Chapter 117: I Miss You
His breathing, burning and rapid.
Spraying thin on her skin, burning her fair skin instantly hot, white and red, looking tempting and delicious.
Wen Zhiyu's heart moved, and he couldn't hold back for a while, leaned over, opened his mouth and bit her neck lightly, and puffed up a piece of meat.
It didn't hurt, but it was very itchy, so Yu slowly dodged slightly, and pressed softly against his hard chest.
However, to no avail.
With a slight retraction of his arm, he restrained all her resistance, and the kiss spread all the way to the collarbone, biting.
I bit on the bone, and it really hurt a little this time.
Yu slowly muttered and complained aggrievedly: "It hurts, big brother! β
Wen Zhiyu still didn't think so, but after a while, he still let go of his mouth, looked at the tooth marks on it, and the distraction of waiting outside the hotel last night was immediately swept away.
The devil knows how he survived last night.
Although he believed that nothing would happen to her and Tang Ci, but when he thought that the two of them went to the hotel to open a room, his heart was like a stone, and he was almost suffocated!
Wen Zhiyu raised his eyebrows, his eyes were slightly rippling, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a touch of ill-intentioned ruffianism, which was obviously a half-joking tone, but he looked so serious: "I'm going to make you comfortable?" β
It has begun to go up and down.
There was also a suitcase beside her, and Wen Zhi was in the way, so he kicked it away.
The trunk slid some distance and hit the wall, with a sound that was not light or heavy.
Slowly, he was still a little sensible, and when he heard the voice, he inadvertently glanced at the suitcase that was lying on the ground alone, gasped suddenly, and remembered a big event.
slapped Wen Zhiyu's chest vigorously, "Brother Tang Ci is still waiting for me outside!" β
OMG, Tang Ci has been waiting for her outside, she and Wen Zhiyu talked inside, grinding and chirping for a long time, and flirting with her, she simply forgot Tang Ci to the clouds, and she slowly felt a sense of guilt inexplicably.
When Wen Zhiyu heard this, his face turned cloudy, and he stared at her directly, cold and gloomy.
Originally, his face was not very good-looking, so pale that there was no blood, but now his face was even more gloomy, and he looked even more angry, and his sharp eyes seemed to be about to look through people at a glance, which was daunting.
"Do you need me to carry your luggage for you?" Wen Zhiyu straightened up, looked down at her with slightly lowered eyes, squinted, and smiled: "Or, I'll send you back to the hotel directly?" Well? β
Yu slowly knew that he had lost his temper again and became emotional.
She had the intention to tease him, but she didn't dare.
Although she now knows Wen Zhiyu's intentions, and she also knows that she has a place in Wen Zhiyu's heart, she is still a little afraid of him subconsciously and does not dare to make a mistake.
Just as she was thinking about it for these two seconds, Wen Zhiyu walked over, straightened the suitcase, and then pulled the lever and slid it in front of her, and said in a thoughtful manner, "Let's go." β
β.....β
Yu was slowly made to laugh and cry by his angry behavior, angry and annoyed.
How old is he, still so naΓ―ve?
"Okay, let's go." Since he wants to make trouble, then she also cooperates with him.
His eyes were curved like a crescent moon, and he was grinning.
Walking side by side with Wen Zhiyu, he was about to walk to the door, and he didn't plan to stop yet.
The little heart was pounding, and the inner drama was colorful.
Didn't he really want to send her away?
Just said that it was better than singing, and how much I liked her, it was all fake?
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The more Yu thought about it, the more he couldn't hold his breath, and he was hesitating whether to surrender first.
At this time, a great force suddenly came from her arm, and her whole body was dragged and pulled into his arms.
Too caught off guard, Yu slowly exclaimed, but as soon as this exclamation was swirled, it was blocked by his punitive kiss.
When kissing, Wen Zhiyu's hand has never been idle, and he has to touch it wherever he can.
His tongue pried open her teeth, and there was a frantic assault, with a hint of bitter tobacco on the tip of his tongue.
"You're fat, aren't you?"
His lips pressed against hers, his voice calm, a slight gritted teeth, and as he spoke, he patted her little ass lightly, and then let go of her and said, "Stay here." β
After speaking, he opened the door and hurriedly walked out, not forgetting to close the door.
Yu slowly grimaced at the door, but he still couldn't help the corners of his mouth up, thinking about every word and sentence when Wen Zhiyu confessed, it was so unreal, it was just a dream.
The bar chirped a few times, and the tobacco flavor in his mouth was still shouting on his taste buds, and he couldn't disperse for a long time.
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Wen Zhiyu walked out, while smoothing his slightly messy hair with his hand at random, and at a casual glance, he saw Tang Ci standing at the gate of the villa, he was holding his hands in his pockets, hanging his head, and kicking the stones boredly.
As if he had waited impatiently, he frowned and looked up.
When he saw Wen Zhiyu coming out, he was stunned for a second or two, then retracted his gaze, raised his chin slightly and looked at the sky blankly, his tongue was on his cheeks, and he suddenly sneered, slightly sarcastic and self-deprecating, but not much disappointed, as if it was expected.
Wen Zhiyu walked over, and before he could speak, Tang Ci restrained all his emotions, looked at him with a cold face, and said in front of him: "Just let me beg you, be kind to her." β
If you sigh, it is not a disappointment, but it can't stop the invasion of loss.
