The room was too quiet, Gu Ci asked this sentence clearly, but the tone did not seem to be asking, pulling the ambiguous atmosphere to the top.
His eyes never moved. When his eyes were particularly focused, those dark and beautiful pupils seemed to have natural suction, which made people want to keep watching, and then became addicted.
Hear what he said.
The light in the room was directly above the two of them. Yan Luqing never felt that the light was too bright, and suddenly there was a very light dizziness. The heartbeat sounded so loud as to ring in my ears, and again and again, the chest cavity of the belt was slightly numb.
The longer she and Gu Ci stared at each other, the more obvious the dizziness, which was mixed with the fierce heartbeat, and the stimulation was extremely strong—if it hadn't been fixed in the waist, she would have been unable to sit still.
A lot of things flashed in Yan Luqing's mind. The little yellow jokes Xiao Mahua talked about in her ears every day, the dream that she remembered suddenly... She even began to wonder if she should have watched it in the first place, and it was a preparation in advance.
When Yan Luqing first mentioned the term soft rice, it was to explain to him that he had defended his reputation so early, and he never expected that the topic would unfold like this.
He told her the truth, that his reputation was actually ruined by himself, and he still had to be a real "soft food" title, and wanted to...
"Do your part."
To "repay" her.
… When it comes to this, how can she not understand what duty should be done by someone who eats soft rice!
The word "return" was broken by him!
She is already in a chaotic brain, forgetting that the exciting operation of making a kiss tattoo just now is the root of it.
I just feel that Gu Ci always has this ability to deal with logic—it seems strange in the aftertaste, but when you think about what he said, the logic is extremely smooth and natural, and there is no point to refute it.
Yan Luqing opened her mouth, first made a meaningless "Ah", and then told the truth: "But I'm not eating you too." She pursed her lips, her throat was inexplicably dry, and she cleared her throat before continuing." Eat once by one person, isn't it just the balance?"
Eat his, live with him... Oh, although the house is still hers, Gu Ci bought it for her.
According to the logic of the word of care, then she did the same behavior as he did before, and they are indeed even.
Gu Ci looked at her and smiled: "That's different."
"Why is it different?"
He said in a gentle voice: "Now all of this is based on our being together. At that time?"
"..."
Not at the time.
At the time, it seemed purely—
Yan Luqing closed his eyes, couldn't help taking a deep breath, adjusted the breathing that was about to be disordered, and whispered:
"But you haven't recovered well..."
"..."
As soon as he said this, the room fell into a very strange silence.
Three seconds later.
Yan Luqing's position was instantly changed again-she was put on the bed from his lap, without even seeing when he moved.
Then Gu Ci stood up and put one knee on the edge of the bed. He was kneeling and leaning over, with his hands on either side of her.
The big beauty smiled attractively and beautifully, with crooked eyes: "It's not a matter of speaking."
Yan Luqing opened his eyes wide, watching him straight down and kissed him.
The kiss deepened slowly, and Yan Luqing almost closed his eyes unknowingly.
Every time she kissed, she had no time to take care of her time, only that it was a long but joyful process. The magic is that it makes people want to be ashamed and avoid, but they always don't want to end.
This kiss is different.
With great strength, it is inevitable for people to avoid, but every time she feels a little bit of suffocation, she slowly retreats a little, and gently soothes.
Illnesses and slowdowns are the most unstoppable.
At first he held on top of him, and slowly, the distance between the two disappeared, almost as a hug.
Yan Luqing consciously raised his arm around his shoulder and neck, and unconsciously raised his leg slightly when he was sucked to the tip of his tongue, but this action caused both of them to become stiff at the same time.
A kiss was aborted by unexpected circumstances.
Yan Luqing's eyes were a little hazy, she opened her eyes and found that Gu Ci's eyes were not as clear as they were at first, and she thought of the place she touched when she lifted her leg just now.
Gu Ci's dark eyes were dark, staring at her for a few seconds, and suddenly straightened up without warning and expression.
Yan Luqing was completely blank, and was also taken aback.
When he was about to leave, she got up and Yan Luqing grabbed his finger before Gu Ci's knees left the edge of the bed: "What are you going to do?"
Gu Ci looked back. He obviously just finished the shower, the hair on his forehead is still hanging naturally, with a soft dampness, but he still said faintly, "Go take a shower."
"..."
"What are you going to do to take a bath," he smiled playfully, "you don't want me to explain to Patriarch Yan, right?"
"... ... Need not."
After answering, Yan Luqing felt even hotter.
"But you didn't want to..." She bit her lip. She couldn't say anything too bluntly. She also used Gu Ci's words, her voice was as small as a mosquito hum, "Repay?"
Gu Ci turned towards her, his expression seemed casual, but his tone of voice was very serious: "Since it is to pay back the Patriarch, the Patriarch must also think about it."
As if afraid that she would feel embarrassed, Gu Ci comforted her very intimately and said, "It's not the first time."
"..."
no! It's the first time!
Not the first time! ! !
Any other time? Is the bathroom soundproof so good? Or is he silent? Why did she never know
After hearing this, Yan Luqing's heart was beating very fast, but he still grabbed his finger and didn't move.
After a long while, she suffocated a sentence.
"...The owner didn't say that he didn't want to."
The person in front of him was taken aback for a moment, and then the fingers she had grabbed back instantly grabbed her wrist.
Patriarch Yan also couldn't explain his own psychology.
