Because of the struggle, her temple hair slowly began to scatter, and a black strand brushed against her forehead, blocking the bright and long eyelashes. Then, it began to spread, and bit by bit penetrated into his mouth that was close to her face.
He gently spit out the hair and stuck it to her face with a sticky texture. The black and white formed such a sharp contrast. He laughed and pushed some of her messy hair away with his hands, not wanting to do that at all. The lively and charming expression was covered.
His hands were already on her eyelids. She closed her eyes slightly, and her body trembled.
Don't make her afraid, I hope she will be happy too.
This was the first time he thought about this important issue, so despite his fierce temper, he patiently held her in his arms and whispered softly in her ear: "Girl, don't be afraid, I'll take care of you." You... will be fine... you will definitely like..."
After he relaxed his hug slightly, she regained her breath and suddenly raised her voice: "Qin Shangcheng!"
"Well, girl..." His body was completely close to hers, and the source of desire in his body was so strong that it almost pressed her body against the wall, imprisoning her.
The posture of the two of them was too ambiguous. Hua Rong's face was red, and his whole body was surrounded by that terrible aura. The room suddenly turned into summer, which was so hot that people's souls would melt.
Too dangerous.
He panted heavily, and she was so hot that a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead.
Maybe it was because the sticky and wet hair tips had cooled down and stuck to her neck. She suddenly woke up with a chill. She put her hands on his chest desperately, trying to distance him a little, especially from that terrible desire.
However, how can the gap in natural strength be separated
As long as he doesn't let go, he can't even think about struggling.
Incomparable anger, anger at being forced by others. Even anger at my academic skills, anger at being powerless as a woman. Why was it that after so many years of hard work, I was still powerless and unable to protect myself when faced with such a situation
Could it be that I could not resist such a terrible situation for the rest of my life
King Qin was pressed against his chest by that soft hand, and there was a slight distance between the two. He hated this distance, as if a cold wind was blowing in immediately.
I don't like this. It's better for the two of them to be in harmony. It should be like this a long time ago, isn't it? This is my wife, my wife!
It was still the softness and sweetness in his memory. As soon as he touched it, he almost lost his mind. He gasped heavily and forced his tongue to push away her clenched teeth. Finally, his tongue went in, firmly sucking her sliding softness, and greedily grabbed it. A profound sweetness almost forgotten.
Too sweet taste.
He grabbed her tightly and never let go. Her face slowly turned red, she couldn't breathe, and her body was shaking.
His hand gently touched the beautiful softness that he had longed for for a long time. Even though she was separated by heavy clothes, he let go amidst her desperate struggle and almost couldn't breathe. His voice was hoarse and almost unintelligible: "Girl, give it to me." Me, come with me... I can't stand it anymore... I suffer every night... I miss you every night... I want you... "
She closed her eyes and suddenly burst into tears.
His lips left hers, and he still moved very gently, touching her warm face: "Girl, don't be afraid, I will treat you well, and I will never let you get hurt again..."
Then, he circled her with one hand and moved the other hand down her neck. He was originally an impatient person and had never been so patient and gentle in his life. However, at this moment, his hand stayed there willingly and softly. And on her fair neck, she gently touched the faint scar and sighed with pity: "Girl, no one will dare to hurt you again. I will treat you well every day for the rest of my life..."
He gently pressed his hand on the wound and caressed it for a long time, as if to melt and dissipate the faint scar. After a while, he went down and gently untied her clothes. The outer robe had been torn open, and under the tight night clothes, his He reached for the first button, unbuttoned it, and then went down...
She spoke slowly, her voice so calm, as if she was chatting: "King Qin, you shouldn't have found any Ganoderma lucidum for me, let alone save my life..."
He was stunned for a moment, and his hand stopped on the second button, motionless.
She put her hand on his chest. He felt the strength in her hand, the strength of her eagerness to get rid of him. At this moment, he immediately took half a step back. The desire he couldn't get, and his body burning with pain, almost went crazy. Normally, he didn't dare to act rashly anymore, he just looked at her blankly.
