Chapter 31: Intimacy in the Night

No way.

No matter how Yi Xiangxi looks at it, he doesn't look like this kind of good person who will repay his grievances with virtue.

This guy's heart is darker than coal.

But if not, how could he have come to her for no reason?

She turned, her hand being grabbed.

His voice was a little quick and weak: "Qiao Mai, you accompany me tonight...... I mean, stay with me until dawn......"

She was startled.

Although the two of them are happy every day, they are always in their places when they finish everything.

She used to live in the bedroom on the first floor, and he lived on the second floor.

Even after how affectionate and lingering, it is separated.

Easy to go west, never share a bed with others.

She didn't have time to refuse or agree, her feet were already off the ground, he took her into bed with his big hand, turned off the lights casually, and fell asleep with her in his arms.

Qiao Mai's body was very stiff, although the physical contact between the two had been accustomed, and more intimate things had been done, but most of the time, it was she who was angry with him. Being forced to be forced and forcing someone else are two completely different things.

But, not allowing her to struggle, she could already hear his snoring - it was really just sleeping, nothing else.

This night, I couldn't sleep. Qiao Mai finally fell asleep in a daze, and suddenly heard a terrible shout: "Don't ...... Don't kill me...... Mom, don't kill me......"

Joe Wheat was awakened.

Before she could react, she had already been kicked out of bed.

She rubbed her eyes and reached for Yi Xiangxi. She had heard before that if someone had a nightmare, she must wake him up in time so that his soul would not be frightened away.

She immediately went to push him: "Yi Xiangxi...... Easy to ...... west"

He woke up, sweating profusely.

Moonlight shone in through the window.

His voice was colder than ice: "Who are you? How did you come to my room? Get out!"

He didn't know her. In fact, on this night, she didn't know herself anymore.

She went out silently. As soon as he walked to the door, he was suddenly grabbed by a big hand, and the moonlight shone in through the window, his face was pale and frightened, like a dazed child.

Qiao Mai's heart was shocked, and his waist suddenly lightened, and he had already stopped him and picked him up.

"Lord Yi, you ......"

The next moment, he had stormed her down, as if all his pain and sorrow had been transformed into an erupting volcano, desperate to find a breakthrough. Qiao Wheat had no strength to resist at all, so he could only bear it.

This time the passion passed quickly, and he didn't seem to be in the old enjoyment, but just clinging to her. Qiao Mai was overwhelmed by the heavy force, and with a low moan, he immediately changed his position, still firmly bound to her.

The two had never tried such an intimate gesture, her cheeks were hot in the dark, but he stretched out a hand to hold her hand, his fingers interlocked, and his voice was weak: "Wheat...... Don't leave me......"

She couldn't move, and she couldn't move.

This night, he and she have maintained such an intimate posture and slept peacefully. By the time Qiao Mai opened his eyes, it was almost noon, and Yi Xiangxi was still asleep. Perhaps it was the dream that he had let his guard down, and that terrible shrewdness and calculation disappeared from his face, and only a deep exhaustion was revealed.

She recalled what happened last night, and she didn't know if it was true or not. In Yi Xiangxi's body, what kind of secrets, love and hatred are hidden?