Chapter 59: No, Asking for Face (2)

After a long time, Jiang Ziyu cautiously asked:

"Xiao Ke, you ...... Why are you in my room?"

I also cautiously replied:

"Last night, you ...... You're too drunk, you're drunk, you're ......"

Jiang Ziyu was so frightened that he hurriedly asked:

"Last night, I, I ...... What's wrong with me?"

I looked down, did not dare to look at him, and whispered:

"You, you ......"

Jiang Ziyu was anxious, and asked again:

"Last night, I, I ...... We, we, really ......"

I still didn't dare to look at Jiang Ziyu, but I still nodded:

"Hmm. ”

I don't know why I'm nodding my head and why I'm misleading Jiang Ziyu. God knows, in fact, Jiang Ziyu and I didn't have anything happening.

How could something happen?

Jiang Ziyu was as drunk as mud last night, even if he threw him into the river, he wouldn't react. Why did he do "that" to me? I didn't do "that" to him, because I was so busy cleaning up that I was exhausted.

I didn't explain it, though.

I don't want to explain.

I plucked up my courage and courage, walked up to Jiang Ziyu, and looked at Jiang Ziyu. I bravely indulged myself and condensed into Jiang Ziyu's pupils. I'll take a word at a time, word by word:

"Jiang Ziyu, I love you!"

Jiang Ziyu looked at me, his eyes were deep, like a deep lake. I felt myself like the moon in the night sky, swaying, sinking into the lake, becoming the moon in the lake.

Jiang Ziyu and I looked at each other like this, I don't know how long I watched.

At this moment the dawn came, and from far and near, a bright light shone obliquely through the gap in the blinds. In the air like water, in such a quiet early morning, for a moment, every qiē became the background, except for each other's faces, each other's eyes, brightly protruding in their own world.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe, a moment, or maybe a century.

Jiang Ziyu suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled me.

I rolled onto the bed and fell into Jiang Ziyu's cup, and then, Jiang Ziyu rolled over and pressed me under him. Jiang Ziyu hugged me, hugged me for a long time, and hugged me tightly, and he and I were lying on the bed like this. Jiang Ziyu's lips kissed me delicately and gently, kissing my hair, my neck, and my chest.

Nervous, irritating, tingling, shy, but more than that, comfortable.

I feel that every pore of mine is releasing the breath of happiness, and the overwhelming erotic factor is blooming like fireworks. I even heard a clear spring gushing out from somewhere in my body, with an ambiguous and joyful "whoosh" sound.

Jiang Ziyu gently and carefully opened my body.

His body, and mine, finally, became one.

Jiang Ziyu's entry is like a kind of piercing, piercing my complete, fresh life like a flower. The moment the pain began, Jiang Ziyu's lips fell and covered my lips.

And I, on the other hand, bit Jiang Ziyu's lips tightly, probably too tightly, and the faint smell of blood permeated my mouth and spread out little by little.

The bright sunlight outside the window, at some point, poured in and fell on Jiang Ziyu's naked bodies and me, and the sweat particles that were illuminated by the sun were shining one by one.

I closed my eyes slightly.

In a trance, I saw my whole soul sinking and sinking, sinking into the deep sea, and then, being pressed by a boulder, could no longer float out - that boulder was Jiang Ziyu.

(To be continued)