I know the girl's temper best. If she doesn't like it, forcing her again will cause great harm and may even kill her. With so much harm and a narrow escape from death, even if the love is as hot as fire at this time, she can never do it. Force it even half a cent more.
She was still leaning against the wall, eyes closed, tears streaming down her face.
He felt a pain in his heart. It was an extremely strange feeling. This soft and beautiful body was not only hers, nor the one he loved, but also his own - at least part of his body and soul. Countless despairs On these sad days, I was busy looking for Ganoderma lucidum, saving my body that had been damaged by frost just like saving myself.
A precious life that was saved only after a lot of hardships and thousands of miles.
More precious than your own life.
His embrace no longer held any pressure, the oppressive feeling that trapped him, the burning threat of desire... everything had been lifted, and even the air around him suddenly became lighter.
He wrapped his petite body with his loose fur, stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and smiled: "Girl, I will keep this dress for you, and it will be absolutely perfect. Whatever you tell me to do, I will do it." How to do it."
As soon as she struggled, he immediately let go, but reluctantly, he still placed his hand gently on her waist.
She got out of his arms, walked away, a few steps away from him, buttoned her coat and turned around to leave.
He chased after her and said, "Girl, I will keep the clothes for you."
Only then did she remember the package on the table, and quickly turned around to take it. It was the uniform, and then turned around and left again.
"Girl, it's too dangerous. Give me your clothes."
Her voice was very cold: "No need."
He was startled, like a child who had done something wrong, and said cautiously, "Girl, I will listen to you..."
"No."
"Girl!"
He took another step to catch up and grabbed her hand. When she struggled, he immediately let go.
At this time, Hua Rong had completely understood in his heart why he would stay here unyieldingly - he did not give up, and he never gave up!
Perhaps, deep in his heart, he even thinks that she is his "wife"!
His vows and desires are a little more dangerous as long as you meet him once.
If it wasn't because of his reputation, could it be that Pengju's surname was brought to shame
She bit her lip, feeling extremely angry and slightly sad. So stubborn and paranoid, this man was born to be the devil star in her life.
Her voice was even colder: "King Qin, we don't want to meet again in the future."
He hurriedly said: "Girl, I'm sorry..."
Whether it's "I'm sorry" or "Promise", they can't be counted.
People are often slaves of desire.
It is better to cut off than to guard against it.
Her voice was even more firm: "King Qin, I will never meet you again."
In addition to desire, there is also danger. King Qin is a matter between himself and his wife, what does it have to do with him being a pirate? What obligation does he have to get involved and work for Zhao Deji? And I am not willing to put him in any danger or pay any price because of Zhao Deji. What's more, if I continue to be entangled like this, I'm afraid I won't die forever.
She said calmly: "King Qin, forget your oath, it is completely nonsense."
He was slightly angry: "I take my oath seriously!"
She shook her head: "No! The oath must be made by both parties, not unilaterally. I have never promised you, so you can't bind yourself with your oath..." She said bluntly, "Besides, your oath is very important to me. It’s a huge pressure and injustice.”
"I didn't ask you to abide by any oath!"
Her voice was sharp: "So you don't have to comply!"
"What I want to do has nothing to do with you and you can't control it."
She sneered: "It has nothing to do with me? King Qin, you can't hold on to your unilateral oath and act like I owe you. In fact, wouldn't it be good to find as many women as you like? Isn't your former woman Still less? Eighty if not a hundred. What does your oath mean now?"
"I like you, and I will never find another woman in my life."
"I am Yue Pengju's wife!"
"I don't care whose wife you are! Even a fool like Yue Pengju is short-lived. When he dies, I will marry you again."
She almost jumped up and slapped him hard. Why did Pengju want to die? Why curse him like this? Look, after telling the truth, he actually still has such an idea! When Yue Pengju dies, will you marry him again
Why should Pengju die? Why
She was so angry that blue veins appeared on her forehead: "King Qin, even if you don't find a woman for several lifetimes, I will never marry you!"