The expression on Yan Yixie's face was a bit petrified.
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Jiang Ning pulled the curtains, turned around, and immediately unbuttoned his white shirt.
The action of unbuttoning is not very skilled, but the victory lies in the surprise and excitement.
So the speed can be called three times five times two.
She stood on tiptoe, gearing up to continue to take off his shirt to both sides, because she couldn't stand stably with bare feet, and accidentally threw herself into his bare/naked strong chest.
With such a pulling and pulling, Yan Xie's shirt was torn off a large piece, revealing the white muscles on his shoulders.
There are still some traces of burns on his right shoulder.
It's completely healed now, but there's still a small, insignificant scar that looks like a sharp knife edge.
"Can you bend over?" Jiang Ning grabbed his shoulders, half nostalgic and half distressed in her heart, tiptoed and gently kissed the scar there.
Her light and shallow breath was like a fleeting butterfly, and when she touched Yan Yixie's broad shoulders, it instantly scalded the blood in his whole body.
The tall man standing on the spot suddenly stiffened like a sculpture.
He lowered his eyes slowly, staring at her in disbelief, the question in his heart was like a huge question mark.
Jiang Ning stripped off Yan Yixie's upper body all at once. She threw the white shirt on the carpet, looked up at Yan Yixie, coughed, and asked, "Would you like to help?" Shall I undress, or shall I do it myself?"
"..."
For a moment, Yan Yixie had the feeling that he had gone to the wrong set.
In his expectation, it is possible that Jiang Ning would resist, evade, and would rather die than obey, but why would she react like this
Jiang Ning had to do it himself.
She lowered her head and started to undo the belt of her bathrobe furtively.
Her bathrobe wasn't tied very tightly either, it would be torn apart as soon as she pulled it.
As soon as the belt was untied, half of the white bathrobe slipped off her smooth body.
She felt a little embarrassed, crossed her arms, shrunk her shoulders, and raised her hand to untie her coiled hair. The long black hair fell down like a waterfall in an instant, and fell on her smooth shoulders, which set off her skin like Suet jade is average.
When pinched lightly, it will turn red.
After all, it was the first time to do such an exciting thing, and Jiang Ning's face started to heat up.
She raised her eyes to thank Yan Yi, and was about to say something, but the man frowned, picked up the half-fallen bathrobe and put it back on her.
Jiang Ning: "..."
fuck you.
Since you want to pursue excitement, why not follow through to the end
Yan Yixie felt that something was going wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
His eyes flicked over Jiang Ning's half-covered white collarbone, as if he had been burned, his eyelids twitched involuntarily, and his breathing became a little heavy.
His big hands didn't dare to rest on Jiang Ning's shoulders, he wrapped them around her in a bathrobe, and then let go of them hastily.
He looked away, and a thin layer of anger appeared on Jun's face: "Don't take off your clothes casually!"
"... It was you who said to go to bed to prove it, but why did I want to prove it, but you refused."
As soon as Jiang Ning raised his hand, he took off the bathrobe again.
Yan Yixie: "..."
Jiang Ning was anxious, and suddenly tiptoed to kiss him desperately, her lips gently rolled on the corners of his lips.
Yan Yixie's whole body became more and more stiff.
Jiang Ning looked at him seriously with her eyes, trying to make him look into her heart.
When the lips parted, she whispered softly: "Let's be together, for real."
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These words were like a fuse, completely igniting the volcano that had been suppressed in Yan Yixie's heart for three years.
He waited for her for so long, until all his desires had formed a dark net, wishing he could hide her in a corner where no one could see.
His emotion was backlogged under the iceberg, but it was so hot that he almost suffocated himself.
Why can't he have her now? Why couldn't he do something and trap her by his side forever
He couldn't hear anything in his ears as the torrential rain crackled against the glass windows.
The whole world seemed to have become silent, only the sound of the two people's slightly rapid breathing.
He raised his strong hand, supported the back of Jiang Ning's head, and stared at her, his dark eyes were gradually infected by a dark possessive desire.
Yan Yixie picked up Jiang Ning and put him on the bed.
The soft bed sank deeply due to the weight of two people.
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It would be a lie to say that she wasn't nervous. Jiang Ning felt a little flustered while her throat was itching, but she didn't back down.
"You don't regret it?" Yan Yixie's voice was unbearably hoarse.
He half-kneeled on the bed, pressed down, and almost stared at Jiang Ning, touching the tip of her nose, and the distance between his lips was only half an inch.
