Chapter Thirty-Seven: Life Is Involuntary
Miss Xiang and King's blatant flirtation did not cause any reaction from Queen, who once thought she was cold, but that night she was so passionate that she couldn't stop it.
Miss Xiang saw the afterglow hidden in his eyes, deliberately put her red lips on King's mouth, and hugged him passionately and kissed, and King, who suddenly stared at him, saw Miss Xiang wink at him mischievously, so she immediately understood that she was deliberately helping him test Queen.
Rong Lu saw that the two men and women who were really doing the fake show, he couldn't help but laugh, and looked at the indifferent woman who was buried in the map, but in his heart, he scolded King for being a love idiot. Queen would never be jealous because he was doing something ambiguous with other women, but would automatically stay away. "The Lanke company that released the news has an ulterior motive, Miss Xiang, is the source of the information about He's Bi that you said when you first found us reliable?"
Miss Xiang, who was playing with tongue kisses, pushed King away, and said with a smile: "Of course it is reliable, I have already arranged the person to answer, as long as you get He's Bi, you can leave Lingyun City and go directly to the First Emperor's Underground Palace." ”
King wiped the lip prints from his mouth with his hand, and looked at the female devil in front of him who ate people and didn't spit out bones, and his eyes were full of vigilance - Xiang Yu's descendants, can they be easy to provoke? Just looking at her methods of playing with men, you know that she is a character who is more ruthless than men.
Queen looked up at the two of them and left indifferently, "Be careful." ”
At two o'clock in the morning on July 1, Queen tiptoed open the door and returned to the residence in Lingyun City.
She seemed to be afraid of disturbing Ling Jin, who was already asleep, so she didn't turn on the light after entering the door, but took off her shoes and walked through the living room in the dark to the door of Ling Jin's room.
Suddenly, she felt a chill hit her, and her feet were frozen, so she stood in the aisle in front of the door holding her breath. In the dark, she felt that the white relief solid wood door in front of her was covered with a layer of light blue "air waves", faintly rippling.
It's late at night, and everything is quiet.
Queen could hear Ling Jin's slow breathing through the wall, and suddenly felt her blood flow faster, and she couldn't help but take a long breath to calm her mind.
The vivid memories of being with him came to her heart, making her eyes sad, and those important pasts have warm sweetness, incomprehensible embarrassment, unsolved misunderstandings, created romance, and inexplicable jealousy......
Anyway, these bits and pieces of memories were like flashbacks, disturbing her in this dark night.
She wanted to explain to him why she had hit him with her car that night—a complex and contradictory psychological problem that had haunted her since the moment it happened, and had not erased it until now, but became more and more profound.
In the past month, she flipped through his phone number in the address book countless times, but she didn't dare to call it easily, and even if he called, she didn't dare to answer it inexplicably.
Is it possible to explain the misunderstanding caused after answering the phone?
If so, it's not too much!
But she couldn't say anything.
At the moment when she tapped the accelerator with her toes on her toes due to impulse, she saw him prostrate on the ground under the dazzling high beams, staring at herself in the car with his frightened eyes open.
Those eyes were filled with infinite fear.
Ling Jin, who was asleep, suddenly turned over and woke up.
He felt a faint breath behind the wall, so he held his breath and listened carefully to the movement in the aisle. After two or three minutes, he tiptoed to the door, and quickly pressed himself against the wall, trying to see if anyone outside the door would come in.
At this time, the Queen outside the door had tears in her eyes for some reason, and slowly raised her white hand to twist the ancient copper doorknob, wanting to open the door and enter to see the man she hadn't seen for a month.
But when his hand was still an inch away from the doorknob, it stopped in the air.
At the end of the deep aisle, there is a multicolored glazed window that prevailed in Central Europe, and the irregular multicolored glazed blocks are pieced together to form an abstract "small castle" with a square dome and a square bottom.
It happened to be the first quarter moon today, and the light that exuded a faint melancholy light hit the light-colored wooden floor through the light * blocks of the glass window, and the "tail" of light and shadow sprinkled on Queen's body no more or less, making her curvaceous shadow crookedly reflected on the turning wall, like a slender shadow puppet doing sluggish and mechanical movements.
Suddenly, she withdrew her hand, leaning sideways against the wall next to the doorframe, looking up at an oil painting on the wall. But suddenly, two lines of tears inexplicably slipped down her cheeks.
She clenched her fists tightly, trying to restrain the "pain" in her heart.
And behind the wall she leaned on, Ling Jin leaned against the wall just like her.
A wall apart, a thought difference, let the simple love that they sprouted at the beginning come to an end. Although two men and women who are in love with each other want to embrace each other for the rest of their lives due to their common physical and psychological needs, the estrangement in their hearts at this moment due to the "impact incident" has made the "open door kiss" that should have gone with the flow become grinding and excessive.
