Chapter 2033

Changed, changed!

But it was this way that forced him to feel that there was something like a family between them.

It was melancholy and sweet in his heart.

Since his marriage, Tang Guo'er seldom gives him such a feeling. Most of the time, he is full of worries and worries.

Now, it's too rare, "I have to look like a brother, not to mention that I'm almost ten years older than Ranran. You have to have some confidence in me and believe me more."

He put his arms around her waist and easily took her down, lay down on the bed and pulled the quilt by the way.

But unexpectedly, with too much force, they covered their heads together, and immediately cut off most of the light. Only a little light penetrated the quilt, vaguely and vaguely.

They were so close apart that he could clearly feel her warm breath on his cheek, and her heart pounding wildly because of her extra tension.

But oneself, the heartbeat is fiercer, strong and powerful, breath is hot, the larynx knot cannot stop rolling up and down.

The temperature in the quilt keeps rising, and the atmosphere is especially ambiguous. I don't know how, they fall into such a situation.

Maybe God is creating opportunities for them.

"Zuo... Zuo Yichen..."

She stumbled and called his name, the voice trembling, with obvious tension, perhaps also mixed with a little fear and unnatural.

However, he did not give the other party another chance to speak, nor did he give her the chance to escape. He held her head directly and pasted her lips gently forward. It was soft and sweet, which was his dream.

She caught off guard, a pair of big eyes staring at him, confused, unbelievable.

It's a bit of comic scene flavor, a little special cute.

He chuckled, "close your eyes."

And then he kisses it again.

This time she came back, as if trying to push him away, but when her hand fell on his chest, she stopped again.

For nearly two seconds, he closed his eyes.

No enjoyment, no intoxication, her eyes closed very tightly, as if out of the general, eyebrows due to too much force and slightly wrinkled.

He told himself it didn't matter, as long as she didn't refuse, as long as she didn't refuse him, the next thing, just leave it to him.

He controls her head with one hand and gently clasps her thin waist with the other. He kisses her lips patiently and guides her, trying to pry open her lips and have deeper contact with her.

One minute, five minutes, ten minutes, he was really very patient, but in any case, she would not let go.

He finally gave up her lips, rolled to her cheek, neck, a kiss, her whole body was trembling, the bones on her body was stiff to no avail.

No matter how many times he tried, she couldn't accept it. But this time, he felt that he couldn't hold back and didn't want to give up. He wanted to be closer to her and let her belong to him completely at this moment.

He doesn't know why he has become so urgent. Maybe something is slowly changing. He is afraid of change and needs to stabilize his relationship and marriage with Tang Guoer. He doesn't want his wife to resist forever and is even more afraid of losing each other.

Only by breaking through this step, can he get the most basic sense of security, so that he doesn't have to be afraid every day. His hand gradually slides down from her waist to lift her nightgown. She suddenly stares, reaches out and grabs his wrist, and stops him from taking a step further, "Zuo Yichen!"

He stopped, but did not return his hand. Instead, he was deadlocked with her. He dropped his eyes and faced her with water vapor and fear. His wet eyes lowered their voice and called her gently, "Guo'er, we are husband and wife. We have been married for nearly a year. Do you know?"

He coaxed her patiently and tried to persuade her, "since you are married to me and determined to live with me for the rest of your life, why don't you try to accept me completely?"

"As long as we get past this, the relationship between us will certainly change. It will become better, closer, and no longer as formal as before."

Tang Guo'er was shaking, "but..."

"Nothing, but." He gently cut off her words, patience coax, "fruit, you believe me, this time, you just need to close your eyes, relax, the rest to me."

"Yichen..."

Listen to her voice almost cry out, he distressed coax, "we have been married, fruit, can you give me a chance, also give us each other, and our marriage a chance?"

He went to kiss her cheek, once again, gently, one touch away, "just once, I need your cooperation, if still can't, I will never force you, never do this to you, OK?"

"I..." she finally let go, long and curly eyelashes, because always trembling, like a flying butterfly, "I try hard..."

She seemed to give up, closed her eyes again, and let him do whatever he wanted.

He is not worried, because at such a time, the more eager he is for success, the more counterproductive he may be.

So he prepared for a long time and did the foreplay gently, but from the beginning to the end, she did not stop shaking, even after almost half an hour.

Especially when he seemed to take a step closer, he found that her body didn't open for him at all. It was so dry that it couldn't work at all.

He tried several times, but he really couldn't do it at all.

This time, she really didn't resist at all. As he said, she closed her eyes to cooperate, and the rest was handed over to him.

She did it, really. It's just that he doesn't have the ability to make her emotional. It's that he's useless. No wonder she.

He silent smile, smile especially sad, originally in the end, he still can't move her, even a cent.

Well, I'm not reluctant. I'm reluctant to come. It's meaningless. What's more, I'm sad. It's my own pain. Why?

At least in this respect, let her go, let yourself go, try once, heartache once, ask again and again, he can withstand how long?

It's not much worse. If he can't do the rest, it's time.

He put his pajamas back on for her, took her into his arms, "sleep."

She was as stiff as a puppet. She noticed his action, found his intention and heard his voice. Then she finally opened her eyes. But she didn't speak yet, but her tears fell down first. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for Zuo Yichen."