In each other's eyes, one had a loose smile and cold eyes, and the other was still in shock and couldn't recover.
While staring at each other without words, Jiang Yunan slowly leaned towards her—
Yan Liang hurriedly turned her head away.
Jiang Yunan's kiss missed her lips, and only touched her cheek, but the long night had just begun, he was not in a hurry, he stretched out his hand to straighten her chin with a slight smile: "Do you know the first time I saw you wearing this dress?" When I got a cheongsam, I already wanted to take it off."
Yanliang didn't care to listen to what he said, just focused on pushing his shoulders with both hands, but he didn't move at all, even bit her fingertips, almost frivolous. Yanliang subconsciously shrunk her fingertips, this cute reaction made Jiang Yunan's eyes rippling, and when she was still trying to push him away, she suddenly felt her chest loosen—
He unbuttoned the cheongsam.
Seeing that he was about to start to untie the second one, Yan Liang panicked and warned through gritted teeth: "Try me again!"
Jiang Yunan really stopped moving, but it didn't look like he was afraid. Instead, he smiled even more frighteningly: "I'm just curious, how far I have to go to make you feel moved."
"whatever you… "
The words were silent before the end. The moment the man sealed his lips with a kiss, Yan Liang was stunned. He felt the attack of his lips and teeth, and then he realized that he was in his way. He lost his vigilance after being asked in a few words. He succeeded.
Yanliang wanted to clench her teeth, but his chin was pinched, and he didn't need any strength. He lit a fire on her body with his other hand, behind the ear, collarbone, and chest. His hand reached into her cheongsam and walked around her naked back. Slowly, leisurely, he reached between her legs and teased her deeper.
Under the man's fingertips, Yanliang couldn't stop trembling, and the numbness swayed to the tip of his heart. The wet entanglement in the mouth, the ubiquitous teasing...
Feeling everything he imposed on her, Yanliang's head was buzzing and she was almost dizzy, when he finally stopped kissing her and just sucked her earlobe, she almost forgot that this is a man who made a knife and I was a fish danger.
Something was scratching, and it was extremely itchy.
"What's the fun in being so tense? Let it go and enjoy it."
The man's voice came slowly, like a demon, evoking the dormant desire in the body, clamoring to release it. For the first time, Yanliang looked at this man from such a perspective, such a submissive perspective, it was too easy to make people fall in love.
Yanliang almost drowned.
just almost—
There was a "hiss—" that followed, and the sound of the skirt being torn apart was like an alarm bell ringing at the right time, pulling back Yan Liang's nearly lost consciousness.
Jiang Yunan, who had already loosened his restraint, did not expect that the woman could push him away with all her strength in an instant, and he was forced to open half of his body to the side, Yan Liang had already dodged far away.
With her hair disheveled, she ran away, not having time to adjust her messy breathing.
Everything came to an abrupt end before it even started.
Lost? Fortunately? Jiang Yunan looked at her hurried back, and gave up the idea of catching up.
He sat on the edge of the bed leisurely, "Wait a minute."
Jiang Yunan's voice was almost deliberately calm, as if nothing had happened, even his breathing was steady. Yanliang didn't pay any attention to this, and was almost at the door in a blink of an eye.
Jiang Yunan seemed to sigh, even though he was reluctant to give up, his reason prevailed: "Put your clothes on, and I'll take you home."
Yanliang turned a deaf ear to it, and was almost completely away from this dangerous situation, only then remembered that she was still barefoot.
Looking down, it was true.
After hesitating and hesitating, he could only grit his teeth and go back to the bed to get the shoes in annoyance.
Seeing her busy, Jiang Yunan smiled coldly: "As long as it's not Zhou Cheng, you don't intend to open your heart to other men?"
Yan Liang suddenly froze.
Seeing her reaction like this, Jiang Yunan even laughed out loud this time: "To be honest, I'm quite jealous of him."
There was sarcasm in his smile, but when he listened carefully, he felt bitter.
Due to the fierce struggle just a moment ago, Yan Liang is still out of breath, but all the anger, shame and indignation and wanting to stop before have all disappeared in this man's calm narration, replaced by many complex and difficult emotions flashing through her mind .
There was an agitation in his body that urgently needed to prove something, like a flood of beasts, instantly submerged Yanliang.
When she realized it by herself, she had thrown away her shoes and turned around, kissing him hard.
Jiang Yunan was caught off guard by her savage momentum, and almost stumbled towards the headboard of the bed. He, who was always quick-thinking, had a second reaction, supported the bed with one hand, and wrapped her waist with the other.
The woman straddled his waist, and the successive kisses accompanied by her movements of holding his cheeks made Jiang Yunan fall into a split second.
Yanliang kissed deeper and more lingeringly than he did just now, and the breaths of each other were intertwined, no matter how difficult it is to separate.
