Perhaps because of the loss of his vision, Rong Linyi's voice was slightly hoarse, as if it had been covered with a layer of old paper.
Su Yanyun had a faint feeling of inexplicable flow in her heart.
She raised her hand and touched Rong Linyi's hair.
She noticed that his body trembled again when she put her hand on it.
It seems that he is now in a defensive but sensitive state. Any bit of wind and grass might put his whole person on the verge of collapse.
"Did sister Rong play chess with you?" she asked softly, trying to distract him.
Rong Linyi didn't answer or move, leaning in her arms as if he was asleep.
Su Yanyun couldn't see his eyes. From top to bottom, she could only see the lines of his face like a ruined face. She sighed softly and sighed with emotion of the Creator's partiality.
"Xuelong was kidnapped and disappeared." As if awakened by her sigh, Rong Linyi said again, "My father is dying, and my mother has a dystocia, giving birth to a stillbirth. Only I escaped, but my eyes were blind. Dare to trust anyone."
Su Yanyun waited for him to continue.
She held her heart horrified.
The Rong family, a century-old wealthy family in City C, a wealthy enemy country, Rong Linyi, as the son of the long house, would have encountered such a change.
"Yan Yun," Rong Linyi raised his head, his eyes wrapped around the cloth, but he seemed to be staring at her, "You are so warm. Clean, warm, gentle..."
Su Yanyun knew that it would be impossible for Rong Linyi to hear the details of this incident from Rong Linyi's mouth today.
He had already raised his hand, groping and stroking her cheek, his fingers slowly rising up along her jaw.
Su Yanyun looked at his slightly opened lips, she wanted to confirm whether his breathing had become heavy.
With such a beautiful lips, I really want to kiss...just like trying to practice her inner thoughts, she lowered her head, and he also raised his head.
With a entanglement of shallow and deep lips, Su Yanyun's dress has been faded under her shoulders.
Rong Linyi's world is dark, but she is still bathing in the sun, and the entire glass curtain wall is uncovered. Even if she knows such a height, no one outside can peep at it, and she feels shy and timid.
Under the light curtain, she saw the blindfolded man in front of her, and there was a temptation to breathe.
The sitting posture of the two of them was very ambiguous from the beginning. She sat on him with her legs spread out, closely fitting with him, as if they were always connected from some place.
Su Yanyun blushed, except for the day he had just returned from North America, the two had been intimate. During this time, Rong Linyi had strong control over himself.
But now...
"Yan Yun..." He grabbed her hand, put her hand on his chest, guided her to take off his coat, put her finger on his shirt button, "Untie it for me. "
Su Yanyun replied, using her slightly trembling fingers to unlock all the delicate buttons.
Rong Linyi squeezed her wrist again and placed her soft palm on his warm chest.
"Touch..." He seduced her, "You take the initiative."
Su Yanyun's palm slowly slid across his skin, as if she had tasted love for the first time, with seven to eight points of shyness, trying to move inch by inch.
A slight chant overflowed from Rong Linyi's mouth.
Vision was blocked, and other senses were infinitely magnified. In the darkness, he actually felt that the years of being alone for so many years seemed to have disappeared from his life out of thin air.