Obviously, I didn't resist it in my heart, but that kind of words... When faced with extremely blatant expressions, they naturally blurted out.
Yan Luqing hadn't imagined this level before, after a few days of cranky thinking.
Sometimes even though I felt ashamed, my mind automatically drove the small train in that direction, and couldn't stop it. When I reacted, the fantasy scene had already appeared.
Tired and crooked on the bed again.
Yan Luqing stretched out her hand to turn off the light. When the darkness struck, her tense nerves relaxed slightly. As soon as she retracted her hand, she was caught by someone and kissed her lips again.
Between the kissing, she heard this person's nice voice reach her ears.
"The Patriarch also thought, why did you refuse in the first place?"
Yan Luqing felt ashamed when he mentioned this, and pushed him with shame: "... Then I shouldn't walk through the process! Doesn't it seem strange to just follow the boat without any obstacles? Novels are not written like that!"
People are always more excited the more one side rejects the other side, but he is better off.
And she refused with her mouth, didn't her body still get up to kiss him? What kind of rejection is this!
Yan Luqing sneered: "Your self-control is really good."
Gu Ci laughed softly when she heard her obviously wrong tone, then put her smile away before she was about to blow her hair, nodded in agreement: "Well, what you said is right."
Then again, she blocked up other words she wanted to say with a kiss.
His self-control is really good.
But at the moment she was grasped by her finger, Gu Ci felt a little bit of helplessness and collapse. Moving forward, when she kissed the edge of the tattoo today, that feeling became more obvious.
That tattoo meant a lot to him, he didn't tell her everything—for example, he remembered that she remembered it for a long time, for example, he wore this tattoo in his last life until he died.
Because I have seen her tears many times, Gu Ci will habitually think of many next steps in her heart every time she does something. This kind of thing that will make her rise for a long time, unless he is noticed, he does not need to disclose it. .
But without knowing those premises, she still did this move.
Haw gave a crooked stop, still grabbing his finger at the end, and then awkwardly, the Patriarch didn't say that he didn't want to.
Gu Ci couldn't help but smile.
The two were kissing, and Yan Luqing clearly felt the change in his mood. At this time, his head was full of question marks: "...What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing." He replied vaguely, "I just feel that I finally have the opportunity to do my part to the Patriarch. I'm really happy."
"..."
After an unknown period of time, the two separated for a few seconds. After a while, she saw Gu Ci reaching for the bedside table next to her and heard the sound of the package being torn apart.
For this kind of thing, Yan Luqing is like a blank piece of paper, and so is Gu Ci, but his blank piece of paper is a blank piece of self-taught genius who can automatically produce many characters.
In the room with only moonlight, this self-taught genius white paper, very, very patiently writes and draws on the real white paper, and constantly guides her.
That was the first time his lips fell elsewhere.
I don't know what it feels, but if I have to describe it, it seems that the soft touch of the petals touches the most sensitive skin and arouses countless delicate reactions.
Somewhere, she seemed to pause when she heard Gu Ci.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing," he said softly with a smile in his voice, "just remembering what you said to me after you were drunk."
Yan Luqing's brain was muddy: "After I got drunk...what did I say?"
As soon as she asked this, she contacted the place where he kissed, she immediately remembered, and then quickly reached out and pulled his hair: "You are not allowed to say it!"
"Okay, don't tell me."
... ...
In the past, Gu Ci had to pull the curtains to sleep, but Yan Luqing was the opposite. She likes to watch the moonlight and stars at night, and she also likes to get up in the morning to bask in the sun. Gu Ci never drew the curtains again.
The moonlight cast into the room, and the two with good eyesight could still see each other clearly, but the shyness of turning on the lights disappeared.
Yan Luqing looked at him, his vision was sometimes clear and sometimes blurred. When it was clear, he followed his thin collarbone, shoulders and neck, down with perfectly proportioned narrow waist and long legs, and up with his stunning eyebrows and eyes. She only felt that the silvery white gentle light shined this person particularly beautifully.
In addition to some noise in the room, there was also his low and gentle voice.
"Does it hurt?"
"... ... good."
"Are you scared?"
"Not afraid."
He was too patient, and the foreshadowing was extremely long, and Yan Luqing's discomfort was minimized.
Being caught by desire is almost drowning.
He took care of her emotions in every movement, and spoke softly in her ears from time to time.
Those words were like the evening breeze in a certain summer, and they were the only coolness in the heat.
Yan Luqing's consciousness gradually became blurred, but she raised her eyes to see Gu Ci, and the corners of his eyes turned crimson at some point. The redness was extremely obvious on him, and his breathing was also fatally sexy.
Faced with the beauty of such a great beauty in lust, she suddenly wanted to say something ridiculous.
Only when I said it, I realized that this is not a gibberish, it is quite pure—
"Beauty, you look so good now."
Hearing that, the big beauty smiled at her upside down, lowered her head and said softly: "You can't see it, you look better."
... ...
Gu Ci kept a hand on Yan Luqing's cheek, rubbing her face from time to time at first to soothe her emotions, then turned down a little bit, as if in love with her hair.
Between his fingers is her long hair, like black silk satin entwined between his bright white fingers, with a conflicting and harmonious beauty. The moonlight outside the window became stronger, and the fingers became loose and tight. Finally, the slender and beautiful hands were tightly twisted with the black silk.
It seems to be inseparable anymore.