Jiang Yunan, who came back to his senses, responded even more fiercely, his hands tightly locked her waist, the rubbing of his lips was so hot that it hurt, Yanliang pulled off his tie nimbly with both hands free.
Ties, suits, vests, and shirts were all thrown to the ground one by one. Yanliang pushed his shoulders and pushed him down on the bed, while she was still straddling his lower abdomen.
The man raised his chin in a haughty arc, wanting to continue this hot kiss, but Yan Liang dodged it, kissed his Adam's apple instead, bit his collarbone, lingered on his strong chest for a moment, buried his head down all the way, trying to break the kiss The mask of man aloof.
Her hand reached under the untied belt, and as soon as desire touched, Jiang Yunan let out a "hiss-" breath, pulled her arm violently, and pressed her back sideways.
"What? Can't take it anymore?" Yan Liang smiled and nodded his nose.
Jiang Yunan has never seen this woman like this before, provocative with extreme obsequiousness, like the alcohol in liqueur chocolate, sweeter, more intoxicating, and pouring it down like a burning knife, spicy to the heart—
He also smiled slightly: "I'm still more used to following my rules."
Saying that there is no need to feel sorry anymore, she yanked the cheongsam at the hem, separated the woman's legs, and enjoyed this long-planned desire to the fullest.
One into the bottom.
The sudden accommodation made Yanliang's breathing stagnate, his instinctively arched body was stretched apart by his occupation again, the remaining cloth was messily covered on Yanliang's body, but all the places that should be covered were exposed, this was nothing compared to a film. The thread is even more unbearable.
Yanliang licked his lower lip thirsty, and grabbed his collar tightly.
However, Jiang Yunan pulled her hand away in a blink of an eye. He put one hand on Yan Liang's bent knee, and the other hand went down her back, holding her buttocks, and moved away at a faster pace according to her emotional wetness. Come.
Yanliang finally couldn't help crying out, and was kissed by him forcefully, leaving only a whimpering sound.
Jiang Yunan held up his blushing face and looked at the remnant gleam of unruly light in those big eyes, "What? I can't take it anymore?"
He gave back what she had said earlier.
Spreading her all out like this, without allowing her to resist, he himself deliberately slowed down his rhythm, grinding against the sore core of her body, clearly a provocation before taking revenge on her.
Yan Liang wanted to take back the initiative in a rage, but before the raised body could touch him, he was pinned down by the shoulders and rolled over his back. Jiang Yunan's hand was still on her shoulder, he withdrew a little and then directly backed it in.
After the sudden emptiness was filled again, the scream that Yanliang blurted out was blocked by him again——
He turned her face, then kissed her.
Yan Liang bit him dissatisfied.
As soon as he was in pain, his movements became ruthless without realizing it, and he was so penny-pinching, a certain nerve in Yanliang's abdomen suddenly tightened and hurt, so painful that she couldn't help but stare at him.
He just laughs.
Before Yan Liang could see his smile clearly, she was hugged by him. His chest was pressed against her back, his shoulders and neck leaning against each other.
His hand pressed her lower abdomen to guide her movements. At this moment, a certain greedy charm grew on this man, as if he wanted to cover the sky with one hand and swallow the world all by himself. until he had admired enough of her struggling between pleasure and pain, Jiang Yunan smiled silently, and leaned closer to kiss her again.
His kiss was still moist and gentle, he still stared at her intently, but his eyes became colder by the minute, and his smile was about to disappear.
The tides that follow will eventually push each other to the extreme together.
This is a battle for the dominance of the bed, no matter whether you win or lose, every inch of your body has been satisfied like never before.
The night is cool, the lights are dim, and the desire is gone.
After only smoking one cigarette, Yanliang already regretted it.
The cigarette butt was extinguished by her in the ashtray, Yan Liang gathered her clothes, got up and got out of bed without saying a word.
"Did you turn your back so quickly?"
A voice came from behind her in the dark.
Yan Liang stood in place barefoot, nailed in place by this understatement.
She hesitated before turning around. Jiang Yunan was still sitting on the head of the bed, with one hand resting on the bedside shelf, and the cigarette held in the other hand was still gleaming.
A moment ago, the back of her neck was still resting on his arm, but now she has no tenderness, like a man who pulled up his pants and left, blindly talking nonsense: "I'll just think you're drunk, and you'll think I'm drunk too. Believe it When I woke up, I forgot everything."
He seemed to be... smiling.
In the darkness, Yanliang saw the flame of the cigarette moving, she took a step back vigilantly, Jiang Yunan had already extinguished the cigarette, got out of bed and came to her.
He is really smiling.
The smile made Yan Liang tremble with fear: "I don't mind doing it again, so that you can forget later."
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