be mentally prepared to face all the storms so quickly.
but…
What is coming will come one day. It is just a matter of time.