Xie Wanwan said this with her eyes closed.
Her eyelashes are very long, and Tang Yuanchu's distance is just close enough to catch a slight change.
As she urged him, her eyelashes blinked faster.
For some reason, Tang Yuanchu could feel her nervousness even if she didn't open her eyes. This kind of tension is what he likes. Men probably have some unspeakable psychology. Even though Tang Yuanchu understood her past and convinced himself to accept those imperfections early on, he was still afraid.
Afraid that she is not afraid, afraid that he will be nervous in front of her.
Afraid that she will be dissatisfied, afraid of all kinds of unsatisfactory.
"Hoo!"
He inhales.
Did not speak.
At this time, any language is superfluous.
As a newcomer, he looked at her with blurred and nervous eyes, and his body was stretched like a stone. She hesitated to speak. The slightly parted lips and the tightly closed eyes form an extreme beauty of contrast...
Tang Yuanchu was a little excited.
My brain seemed to have light flowing away and electricity flickering.
Sliding into the spine, the body suddenly froze.
"It's over~"
He grunted.
A small note ended the embarrassing battle.
Just as there was no preparation in advance, the ending also ended hastily.
The scene was chaotic and embarrassing.
"I can..." He stared at Xie Wanwan's slowly opening eyes, trying to say something to explain, but his throat was hoarse, "I'm sorry, I can do it again."
Xie Wanwan didn't speak.
Just lay there and watch him.
The long hair covered the pillow, like a black forge, smooth and soft.
Simple bed, delicate and charming her.
All this quickly flashed through Tang Yuanchu's mind like a movie shot.
He doesn't know how he did it.
How can it be over in less than three seconds.
I don't know why I said such stupid things.
I don't even know how to face Xie Wanwan's clear eyes now—
"I..." He moistened his lips and wanted to speak, but Xie Wanwan interrupted him, "Shouldn't you clean it up for me at this time?"
At the beginning of the Tang and Yuan Dynasties, it was like waking up from a dream.
"Oh."
"Oh."
"..."
at a loss.
In a hurry.
He was like a young boy who was found drawing a map on the bed for the first time, embarrassed and embarrassed. He hurriedly picked her up, walked a few steps before realizing it, and asked her, "Is there hot water in the bathroom?"
Xie Wanwan shook her head, "I don't know."
Tang Yuanchu thought about it and brought her back, "Lie down, I'll go and have a look."
He didn't know how long the quilt was, so he didn't dare to use it, so he took her coat and covered her, fearing that she would freeze.
But when he turned around, Xie Wanwan grabbed him again.
Tang Yuanchu hesitated to turn around.
Her hand, starting from his wrist, slowly climbed up...
Grabbing his arm suddenly, pulled him over, as if wanting to whisper to him, leaned close to his ear, and whispered: "You can, try again. Huh?"
Tang Yuanchu: "..."
A hand slowly stroked from his neck to his Adam's apple, and slowly wrapped around the back of his neck as softly as a snake, holding him gently.
Two people are very close, very close.
The breathing intertwined, and the hairs stood on end.
Tang Yuanchu's body trembled, like a firecracker that had been ignited and re-ignited, staring at her eyes, and suddenly burst out—hugging her, holding her tightly, readjusting his position, and officially entering the state.
"You..."
Xie Wanwan sighed in his eagerness.
"… What's wrong?"
"very good."
"That's not what you want to say... You want to say that I can't do it, I don't understand anything..."
"It's good not knowing."
Xie Wanwan said softly, her eyes were open.
She looked at him drunkenly, seeing this man who was panting ignorantly and pleasing her with enthusiasm, felt his intensity, and had an unprecedented anticipation.
he's good.
Not long, but just enough.
Xie Wanwan couldn't tell what kind of mental state that was. Maybe it was the effect of alcohol that burned her brain and numb her nerves. It was not pleasure, but a psychological feeling that was better than pleasure.
It turned out that she could be a complete woman.
Give yourself completely to a man.
No boredom, no discomfort, no resistance, no struggle...
For more than twenty years, a certain point that has been missing has been filled and she has become complete.
…
The two did not have much conversation.
Afterwards, Tang Yuanchu went to the bathroom.
There is hot water.
He carefully carried her to clean up.
Process didn't say a word, just kept looking at her, observing her reaction.
The sweat on his forehead was not dry, but he was nervous, afraid that he might not be doing well enough.
Xie Wanwan half-closed her eyes lazily, like a powerless doll, at his mercy, without commenting on his performance, like... just now it was just an illusion, and she was as cold as ever.
Tang Yuanchu's anxiety reached its peak when he put her back under the quilt.
"Sorry, I'm inexperienced. It'll be better next time."
He has a serious face, a little youthful immaturity, and courage.
It takes courage to say this, right
He seemed to have failed to complete a certain task, with guilt and expectations.
Waiting for her to say something.
Xie Wanwan looked at him, this young young man could see through his heart with a single glance.
"You go," she said.
Tang Yuanchu was stunned as if struck by lightning.
"...Is it because I didn't do it well enough?" He asked, his hands slowly fell on her cheeks, and stroked her hair, with a small gesture, with a little coaxing softness, "It won't be like this next time, I promise. Really, you trust me... Or, try again?"
"No." Xie Wanwan closed her eyes, "I'm sober."
"Ok?"
"Tried it. That's enough."
"Thank you Wanwan—"
Tang Yuanchu couldn't help gritting his teeth again, "You can't do this!"
"I can." Xie Wanwan seemed to be patient to the extreme. When she opened her eyes again, her beautiful eyes became sharp and cold, and she looked at Tang Yuanchu with no emotion at all. "Do you have to force me to say something even worse?"
At the beginning of Tang Yuanchu, his throat was slightly choked, and his cheeks were as red as blood.
He knew what she was going to say.
For a man, nothing hurts his self-esteem more than this.
He knew that he should get dressed immediately, leave in disgrace, and never appear in front of her again. But he couldn't walk, his feet seemed to have taken root, and he couldn't walk.
"What do you want to say?"
He asked with a sob, using all his strength.
If you want to hurt, you might as well hurt more.
Let her say it herself.
He thought, maybe in that way, he could leave decisively.
Xie Wanwan looked at him.
See through him.
A man whose eyes betray his heart. The embarrassment he was trying to hide, all fell into Xie Wanwan's eyes. He especially needed to be comforted, and Xie Wanwan knew it all too well.
She was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.
"Tried a lot of men, you are the worst."
Tang Yuanchu's heart twitched so hard that he couldn't speak a word.
"There will be no next time." Xie Wanwan was very indifferent, "Women inherently like strong and mighty men, just like the reason why females choose males in nature. This is especially true for women like me. Look at you , so clumsy... Heh, I don't even know how to describe it. Find a few more women to practice in the future, don't regret that you have a good skin and good equipment for nothing, and you won't be able to use it."
"Thank you Wanwan."
Tang Yuanchu gritted his teeth.
"You're too much, you know that?"
Xie Wanwan raised her head, "I know, that's how I am."
Tang Yuanchu: "Are you sure that no matter what you do, I will never leave you? You think you say that, I will still come to you like a pug, begging for mercy, right?"