In fact, if you don't know the growth and past experience of the two of them, you will definitely think so.
Time passed imperceptibly, and suddenly the two of them miraculously left the wall together and took a step to stand in front of and behind the door.
Even more coincidentally, they actually reached out together and grabbed the doorknob.
But when they wanted to twist the doorknob hard, they both stopped moving and quietly put their hands on the doorknob.
A minute later, two people with fast heartbeats twisted the doorknob at the same time, Queen gently pushed in and stepped in, and King gently pulled in and moved out.
At this moment, the two miraculously stuck together.
Under the moonlight, the two people who looked at each other stared at each other's translucent eyes, and the queen wanted to explain the "stupid thing" she did impulsively that day, but Ling Jin pulled her into the room, closed the door and directly pushed her against the door, bowed her head and kissed her red lips.
Queen frowned, but after a moment, she relaxed, and directly hugged his neck and responded fiercely.
The two were tightly entangled, only to see Ling Jin holding Queen's wrist and holding her hand high against the door, he kept kissing her ear, and when Queen let out a seductive low moan, he continued to slowly move the kiss with fiery emotions downward.
For some reason, Queen was like a docile cat with him, and he didn't move when he fiddled with him.
Ling Jin's lust was high, and she couldn't help but let go of her wrists, wanting to remove her clothes.
The button-up black modified cheongsam made him seem to can't wait, and it only took a few seconds to try to untie it, and he actually tore the thin shirt from the neckline directly with brute force.
"Whew!"
The white and emaciated shoulders were exposed, and Ling Jin directly buried her head in kissing, using the tip of her tender tongue to arouse Queen's most primitive sexual impulse.
As he continued to tear his shirt and keep kissing downward, only a palm-sized rag was left on Queen's body to vaguely cover some parts.
Queen was panting for the constant teasing of his tongue, and she was clinging to the wall and constantly fiddling with his movements.
Ling Jin listened to her bewildered gasp, directly untied the belt of her pajamas, hugged her in his arms, and put her on the bed.
So a few pieces of clothes flew out of the bed, and I listened to the constant *sound of the two of them*.
The two of them under the moonlight, sweat slowly soaked in sweat on their skin. Ling Jin seems to be very good at satisfying women, and actually makes Queen scream from beginning to end.
After an hour or so, I heard Ling Jin ask indifferently, "Why is this so?"
Queen, who was distracted by several degrees*, curled up and asked for him, and when he said this, she couldn't help but open her eyes, and suddenly saw that his sword eyebrows were deep, and his eyes were very spicy.
In an instant, she collapsed stiffly on the bed, wrapped her left hand around his neck, gently stroked the beads of sweat on her forehead with her right hand, and said with a sour nose: "You ask this, do you mean that I am dissatisfied with my desires at this moment? Or do you mean the idea of driving into you that day?"
Ling Jin heard her mention the events of that day, and she suddenly appeared in front of her who was cold behind the flashing lights that day. So he stopped his "moving" body, and slightly bowed his head to take a good look at this woman who was enjoying himself - at this moment, how could her shyness and grievances be the woman in the car who was as cold as a zombie?
Thinking of this, Ling Jin directly pulled out, got out of bed, picked up the pajama cover, and stood on the side of the bed looking at the first quarter moon obscured by a few wisps of blue-black clouds.
Seeing his slightly lonely back in the moonlight, Queen said softly, "It's not over yet." ”
Ling Jin seemed to be completely interested, and said coldly: "Why did you mention the events of that day, you lost all interest." ”
Queen got up and walked barefoot behind Ling Jin, hugged his waist and abdomen, put her head on his back, and whispered, "I'm sorry." ”
When she said this, the tears she had endured for a long time slipped down and slowly flowed down her slender neck.
At the moment when she suddenly hugged herself, Ling Jin's body stiffened, and she looked down at the pair of slender hands on her abdomen like jade carvings in the moonlight, and the complexion that had become red due to lingering passion suddenly faded in color.
After a moment, Ling Jin gently broke her hands that were strangled on her abdomen, and said with a light smile, "Who are you?"
The Queen listened to his smiling question, took a few steps back, and picked up the torn shirt in the doorway, covering it over her body. "I'm the one who saved you. ”
A sneer of "hum" came from Ling Jin's throat, whose voice trembled due to heartache, "You are not from Lingyun City either. ”
Queen took a few steps forward and jumped over Ling Jin's body, sitting on the marble balcony, looking up at the two faces with faint tear stains in the moonlight. "Does this matter?"
Ling Jin lowered her head slightly, looked at the petite and thin woman, her voice suddenly raised, and asked, "Who are you, it doesn't matter?"
The grief in Queen's heart welled up, and with a bitter face, she asked, "Do you think that my identity is more important to you?"