CHAPTER 23
Another mist drifted in, and she stopped thinking, almost forgetting where she was.
The man slowly approached, and Yan Xiaojing only felt that his body was shaking. She began to feel scared, wondering what would happen to her if he caught her. She lowered her head, and suddenly found that Xiao Qi was rubbing intimately around the ankle of the visitor, and she actually made a cheerful call.
The traitor cat, she thought indignantly, swore to feed it only cheap cat food in the futureβif a miracle happened tonight and she survived.
The moment she met the resolute and wild gaze of the other party, Yan Xiaojing couldn't help but shrink her neck, and despite the sunglasses, Yan Xiaojing could still feel the burning heat in his gaze.
Next, the most unexpected thing happened.
From the second he stood in front of him, Yan Xiaojing was suddenly grabbed by a pure, unadulterated desire, and her body began to have a fever for the first time in her life, and hot flashes appeared in her body.
Her passion is blooming for him.
Like a wonderful chemical reaction, pure, primitive, animal instincts. Her brain, she thought, became dull and hollow.
As long as he had it, she wanted it all.
"I thought we'd be the same as last time." He said.
His voice was low, resonating from the depths of his solid chest. There was an accent in his words, but he couldn't make out where he came from.
"Who are you?" She asked softly, exhaling like a blue.
"I'm here for you."
There was another wave of dizziness, and Yan Xiaojing had to hold on to the wall with her hands.
"For me?" Confused gagged her, "Where are you going to take me?" β
Find a bridge and throw her body into the river?
His hand crossed the line between the two, his index finger and thumb between her cheeks and gently pushed to the side.
"Will you kill me with one sword?" She asked vaguely, "Or do you want to torture me slowly?" β
"I won't kill you, I'm going to protect you." He said as he slowly lowered his head.
Yan Xiaojing kept warning herself, don't believe what he says, you can resist. But first, she had to relearn to control her hands and feet.
The problem was that she didn't want to push him away at all. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself.
God, how could his breath be so seductive: fresh, clean sweat, masculine, demagogic musk, and cigar-scented leather.
She felt his lips fall to his neck, and she could hear his breathing clearly, and the rise and fall of his chest, which made a slight noise in the leather coat.
"It's almost time." "It's coming soon," he said softly. β
If he was referring to some kind of activity that two people threw away the barrier and then ~ carried out, she agreed with it 100 percent. Oh my God, that's why people like to use beautiful and poetic words to describe intoxicated love. Yan Xiaojing thought to herself. Needless to say, she longs for his love right now. She only knew one thing now, and that was that if he didn't hurry up and fulfill his wish, she would definitely die. Right now, right now.
Yan Xiaojing stretched out her hand curiously, wanting to touch his body. As soon as her hand left the wall, she lost her balance and lunged forward. He passed the cigarillo to the indifferent lips, and easily hugged and picked her up, all as if it only took a moment. She didn't even bother to pretend to struggle, and slid into his arms.
He picked her up, as if Yan Xiaojing was as light as nothing, and stepped into the room in two big steps and put her on the sofa bed. Seeing his hair sliding down his forehead, Yan Xiaojing couldn't help but raise his hand and stroke the thick and soft black waves, and the palm of his hand immediately touched his face. He looked a little taken aback, but didn't back down.
Oh my God, everything about him exuded the ultimate seduction, the strength in that body, the way it moved, and the smell on its skin was completely different from all the men she had met before. At this moment, her body and mind had never been so clearly in sync.
"Kiss me." She asked decisively.
He was silent, looking hesitant.
So Yan Xiaojing suddenly grabbed the big lapel of the jacket and tried to pull it down, trying to pull his mouth towards herself.
He clasped her wrists with a pair of giant hands and ordered, "Calm down. β
Calm down? She doesn't need to be calm. Calmness had nothing to do with what she was going to do next.
She struggled hard to break free from his grip. After trying to no avail, Yan Xiaojing, who was dissatisfied, could only arch her back high, she closed her legs, and rubbed her legs back and forth.
If...... She only cares about fantasies.
"Oh my God." He muttered to himself.
She smiled at the visitor, sensing a look of longing flashing across his face, and urged, "Hurry up." β
The stranger began to shake his head, as if trying to push the temptation out.
Her lips lifted slightly, and she snorted in disappointment.
"I don't need my shirt." Yan Xiaojing stood up again and greeted her. She was anxious to let him know that there were too many emotions in her body that she needed him to release, "Hurry." β
He removed the cigar from his lips and frowned. His look reminded her that she should be scared, but her body spontaneously urged her to lift her knees and get off the mattress.
She began to imagine......
A series of humming sounds popped out of her mouth again.
At this moment, Xiao Lingyun was stunned.
He's not the stupid vixen who often shows embarrassment.
It's fucking damn good. He cursed in his heart.
This mixed-race ordinary person is definitely the sexiest stunner he's ever seen. I've only encountered this kind of shocking feeling once or twice before.
It's the red smoke of this cigar, it must be. And it affected him too, because he was ready to take her for himself.
He stared at the fine cigar in his hand.
No, there's no logic at all to this damn statement. It's just a fucking sedative, not a banned drug.
The woman in front of her began to hum again, and the agitation of emotions made her body writhe and spread her legs. The uncontrollable aura rushed to his face, catching Xiao Lingyun off guard. God, if he hadn't been sitting on the edge of the bed, he might have fallen to his knees with weak knees.
"What are you waiting for?" She was begging in a low voice.
Xiao Lingyun's blood and qi surged, as if he had just finished a long run and felt exhausted. But his body also changed uncontrollably.
"That's not why I'm coming to you." He still tried in vain to resist temptation.
"I don't care, I don't want to listen to that."
He knew he should say "no". It's not fair to her, and they need to talk about it even more.
Maybe he should leave and come back later.
She arched her waist and pushed hard against the giant hand that was clasping her wrist. He couldn't help but close his eyes again.
It's time for him to go. He really should be ...... now