His fingers, at the moment still tightly buckle her jaw, do not allow her to have the slightest Dodge, his lips, some cool, for her gentle lips, is so different.
And his kiss, also domineering, absolute possession, but it seems to have with a touch of as before as gentle and eager.
Ling still felt that the heartbeat was constantly accelerating. At this moment, inexplicably, she didn't want to struggle or resist.
She slowly closed her eyes, with his kiss, the scene of the past, not only emerged in front of her, the original, just so a year, some feelings, but will be so unforgettable.
It turned out that she had told herself to forget, but in fact nothing was forgotten.
When the kiss is finally over, Ling still opens her eyes and looks at the person in front of her.
"Why not resist?" His voice whispered.
She didn't know how to answer, because she had no answer herself.
"Because I want to be a family member with me, even if I kiss you or do something closer to you, you can tolerate it for the sake of children, right?" He frowned slightly, and there seemed to be a trace of displeasure in the bottom of his eyes.
Clearly, he and her marriage, originally just because of children, but he did not want, she really everything for children.
As he spoke, he stroked his fingers toward her neck, and then slowly went down...
she suddenly regained consciousness, seized his hand and said, "you said, you won't move me without my consent!"
He light a sun, "I said, I will not move you, but... Just during your pregnancy, in the future, you also want me not to move you all my life? Or are you going to be my husband and wife for the rest of your life? "
She was silent.
His fingers slipped into her clothes, and her body shuddered, and suddenly the familiar nausea came back.
She almost subconsciously pushed him away, then rushed into the bathroom, lying on the side of the sink, vomiting.
"Ouch... Ouch... Mmm..." the sound of vomiting came from the bathroom.
Yi Jin stood in the same place, looking at her right hand palm, fingertip, and her body temperature remained...
there was a slight self mockery at the corner of his lips, and then step by step he walked to the door of the bathroom, standing quietly and watching her lying on the side of the hand washing table, vomiting so embarrassed.
I don't know how long after, Ling is still spit up almost, this just took a breath, gargle after gargle, a look up, but found that Yi Jin from the bathroom door.
"Just now, all of a sudden..." her words just started, and he interrupted.
"Is it because of my touch?" He murmured and walked up to her, looking at her pale face, the pair of apricot eyes seemed to become more and more black, the small nose, and the pitiful lips, only after kissing, can we understand the beauty.
Will be addicted to this, fascinated.
But why, it seems that he is the only one addicted? Why is he still so easily influenced by her? And lost control.