He kissed a little bit deeply, causing a slight tingling pain when sucking, running along the nerves on the surface of the skin to her limbs, disturbing all her thoughts.
Zhuang Jia didn't move, nor made a sound, her eyes fell on the ground under her feet without focus, her cheeks already hot.
She felt his kiss, his breath, and his hands squeezed her body heavily through the shirt, so hard, as if to rub her into his own body.
The situation was a little out of control, Zhuang Jia knew this vaguely, but didn't want him to stop.
I like it very much... I like him like myself, including being fascinated by her body. Every inch of her skin, every nerve, every cell is changing because of him, and only for him.
Yu Yang pushed aside the breakfast on the table, hugged Zhuang Jia to the table, and kissed her lips with his head down.
His kisses are always tender and lingering, intoxicating. But Zhuang Jia felt that gentleness was his illusion. It was like getting a piece of chocolate when he was a child. Even if he was eager and eager, he would unpack the thin wrapping paper with great patience, lest the chocolate inside would break.
No matter how gentle the way children treat chocolate, they will eat it sooner or later.
Zhuang Jia is Yu Yang's chocolate.
His gentleness is a prelude to the occupation, buried in the desire to control her without being beaked, dominating her body at the moment, and will soon dominate the joy, anger and sorrow of her life from now on...
Zhuang Jia no longer remembers how the clothes came off. She was awakened by the coolness of the metal belt buckle on his waist while she was in the bathroom, and she finally recovered a bit of reason.
She felt that Yu Yang was too bad.
There was not much left in her, but he was still well-dressed and well-mannered.
Yu Yang gasped slightly, buried his head on her shoulders, and asked her dumbly: "Jiajia, how long have we been together?"
"One...a month?" Zhuang Jia was not sure, her head still muddled.
Yu Yang sighed softly and stroked her smooth back, "It's a bit shorter."
Zhuang Jia thought vaguely: Actually it's not too short. When I was in a relationship with someone, I dared to flash marriage in a month...
At this time, I heard him whispering in his ear: "Mind premarital sex?"
Zhuang Jia's head froze for a while, unable to react for a long time.
Oh my god……
Can you be more direct?
You like this... this...
How should I answer?
"Mind?" Yu Yang bit her earlobe gently.
Zhuang Jia's mind was already messed up, and she blurted out, "But this is the first time..."
Yu Yang is slightly startled.
Zhuang Jia suddenly realized what she was talking about and almost bit her tongue.
"I mean... don't mind... uh..." Zhuang Jia stammered, "I mean, this, this is a bit sloppy... I don't mind, I am... I am..."
The more you talk, the more chaotic, the more you talk, the more anxious.
Feeling helpless for a while, pitifully looked at his eyes, so deep, so dark, sucking her soul like an endless night.
She bit her lip and whispered, "I...like you."
Yu Yang Jing silently looked at her, feeling that her iron heart was so softened.
I like you.
What a beautiful sentence.
He kissed her forehead, touched the corner of her lips again, smiled lightly and said, "Well, I understand."
Zhuang Jia blushed and wanted to say: I don't understand what I'm talking about, what do you understand?
"It's because I didn't think well. I should be more cautious for the first time." He gathered her clothes, bowed his head and fastened one button after another, his voice was very low, "...We must prepare flowers, wine, warm candlelight, and wonderful music. , A soft big bed, preferably... a night full of stars."
He put on her clothes and asked her with a smile, "right?"
Zhuang Jia looked at him obsessively, already speechless, with inexplicable emotions in her chest, couldn't help holding his neck tightly, and replied in her heart: Yes, everything you say is right!