Chapter Ninety-Four: Wait for Me to Think About It
An Tong was stared at tightly by Yin Hang, and his slowly pressed body blocked the white woven lamp hanging on the ceiling, making the surroundings dark.
In An Tong's eyes, his whole world seemed to be only Yin Hang.
She felt a little scared for a while, her body tensed slightly, and her left hand pinched the corner of the sheet like a knot, but when her little nose smelled the hormonal breath emitted by Yin Hang and completely wrapped herself, she also began to get emotional.
In the end, An Tong gently put her right hand, which was originally blocking her chest, to the side, allowing her already tense body to slowly relax, and then she turned her head sideways with a flushed face, and urged in a very small voice, with a little complaint: "Then why don't you hurry up...... Come on my good color. ”
Yin Hang looked at An Tong's appearance of Ren Jun picking, and after taking several deep breaths, he slowly shook his head, adjusted his tone again, and said in a low voice: "An Tong, your current body has not recovered, you are still in the recovery period, you will ...... doing this kind of thing"
An Tong still turned his face sideways, gently teased the back of Yin Hang's hand with his nails, and said with some hesitation: "It's just once...... It doesn't matter. ”
"But what if we do take that step, and then we can't control it completely?" Yin Hang put the fulcrum on his left arm, then gently grabbed An Tong's little hand, and whispered after interlocking his fingers: "At that time, it may be difficult for me to keep my sanity, and I just want to blindly ask you. ”
"I came to you because I couldn't worry about you, and I wanted to stay by your side and take care of you."
"Maybe I'm making a fuss...... But I'm definitely not here to bully you. ”
When Yin Hang said this, he said in a comforting tone: "Moreover, I still have to discuss the matter of the Dao Yuan class with you." ”
"I'm going to help you go back to school tomorrow and carry your luggage."
"So, An Tong...... It's not that I hate the way you look. ”
"I want to be sexually sexually with you, non-stop, sexually sexually during the day, sexually at night, sexually sexually in bed, sexually on the sofa, erotic in your house, erotic in my house, trying all kinds of postures...... I'll be with you forever. ”
"But ......"
Yin Hang's words stopped, and his expression became a little depressed.
Because of the latter words, he didn't know what to say.
After Yin Hang crossed, his biggest reliance was that he had a certain foreknowledge of the original plot.
But as he began to understand the world in depth, he suddenly realized that from the perspective of the protagonist of the original book, and from the perspective of a passer-by himself, what he saw was not the same world at all.
What's more, the macro plot he knows is only a short year.
What about a year from now?
Yin Hang is full of confusion about his future, not to mention the future of the two.
Of course he loves An Tong very much, and she is his only concern in this world.
But he is not the protagonist, the only thing that is because he is a traverser, and the inheritance characteristics he has, it is still dangerous to cultivate.
If you want An Tong now, you will have An Tong completely...... Can you really take care of her for the rest of your life?
An Tong's talent is very high, and she is still the most beautiful girl he has ever seen in his life.
If you are still very weak in the future, do you still need An Tong to protect yourself?
What's more, in less than a month, An Tong is likely to go to the front line of the border, if she is not qualified to accompany her, then who will walk with her and take care of her at the border?
It must be a very good boy who can be worthy of An Tong, right?
Speaking of which, Yin Hang still can't understand why such a good girl as An Tong likes herself with low appearance, poor talent, poor study, high myopia, poor in her pocket, and no humor, she can't even speak normally, and she makes her cry every day.
After being with An Tong, in order to be able to stand in front of An Tong and protect her in this world of spiritual recovery, he gritted his teeth and tried a lot of things.
But what I actually did was almost nothing.
Probably for some people, it is common for couples to do this kind of thing...... But for Yin Hang, if he can't be responsible for An Tong's future, he doesn't want to hurt her in this way.
"It's nice to say, I want to talk to me in all kinds of colors, and I'm still in the living room and kitchen or something......" An Tong pouted and turned around, and after lying on his side with a pillow, he muttered a little unhappily: "Then you can at least touch me......"
Yin Hang looked at her angry appearance, slowly lay on her side, and then put his hand on the slightly concave curve of her waist.
An Tong's body trembled slightly, but he didn't mean to refuse, but leaned back a little against his body, hiding in Yin Hang's arms as if to keep warm.
And Yin Hang felt the soft body in his arms getting hotter and hotter, and after hesitating for a long time, he asked in a low voice: "An Tong, your belly ...... Does it still hurt? ”
After An Tong heard it, he let out a confused nasal voice, but after understanding what Yin Hang meant, his body temperature rose a few points.
Then she gently hooked the corner of her vest with her slender fingers, carefully lifted it up at the abdomen, and then scolded coquettishly: "Of course it hurts...... It's all angry with you! ”
"You're going to help me rub it well......"
Yin Hang hummed comfortingly, but when he caressed his hand on An Tong's abdomen, the smooth and soft texture from the palm of his hand made him stiff, but when he wanted to withdraw his hand in a panic, he was grabbed tightly by An Tong.
"An Tong ......"
She could clearly feel Yin Hang's heartbeat speeding up because of herself, and then grabbed Yin Hang's hand and said in a vague tone: "It's still ...... It still hurts. ”
But after seeing that Yin Hang didn't move for a long time, An Tong said with a little resentment: "Rub it...... Do you want me to beg you? ”
Yin Hang followed An Tong's little hand to guide her, gently rubbing her lower abdomen, which was completely different from the feeling of rubbing through clothes on the high-speed train, and now his hand caressed An Tong's hot, smooth and tender skin, making him almost forget his breathing.
And An Tong sweated a lot because of Yin Hang's light rubbing, her abdomen was a little sensitive, and the skin with beads of sweat was also visibly reddened to the naked eye, and after her thighs were slightly clamped, her body shrank into Yin Hang's arms like a kitten.
"Didn't you say you wanted to discuss something with me?" After rubbing it like this for a long time, An Tong snuggled up in Yin Hang's arms panting and said.
"Uh......" Yin Hang was stunned when he heard it, and suddenly said with some embarrassment: "Wait until I think about it......"