The once familiar body was blooming in front of his eyes, like a rose that had bloomed alone for a long time, waiting for the long-lost sunshine and rain.
Tang Yu's hand trembled slightly, and stopped at the last button. His mind seemed to be exploding, even though he didn't want to admit it, but he knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely lose control.
At this moment, Lan Xi'er, who was lying on the bed, moaned in a low voice, and stretched out her soft hand to gently hold his hand.
The ice water only temporarily cooled her body down, and Tang Yu's cold hand brought her another cool and refreshing feeling, which made her want more.
So, she held his hand tightly, pulled it down, and pressed it against her hot cheek: "Well, it's so comfortable."
Her red lips opened slightly, and her soft lips caressed Tang Yu's palm inadvertently, making his whole body tense.
"Xi'er...don't do this!" He wanted to withdraw his hand, but Lan Xi'er turned over and pressed his hand between the pillows on his cheeks.
In the next second, Tang Yu heard a crackling sound in his head, which was the last few strands of his sanity that were broken at the same time...
When he came back to his senses, his thin lips had unconsciously pressed against her hot lips, looking for the touch and breath that once made him flustered.
The cold lips brushed between Lan Xi'er's scorching lips and teeth, she couldn't help hugging his shoulders, greedily wanting more coolness from him.
Feeling her initiative and desire, Tang Yu finally couldn't control the emotions he had suppressed for a long time, and turned over and pressed her under him. Without hesitation, the powerful palm undid the last button that hadn't been undone just now, and then tore off the light skirt she was wearing, and threw it on the carpet.
He used to be very familiar with every line on her body. Now, his hands seem to be carrying memories, and they ignite clusters of flames in those places that once made him linger.
Lan Xi'er had a very strange feeling, obviously he brought her a cold touch, but why did it make her body even hotter at the end...
"Xi'er... I want... will you hate me..." Tang Yu murmured softly, and at the same time untied the last barrier between the two of them.
His kiss slowly descended along her sexy and delicate collarbone, and finally came to her nipples, biting wantonly.
"Hmm..." Lan Xi'er only thought that she was in a dream, and instinctively clung to his cold body, and replied in a daze.
She couldn't remember what happened afterwards. All she remembered was a man's voice growling and moaning in her ears in the middle of a haze, and finally turned into a lingering murmur: "Xi'er, shall we start over?"
He was also a playboy who used to linger in love. The moment Jin entered her body, he realized that she had been in for many years and hadn't...
So that year when he saw Alex with a man in the bar, it was definitely not his misreading, nor his wrong thinking. Rather... He doesn't like women at all.
But why did Xi'er humiliate herself like this and marry such a man