Shen Li pushed him, but was pressed even tighter by him.
Just as she was about to lift her leg, his long leg bent slightly and pressed against her knee.
Her whole body was trapped by him in this square inch, and she was forced to raise her head to bear his kiss.
He kissed very urgently and heavily, eager to confirm something.
For all the arrogance she used to have, for all the grievances she suffered.
He was both annoyed and thankful that she was still standing here, in his arms.
Otherwise he doesn't know—
He plundered the breath between Shen Li's chest and lips, and his breathing gradually became short of breath, and finally couldn't help but tugged on his shirt, and opened his lips to try to absorb a little oxygen from him.
Taking advantage of the trend, he confirmed her response little by little, over and over again.
But, not enough, still not enough.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, clasped his palms tightly, and pressed them in his arms.
She put her hand on his chest, bit her lower lip with her white teeth, Qing Lingling's eyes seemed to be covered with mist:
"...Second brother wins when he wants to win, and loses when he wants to lose, doesn't he?"
Her white teeth were deeply embedded in the bright red lips, and the two colors intertwined, stimulating all the senses of the man in front of her.
But none of these were more maddening than her words.
His sanity was in jeopardy, but he felt distressed to the extreme.
"You know very well, how can I win you, Shen Tangtang, how can I win you?"
He has never had a half chance of winning with her.
From a very long time ago, so early, even before he saw her face clearly, so early that he only remembered her thin and slender back.
He guarded the hand-drawing, and finally found her.
How could he be willing, how could he be willing.
Shen Li just looked at him like that, under the palm of her hand, she could still feel his vigorous heartbeat.
The restlessness almost reached the bottom of her heart.
Lu Huaiyu couldn't stand her eyes like this, and the fire in his body surged more and more intensely.
His jaw was tense, he tilted his head closer, and used all his patience to coax in a low voice:
"Hey, don't bite yourself, it hurts. If you are still angry, I will bite you, okay?"
Shen Li paused for a few seconds, and finally raised her hand to hook his neck, her teeth loosened slightly, and kissed him back.
She bit his lips, which was different from his previous eager kiss, and she kissed him slowly.
Lu Huaiyu's palms tightened slightly, subconsciously looking for that touch of sweetness.
But she just pecked and kissed, indifferent.
She backed away when he was about to approach, and stepped forward when he was about to restrain himself.
He couldn't get up or down if he hooked it.
After a while, Lu Huaiyu couldn't take it anymore, and couldn't help but hoarse:
"... Ali, don't torture me like this..."
She rarely responded:
"good."
As she said that, she really stepped back.
The sweet and delicate soft fragrance drifted away, and Lu Huaiyu suddenly felt that something was missing somewhere in his heart.
He suddenly felt that just letting her suffer like this seemed bearable.
Because comparatively speaking, he couldn't stand without her even more.
She gestured to withdraw her arms around his neck, and moved away from the soft body that was close to him.
He hugged her, lowered his head again, and pressed it against her forehead.
"… no… "
As if she had guessed his thoughts, she stopped and asked:
"Um?"
Between them, everything about hugs, kisses, and more... He has always dominated.
For the first time, the status is reversed.
He was losing ground.
The bridge of his tall nose lightly rubbed against the tip of her upturned nose, his lips almost brushed, and his breathing intertwined.
In fact, as long as he moved a little further, he could kiss her.
But he was still trying his best to restrain himself.
He wanted to wait for her to kiss her.
He knew that she must know what he was waiting for.
The air seems to be getting thicker
His waiting became agonizing.
Finally, she raised her face slightly.
Only this time, she didn't touch the corner of his lips, and the soft lips fell on his chin.
She kissed, her soft hands brushed the back of his neck casually, as if she wanted to hug him, but because she was still holding the box, she didn't use half of her strength, her soft fingers rubbed against the hard corners of the box together, lifting him up The indescribable tingling went all the way down the spine.
Lu Huaiyu's whole body was tense, because of the force, her beautiful shoulder blades were slightly raised, and the muscles from the back to the waist outlined a sharp line under the black shirt.
Even the knuckles of the hand holding her waist were slightly white.
He didn't know how much effort it took to restrain himself from maintaining such a posture and not move her at all.
But he didn't move, but she refused.
She nestled in his arms, tilted her head slightly, and kissed his Adam's apple.
A touch of damp heat quickly wrapped around that place, like some kind of temptation, but it was enough to make him willingly fall into the abyss.
He raised his head slightly, and a low, hoarse muffled voice came out of his voice, which sounded particularly sexy and seductive in a quiet room.
The room was brightly lit, but he seemed unable to see anything, only a bright white light remained.
All senses become sensitive and direct, and they are all under her control.
She seemed to find some fun, and lingered around his neck again.
hot.
wet.
Hot and fiery.
It was as if a limp hair had brushed against his chin.
But soon, he forgot the existence of this hair, and only the temperature and breath of her body remained, occupying everything.
He finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head slightly, his chest heaved violently, and let out a long breath.
But my body, my heart, every inch and every place are burning.
He was in the blazing fire, and he had no way to save himself.
Can only rely on her.
He only has her.
After struggling for a long time, he finally lifted up her clothes, leaned close to her, and pressed her tightly.
However, just as the slightly calloused fingertips touched the slippery touch of her waist, he suddenly stopped, with a warning in his voice, which was extremely hoarse:
"… Ali!"
She hooked his neck with one hand, but the other hand had already silently landed on his cold and hard belt buckle.
Hearing his voice, she looked up.
Because of the kiss, her cheeks were dyed a faint crimson color, and her peach eyes were moist, like two small lakes.
The light fell in her eyes, shaking into tiny starbursts, rippling in circles, as if trying to drown him.
she asked:
"Didn't the second brother say that you would lose yourself to me? Could it be - isn't talking counted?"
Lu Huaihe could already feel the warmth of her palm through the cloth.
He was silent for a long time, and finally said hoarsely:
"… Calculate."
As soon as the words fell, there was a slight sound in the quiet room.
click.
She unbuttoned his belt, and her thin white hands were hidden under the black shirt, rubbing against his tough abs.
He was dying of thirst.
However, at this moment, the hand slipped out again.
"So tired."
She doesn't care
"I want to go back."
Lu Huai and the string in his mind broke instantly.
(end of this chapter)