In the minute and second of waiting, he didn't see Yu slowly coming out, he guessed that it would be such a result, Yu slowly liked Wen Zhiyu so much, as long as Wen Zhiyu casually said a few nice words, she would be shaken, she would be soft-hearted, and then follow him with all her heart.
"You beg me?" Wen Zhiyu felt a little funny, raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically, his tone was gentle, but it also rendered a strong disdain and contempt.
"But next time, if I see her crying again, whether she wants to or not, I will snatch her over." Although Tang Ci is young, his aura is not lost by half a point, and the young man's exclusive frivolity is vividly interpreted, and the peach blossom eyes are full of demonic energy, resolute and arrogant.
Wen Zhiyu didn't care, he didn't take his words at all, shrugged his shoulders meaninglessly, laughed lightly, his thin lips moved slightly and planned to respond, Tang Ci turned to leave, but he would never have thought that a sentence he had never taken to heart Tang Ci really did what he said, but this is all a later story.
Wen Zhiyu frowned and turned back.
Walking into the house, Yu was slowly cleaning, cleaning the cigarette butts on the floor.
Hearing the movement, she raised her head and glanced at him, and asked absentmindedly, "What did you tell Brother Tang Ci?" β
Wen Zhiyu changed his shoes, walked into the living room leisurely, and laughed after being silent for a while, his smile was a little cold, and his tone was strange, and he replied to the question: "Your Tang Ci brother is really affectionate to you." β
After speaking, there were a few "tsks" intentionally or unintentionally.
"Huh?" Yu slowly puzzled.
Wen Zhiyu didn't want to tell her what Tang Ci had said, so he changed his words: "They all came here from Su City." β
He walked up to her, his slender fingers clasped her chin, lifted it slightly, and smiled a little wickedly: "You really have such a great charm?" Let him run after you? β
Yu slowly rolled his eyes at him, "He's here to travel." β
Wen Zhiyu sneered, but didn't say anything more.
This stupid girl, Tang Ci said that she really believed it when she came to travel? It's just that her pig brain can't turn around, but stupidity also has the advantage of being stupid.
Yu slowly swept up all the cigarette butts and emptied them into the trash.
Wen Zhiyu was still in front of her.
"Let's go."
Wen Zhiyu still did not move.
Yu was slowly speechless, and was about to turn past him, as if he was deliberately going against her, Wei An's body moved, blocking her way.
"You ....."
Wen Zhiyu suddenly grabbed her shoulders and hugged her, and the two threw themselves into the soft sofa behind them.
He got up slightly, his knees between her legs, his elbows propped up on the side of her head, one hand gently brushed the broken hair on her forehead, his dark eyes swept over her red lips, and asked in a low voice, "Miss me?" β
"I don't want to."
Yes, yes.
Although the two had only not seen each other for half a day, she had missed him all night.
Even so, she still has a hard mouth.
"Really?" Wen Zhiyu chuckled, didn't poke her, and slowly moved his hand downstream, "Don't want to be here?" β
Yu slowly knew that Wen Zhi's encounter in private was not very serious, but even so, he still couldn't get used to it, and blushed.
It's just that because he was shy, he didn't refute him in time, so he seized the opportunity and drilled when he saw the crack: "It seems that I want to do it very much." β
Yu slowly drooped his eyelashes in a hurry.
Wen Zhiyu didn't give her a chance to be shy, picked up her chin with one hand, and looked at each other.
He pushed her lightly, "It misses you." β
Yu slowly blushed again.
The two of them were very close, nose to nose, lips close at hand, each other's breaths intertwined.
The little girl's thick eyelashes were like a fan, and they swept his cheeks for a while, and his heart was itching.
With a slight movement in his throat, he slowly released her chin, lowered his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and put his lips on it.
"I want to, too."
His low and magnetic voice, deliberately low, whispered and whispered, with this ambiguous and charming atmosphere, is particularly intoxicating and charming.
Yu slowly did not hide, but responded heartwarmingly.
It's just that just when she was intoxicated, Wen Zhiyu suddenly remembered something and let go of her lips.
Yu slowly looked at him in confusion and puzzlement.
Wen Zhiyu turned his head and sniffed the shirt on his body, which was full of smoke.
The brows were instantly twisted into the word "Chuan", and at this time it was extremely disgusting.
"I'll go take a shower first." He got up and unbuttoned his shirt as he spoke, unable to believe that he had spent the night wearing this dress.
Yu was interrupted by him as soon as he felt a little, and he inevitably felt disappointed, but he didn't show it.
But he saw through her mind at a glance, and seemed to smile: "Don't worry, continue after washing." β
If your body is not clean, it is not comfortable to have sex.
Yu glanced at him slowly, and the smell of tobacco still lingered in his mouth.
She sat up and shook the trash can at him, motioning for him to look at the dense cigarette butts inside.
"Doesn't your stomach turn black when you smoke so much?"
"It's lungs."
β.....β
"If you want me not to smoke, it's easy, don't make me angry again." Wen Zhiyu's eyes burned, "I can live a few more years." β
"....." she him off???
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Wen Zhiyu took a bath, so he slowly cleaned the living room carefully, and then went out to throw away the garbage.
What a coincidence, I bumped into Fang Yue again.
Fang Yue was visibly shocked when he saw her again.
Yu slowly replied with an extremely bright smile, and was arrogant: "It belongs to me, I'm afraid that if I give it to you, you won't be able to hold it steadily." β