He put it in the palm of my hand, put down the tray on the railing behind him, and smiled at me: "My first love Huaguan is just to let A."

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o Specially prepared yogurt desserts, you can taste and see. ”

"This is? What flowers? ”

I was amazed at the variety of colors that the flower blended like red and white ink.

Just like a Chinese ink painting, on the pink and white petal paper, the red and pink ink color is blended, and the color is into the flower clothes, like mountains entering the screen. White, pink, and red colors that complement each other. The shape of the flower grows like a circle drawn by a compass, and it is amazingly round.

He said, "Flowers? It is a camellia, called five-color red dan, which is a variety of camellia. Flowers can not be eaten, the picture is pleasing to the eye, yogurt can be tasted carefully, and now the taste is the best. ”

I didn't dare touch the flower for fear that the petals would be knocked off by me. I didn't dare to stir it, and I was reluctant to destroy the pure white that crystal carried so quickly.

I carefully scrape it layer by layer with a spoon and put it in my mouth. The entrance is the fragrance of honey that I have never smelled or tasted.

The moment the tip of my tongue held it up, the bud seemed to be awakened and burrowed into my body and memory. I closed my eyes contentedly and let the smell of it be engraved in my heart.

He took out the camellia on my ear from the glass cup I was holding, pinned it behind my ear, held the flower and my hair, looked at me and said, "It's beautiful..."

That night, on the balcony, he surrounded me from behind, and we listened to the waves, the traffic on the road, and the neon lights of the city in the distance.

The sound of the sea and his breathing tickled gently on my heart, and everything was in a trance.

As Tarzan still felt tired, our kiss that night was light and soft. But it's long and drunk.

We were in the big bed in the hotel, letting the joy of our hearts run around. We kissed delicately, hugged sweetly, and fell asleep together.

We stayed in Qingdao for 3 days, and he took me to the hottest golden beach.

I left the campus on the night of the thunderstorm, and I didn't have any extra clothes. But the travel bag he prepared before leaving actually packed all the clothes that the girls were going to wear!

He prepared several sets of red long dresses, gauze, soft, silk fabrics, and even small clothes with skin on the inside... I was a little embarrassed, but he explained that he had been dry cleaned and sterilized, and he could go straight to his body.

On the day I went to Golden Beach, I was dressed in a Bosnian style, but what he didn't change was a dark blue silk shirt. When I got to the beach, he helped me choose a straw hat tied with a circle of sparse flower branches, and put it on my head with a smile.

We were barefoot, shoe lifted, along the shoreline, letting the waves lap on our legs.

The waves roll in and out of the wind, and each time they roll up and fall, they bring a variety of shells ashore.

That day, I picked up beautiful shells of various shapes, lifted the hem of my long skirt, and carried them back to the hotel. In the end, I even packed them all in my luggage back to Luoyang, which was packed in my memory.

For 3 nights, we slept in a kiss every night.

The love of those nights was very pure, and at that time, as long as I could stare into his wise and affectionate eyes, I would be intoxicated with happiness and joy.

The night I said goodbye to Qingdao and returned to the Lihao International Hotel was the last night of the holiday.

That night, perhaps it seemed too difficult to see him in person, but I was so greedy that night that I looked at him expectantly, and I saw him shake his head and laugh at me.

We deliberately turned off the lights in every room of the hotel that night, leaving only the warm yellow spotlight in front of the bed, and in the dim trance-like light, we went from the sweet kiss at the beginning to almost crazy in the end.

Same as the first night.

My heart isn't in my body, it's beating in my brain. I'm lustful. The abyss of hope, desperate for something from him.

The kind of unspeakable burning. The burning sensation germinated from between our lips and teeth, but it was like a spring in summer, quickly moisturizing the body and mind.

I struggled with indescribable longings, unable to find a way. Between touching his lips and teeth, all sanity was lost.

His eyes, his face, his throat.

My eyes were a little blurry, and I was gnawing and sucking in. Suck his throat. Where the knot rolled, gnawed until he snorted.

The feeling of the soul drifting and not touching the ground is a bit painful.

At that moment, hearing that he was wheezing like me, I suddenly began to whimper: "Hua Ming, I, let's do... Right? ”

His misty eyes were stained with water, he shook his head, and suddenly lowered his head again, kissed me fiercely, and threw it away.

He said: "Liu Zijun, why am I willing to bully you so early? I'll wait for the day you leave school and step into society..."

I shook my head under him: "No, Hua Ming, you don't have to feel guilty, I, I... There's a secret that I've wanted to tell you several times, but in the end I still can't say it. I found that I couldn't escape. Even if it makes us all miserable, I have to be honest. After telling you, you might want me right away... Or maybe you won't want me at all, and I wonder which one it is..."

Tears suddenly ran down my cheeks and into my ears.

In fact, at that time, I didn't have much courage to make a final struggle between daring or not.

In a trance, I saw a young soul crouching in the corner of my soul crying and protesting against me.

Hua Ming raised his face, looked at me deeply, and began to kiss my eyebrows.

He paused while kissing: "Zijun, neither of the two 'maybe' will happen." ”

He helped me wipe away the tears from the corners of my eyes and continued: "Liu Zijun, at the top of Mount Tai, I said that in fact, I also have secrets, and they have been with me for many years, but since it is a secret, since we feel that it will make each other painful, why force ourselves to say it and be sad for each other?" You should be: no matter what the secret is, it can't stop us from rejoicing at this moment..."

With that, he kissed my eyes and swallowed my tears, and he kissed me down on the lips again.

Next, the kiss he gave was as passionate as he had ever been...

He, such a dazzling and high-flying Luoyang arrogant son, that Fu Huaming of the Luoyang Fu family, that time, on the last night-

He—he's willing to be humbled enough to kiss my feet and instep...

The moment he kissed my feet, my blood in my whole body quickly turned red, I was shocked and struggled, and asked him not to do this...

But that night he was strong, wrapped in a gentle sugar coating, and I would not refuse.

He was so strong that my voice gradually yielded. soft, to the end of biting the lip in the whimper.

At that moment I held on to not fainting and I straightened my feet. Sharp, the whole soul seems to float out of the body, in the boundless city, floating and sinking.

At that time, my whole person, my whole heart, seemed to be kissed by him that night, tightly imprisoned...

Is love like this?

Then I should respond to him.