Chapter Eighty-Seven: Is It Too Late to Return the Goods?
In the end, Xia Yu couldn't help but move first, she flexibly pried open his lips and teeth, and stirred in it, she seemed to be lost, she couldn't find him, and blindly bumped inside.
He Yi'an was made hot by her, and finally seized the sovereignty, clamped her waist with both hands, trapped her in his arms strongly, rubbed her skin through the clothes, and the hot between his fingers was transmitted to her, his breath swept around, and his lips and teeth were against each other.
The kiss became deeper and deeper, as if to suck out the oxygen in her lungs, she slowly responded, He Yi'an kissed deeper.
The movements in his hands became more and more forceful, as if he wanted to rub her into his heart, Xia Yu raised his head forcedly, and the tingling sensation on his waist struck, and the whole person was about to soften.
Her hands were open as if seeking straw, her white and slender ten fingers roamed around his neck, and her solid skin was a new experience, and she couldn't put it down.
Slowly moved down, reaching into his collar, the slight coolness between his fingers touching his warm skin, and both of them couldn't help but shiver.
He Yi'an's eyes were dark, and he hugged her tighter, and the soft touch made him stir up the fire in his heart even more.
But Xia Yu didn't know that she was lighting a fire, immersed in this wonderful journey, and rushing wildly.
I didn't even notice that his breathing was heavy.
He Yi'an always thought that self-control was very good, but it seemed that when he met her, he no longer existed.
His eyes shimmered slightly, suppressing the maddening feeling, the hand on her waist did not move, steady his breathing, and gently pressed against her lips, but Xia Yu hooked the tip of his tongue and licked it lightly, and the urge to suppress it came up again.
But he knew that if he didn't stop, the consequences would be out of control.
He held her head and gently retreated, his breath spraying on the roots of her ears, hot and burning.
"Are you playing with fire?" The hoarse voice tugs at the heartstrings sensually.
Xia Yu was confused, his blurry eyes, the water was shining, and the charm at the end of his eyes was faint, his heart tightened again, and he hugged her tightly in his arms, he planted her.
She hooked his neck, her whole head nestled in his arms and slowly calmed her breath, and she found kissing him addictive.
The feeling of indulging made her unable to extricate herself.
"I'm playing with fire, aren't you?" She raised her eyebrows lightly, her eyes were as bright as stars, inexplicably seductive.
Invisible seduction.
"Ahem......" He Yi'an coughed lightly, his head against the top of her head, and the darkness in his eyes was covered up again. Alright, let's go back quickly. ”
"If you still want to experience the excitement of skipping class, come back next time."
He let go of the hand around her waist and replaced it with the hand that held her.
Xia Yu leaned against the wall, didn't want to leave for a moment, stretched out his legs lazily, hooked him, and slowly spoke: "I don't want to go." ”
The eyes are blurry, the water is thick, rippling, charming and inexplicably sexy.
He Yi'an suddenly remembered another side of her, the side she had been hiding and the most charming side.
If you give her a cigarette at this time, that feeling of all kinds of love should be perfectly interpreted.
Even though she hasn't really opened up yet, the charm in her bones can't be hidden, and the perfect silhouette is gradually transforming.
One can imagine how charming she will be after the transformation.
He Yi'an looked at the slender legs, she was wearing a pair of slacks today, covering her delicacy, he slowly withdrew his eyes, and also stretched out his legs to hook her lightly, with a ruffian smile on the corner of his mouth, "Don't want to go?" Do you want to feed the mosquitoes here? ”
He glanced at a mountain mosquito on her trousers, large, with very long sharp horns, standing there, as if demonstrating.
Xia Yu didn't pay attention for a while, only to find that she jumped up in a hurry, grabbed his neck, and jumped onto his body, in a bear-like posture.
Her face was full of fright, she was most afraid of this big and sharp creature since she was a child, not to mention the mountain mosquitoes that could suck human blood.
Her skin is more sensitive, if she is accidentally bitten, she will grow a large bag, and the bag that cannot reduce the swelling normally, and if it is more serious, it may hang a drip.
"Let's go! Come on! Xia Yu hugged his head and urged him.
He Yi'an laughed unkindly, his eyes full of smiles.
I still want to scare her, but I give up again.
The two walked out of the alley in such a strange way, and when they were about to reach the street, Xia Yu jumped down and played, in front of the public, they still had to pay attention to their image.
After turning a corner, I arrived at the gate of Xia Yu's community.
At this time, those who went to work and those who went to school went to school, the community was very quiet, and Xia Yu took He Yi'an and walked straight upstairs.
He Yi'an has been here once, and he still has an impression of this place, but his mood is different at this time.
Xia Yu opened the door, the things in the house were very messy, she had a bad time yesterday, she didn't bother to take care of this, she didn't clean up.
I wanted to cover it up, but it was too late, He Yi'an had already seen it.
A flash of shame flashed across her face, crashing into his teasing eyes, a surge of heat on her face.
But soon she was relieved, and when she saw it, she saw that there was no chaos in anyone's house.
She roughly packed up a few things, and He Yi'an watched her make these from behind her, leaning against the wall leisurely and raising her eyebrows.
Finally catching a glimpse of the mobile phone on the sofa, he bypassed her, picked up the phone, looked left and right, and found that there were traces of being thrown, and it was exactly what he thought.
He said lightly: "It turns out that you still have violent tendencies?" ”
Xia Yu turned around, looked at it, and glanced at him, "I only know now, it's late." ”
He Yi'an raised his eyebrows lightly, "Is it too late to return the goods?" ”
"Roll ——!" When Xia Yu heard this, he grabbed the pillow on the sofa and threw it at him, He Yi'an dodged flexibly, and the pillow fell to the ground.
Xia Yu was puzzled, suddenly put down the things in his hand, threw himself at him, and suddenly threw him down on the sofa, He Yi'an didn't react yet.
Xia Yu pressed on his body, and he bit his face a few times, not strongly, but his skin was very sensitive, and red marks appeared in an instant.
When she saw it, her heart was happy, her shoulders trembled with laughter, He Yi'an was worried that she would fall, so she held her waist with both hands, and as soon as she was sensitive, the whole person twisted even more.
"......" The fire in He Yi'an's heart surged up again, and his eyes were dark.
"Get down!" The voice suddenly became muffled.
Xia Yu didn't think so, sat on his body and poked his face, soft and soft.
Suddenly, she touched a hard object under her waist, and at first she wondered what it was, she turned around, and the next second she was broken by He Yi'an, got up, and kissed her on the lips.
Her brain buzzed, and she finally realized what it was, and her face was flushed, and even the roots of her ears were stained with powder.