The suppressed emotions in his eyes... were full of possession, desire, forbearance, and crazy love wrapped in hatred.
His answer was………………………..
"..."
Yan Xie froze, and then the string of reason finally broke completely.
He leaned down and kissed Jiang Ning's lips fiercely.
Biting lips and teeth, entangled to death.
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Today, it rained heavily in the city, thunder and wind kept beating on the glass windows, and the dark clouds overwhelmed the whole city into darkness.
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The waves in the distance are ups and downs, again and again, without knowing the end and the end.
I don't know how long it has passed, and I can't feel the passage of time at all.
The sky is completely darkened, it may be night.
The storm just stopped.
There was a momentary silence outside the window.
Jiang Ning seemed to be fished out of the water, his whole body was sore and limp, and he didn't want to move a finger.
Physiological tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and before she raised her hand to wipe them away, a kiss was already applied to gently kiss away her tears.
Yan Yixie's dark eyes were faintly red, and he kissed Jiang Ning's earlobe.
He had finally got her.
If it was said that Yan Yixie had never believed that Jiang Ning liked him in the depths of his heart before, then the demons that had been lingering in his heart for three years were finally relieved.
Jiang Ning was too tired to speak, but still rolled into his arms reluctantly, and whispered: "It's uncomfortable, I don't want to come, I'm sore, I want to take a bath."
"Okay." Yan Yixie hugged her tightly, as if holding some treasure.
He lowered his eyes, and the hostility in his eyes seemed to have dissipated a lot, as if he had finally obtained something he had dreamed of. Although he was still not sure, he held on tightly and refused to let go.
In addition to being satisfied, the unstable emotions have also stabilized a lot.
He reached out and brushed away the wet hair from Jiang Ning's ears, and said in a low voice, "I'll take you to take a bath."
Jiang Ningsheng said without love: "I don't even have the strength to raise my arms to hug your neck."
Yan Yixie stroked her cheek: "You don't need to do anything."
He wrapped her in a towel and hugged her horizontally.
He carried her to the bathroom, cleaned it up, and took a shower himself.
The two finally felt refreshed.
Jiang Ning looked at him contentedly, and said, "I don't want to sleep yet."
Yan Yixie put Jiang Ning on the sofa, turned on the projector, and played a random movie.
He was wearing a bathrobe, and he was extremely tall. His drenched short black hair was brushed back, exposing his handsome forehead, and there were still some drops of water dripping down.
Jiang Ning hugged the blanket, curled up on the sofa, staring at him intently.
Yan Yixie finished playing the movie, turned around, and met Jiang Ning's lingering gaze.
In the dim light and shadow, the four eyes met.
At this moment, in a trance, Yan Yixie had the illusion that he had returned to three years ago.
The separation and entanglement of the past few years seems to be pulled away.
"I actually asked someone to find you a year ago." Jiang Ning looked at him and said suddenly.
Jiang Ning planned to say it before, but he didn't know if it would be useful to say it.
And now that the two of them have already cooked the raw rice, Yan Yixie should trust her somewhat.
"But I didn't find it." Jiang Ning hugged her knee and looked at him, feeling aggrieved and resentful.
Yan Yixie never thought that Jiang Ning would take the initiative to find him.
He thought that when she insisted on breaking up, she would never want him again. At that time, she was so decisive that even though he was waiting downstairs in her house, she refused to see him.
But if what Jiang Ning said is true, everything is true.
She forced him to go because of his legs.
She looked for him.
After she broke up with him, she also became seriously ill for a month.
She loves him.
If everything Jiang Ning said is true, it seems that everything can be explained.
More importantly, at this moment, Yan Yixie deceived himself and wanted to believe Jiang Ning's words. Because only in this way can he soften the thorn in his heart a little bit, and it will no longer be so painful.
He stared at Jiang Ning, his throat tightened: "What you said is true..."
"Come here, let's talk slowly." Jiang Ning patted the sofa beside him.
Yan Yixie couldn't bear it anymore, strode over, sat down on the sofa, and pulled Jiang Ning into his arms from behind.
His graceful chin rested on Jiang Ning's shoulder, and his two big hands tightly encircled Jiang Ning's body, as if he was afraid that she would run away.
"And then?" he asked hoarsely.
He also wanted to know more details about Jiang Ning asking someone to find him.
It's like it's bitter in your mouth, eager to get more sugar.