He looked at me, took two deep breaths, and asked, "Is that okay?" ”

I knew what he was asking, and my reason told me that I couldn't answer him, but I just clutched the quilt tightly with my hands, and even my body trembled slightly unconsciously.

Seeing that I didn't answer, he patiently asked, "Can I?" ”

I just looked at him and didn't speak, and blinked unconsciously, maybe this was the answer. He didn't ask me any more and slowly lowered his head.

As he approached I seemed to stop breathing, and my eyes could see the fluff on his face until I couldn't focus until I felt the softness of his lips, and I trembled slightly involuntarily the moment I made contact, but only lightly touched.

I opened my eyes and looked at him in confusion, as if to ask him what was wrong? I saw him remove the hair tie from my hair, rub my head like an old father, and then let my hand rest on his hand so that I could look up and see his eyes, and I just looked at him stupidly during this time. He bowed his head seriously and said to me, "Don't be afraid, I won't do anything else, really." Trust me" I was even more nervous when I heard this, and my heart seemed to jump out of my throat, and I told myself that you were going to run away.

But his burning breath hit me in the face and made me unable to think. He didn't intend to hear my answer, his lips lightly imprinted on my forehead and then my eyes, and the bridge of his nose seemed to give me a chance to repent, until at last it landed on my lips and touched it gently, depicting. He was so gentle and so passionate. His hand went down my arm and gently broke my fingers that were holding the quilt one by one, and put my hand on his shoulder. The only piece of clothing he had left was soaked with sweat. His arms went down my shoulders and passed through my waist, his palms pressed tightly against my back, feeling the burning of his arms, and just like that, he stroked my back and pressed my body tightly against him, and when I touched his chest, it was so hard and contrasted with my softness. I was forced to look up at the heat on his lips and feel the burning of his chest until I lost consciousness. It's getting more and more uncontrollable, and I don't even know when the music stops.

When I was about to suffocate, his lips left slightly and patted his back, and said in a hoarse voice trembling "Good, you have to breathe" Hearing his words, I subconsciously opened my mouth and gasped for breath, his sweat was low on my face, and it flowed down my cheeks to my collarbone, and also hit my heart, I was so thirsty, like being in the desert.

I opened my misty eyes and saw him looking at me hotly, his red lips touching me up and down "No matter how long, wait for me" fingers gently removed the hair from the corners of my mouth, his arms walked up with my body, his palms dragging my neck to bring me closer to him, bowing his head and holding my slightly open lips and taking away my breath, but his arms were holding harder than before, as if trying to melt me into his body.

He took the trouble to trace the shape of his lips over and over again, biting gently until I was completely open and could not stop his exploration. I can clearly know that his toothpaste is mint flavored.

I heard him mumble "I'll be back, you're mine." But it soon disappeared between his lips and teeth, and I could only be forced to accept his enthusiasm, and I didn't have time to make any thoughts, and once again sank into his enthusiasm, and even felt his whole body muscles tremble.

He didn't know when his hand had passed through my clothes, and his lips kissed with the movement of his hand. I was like a boat on the sea lost in his kiss, I didn't know what I wanted, and I didn't seem to want anything, but I was forced to raise my head and accept it, hugging him tightly, tears sliding through the corners of my eyes.

He felt my response more enthusiastically and increased the strength of his hands, and I felt the sweat soak my clothes, but I didn't know if he was still me. I only felt that my body was getting hotter and hotter, and I kept trembling, which also reminded me of the arrival of danger. With his kiss involuntarily hummed.

He shuddered and stopped suddenly. Then look up at me. I looked at him in confusion, as if to ask him why he stopped. Of course, I also saw the eyes full of lust, and from his eyes I saw my flushed cheeks, beads of sweat on the tip of my nose, and slightly open lips. Everywhere there is lust written, just like the first-ripe apples waiting to be picked.

This scene suddenly sobered me up, and I even felt ashamed of it, and I wanted to hide in the quilt, but my fingers did not have the strength or the courage to push him away, and I did not dare to make any move, so I lay quietly on his arm like that, and let the tears flow from the corners of my eyes. He took a deep breath and reached out to gently wipe the tears from the corners of my eyes. Sighed, said nothing, put his head on my shoulder, and just lay on his stomach and hugged me in his arms. There was also the sound of him breathing a little quickly, and for a long time we didn't say anything, just hugged and breathed the air.

And I couldn't stop my head from being filled with the feeling of his kiss, and I didn't dare to close my eyes for fear of falling into it again.

After a long time, he touched my back soothingly, and just hugged me like that. His actions made me shake again and again, and he stroked my head again and again, as if comfortingly, and put the hair on my face where it should be. Then he whispered in my ear, "I'm sorry to scare you." Hearing him say that, my tears flowed even more.

Seeing that I didn't speak, he said: "I know that you are still too young, and you think that I am also a child, you don't believe that I will marry you, but I have a habit of cleanliness psychologically, and I don't want anyone except you." No one can take me, only you. I won't do anything, don't be afraid, you trust me. Wherever I am I am I am yours and can only be yours. It's all yours, huh? ”

What won't you do yet? What else to do? I can't say whether I'm angry or regretful that I said that I wouldn't fall in love before graduating from college, what's going on?

Seeing that I didn't speak, he raised his head, looked at my face full of tears, sighed, and wiped me while saying, "I'm sorry that I overestimated my perseverance and didn't see how attractive you are to me." I just want to stay with you more and let you remember me and don't forget. I shouldn't have taken you to climb the mountain, and I shouldn't have stayed overnight, so I should have come by myself. After that, I sorted out my clothes and covered the quilt, turned over and got out of bed.

I saw him leave and completely cover himself with the quilt, and all I wanted to hide.