The expression on Yan Yixie's face is a bit petrified.
...
Jiang Ning pulled the curtains, then turned around, and instantly unbuttoned his white shirt.
The action of unbuttoning is not very skilled, but it is better than unexpected and emotional.
So the speed can be called three under five divided by two.
She stood on tiptoe and continued to pull his shirt to the sides, because she couldn't stand with her bare feet, she accidentally plunged into his naked and sturdy chest.
With such a pull and pull, Yan Yixie's shirt was immediately torn apart, exposing the white muscles of his shoulders.
There are still some traces of burns on his right shoulder.
Although he is completely healed now, there is still a small insignificant scar, which looks like a sharp blade.
"Can you bend over?" Jiang Ning grabbed his shoulders, half sentimental and half distressed in his heart, and gently kissed the scar on his tiptoe.
Her light and shallow breathing was like a fleeting butterfly, touching Yan Yixie's broad shoulders, but instantly the blood of his whole body was hot.
The tall man standing on the spot immediately became stiff like a sculpture.
He slowly lowered his eyes, staring at her in disbelief, the question in his heart was like a huge question mark.
Jiang Ning stripped Yan Yixie's upper body all at once. She raised her white shirt and threw it on the carpet, then raised her face to look at Yan Yixie, coughed, and asked, "You want to help. Do I undress or do I do it myself?"
"..."
Yan Yixie felt that he had gone to the wrong set for an instant.
In his expectation, it was possible that Jiang Ning would resist, escape, or even rather die, but how could she react like this?
Jiang Ning had to do it himself.
She lowered her head and started to untie her bathrobe belt.
She didn't tie her bathrobe very tightly, so she pulled it away.
As soon as the belt was untied, the white bathrobe immediately slid halfway off her smooth body.
She felt a little embarrassed, holding her arms, shrinking her shoulders, raising her hands to untie her curled up hair, her long black hair fell down like a waterfall in an instant, and fell on her smooth shoulders, making her skin more beautiful. Suet jade is average.
With a light pinch, it will turn red.
After all, it was the first time to do this kind of irritation, Jiang Ning's face began to get hot.
She raised her eyes to Yan Yixie, just about to say something, when the man frowned, picked up the half-fallen bathrobe, and put it back on her.
Jiang Ning: "..."
Fuck you.
Since you want to pursue stimulation, why don't you implement it to the end?
Yan Yixie felt that the direction of the matter had started to be a little wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
His gaze flicked across Jiang Ning's half-covered white collarbone, as if it had been burned, his eyelids violently jumped involuntarily, and his breathing became a little heavy.
His big hand didn't dare to stay on Jiang Ning's shoulder any more, he used a bathrobe to huddled her up, and hurriedly released his hand.
He kept his eyes away, a thin anger appeared on Jun's face: "Don't take off your clothes casually!"
"...You just said to go to bed to prove it, why I want to prove it, but you refused."
Jiang Ning lifted his hand and took off the bathrobe again.
Yan Yixie: "..."
Jiang Ning was anxious, and suddenly desperately stood on tiptoe to kiss him, her lips tossed gently at the corners of his lips.
Yan Yixie's body became stiffer and stiffer.
Jiang Ning looked at him earnestly with a pair of eyes, trying to get him into his heart.
At the moment, she whispered softly: "Let's be together, for real."
...
This sentence was like a fuse, completely igniting the volcano that Yan Yixie had suppressed for three years.
He waited for her for so long, and waited until all his desires had formed a gloomy web, wishing to hide her in a corner where no one could see.
His emotional backlog was under the iceberg, but he was about to suffocate himself.
Why can't he have her now? Why can't you do something to keep her by your side forever?
The torrential rain crackled on the glass window, but he could not hear anything in his ears.
The whole world seemed to become silent, and only two people were breathing quickly.
He raised his powerful hand, supported the back of Jiang Ning's head, and stared at her, his dark eyes gradually being infested by the dark possessiveness.
Yan Yixie hugged Jiang Ning horizontally and put it on the bed.
Because the soft bed carried the weight of two people, it sank deeply.
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It is false to say that it is not nervous. While Jiang Ning's throat crawled up and itching, she was also a little flustered in her heart, but her body did not recede.
"You don't regret it?" Yan Yixie's voice was dumb and unreasonable.
He knelt on the bed and pressed it down, almost staring at Jiang Ning, touching the tip of her nose, only half an inch away from his lips.
The suppressed emotions in his eyes... are full of possession, desire, forbearance, and crazy love wrapped in hatred.
The answer to him is............
"..."
Yan thanked and froze, and then the string of reason finally broke completely.
He leaned down and kissed Jiang Ning's lips fiercely.
The lips and teeth bite, resisting the entanglement.
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Today, there was a heavy rain in the city, thunder and wind kept beating on the glass windows, and dark clouds dumped the entire city into darkness.
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The waves in the distance undulated, time and time again, without knowing the end and end.
I don't know how long it has passed, and I can't perceive the passage of time at all.
The sky dimmed completely, maybe at night.
The storm just stopped.
There was a moment of silence outside the window.
Jiang Ning seemed to be fished out of the water, sour and soft, and didn't want to move a finger.
Physiological tears overflowed from the corner of her eyes. Before she raised her hand to wipe it, she covered it with a kiss and gently kissed her tears away.
Yan Yixie's dark eyes were faintly red, and he kissed Jiang Ning's earlobe.
He finally got her.
If Yan Yixie had never believed that Jiang Ning liked him in his heart before, then the demon who had been in his heart for three years was finally solved.
Jiang Ning was too tired to speak, but he rolled into his arms reluctantly, and whispered: "Uncomfortable, I don't want to come, sour, I want to take a bath."
"Okay." Yan Yixie hugged her tightly, as if holding some treasure.
He lowered his eyes, the hostility in his eyes seemed to be resolved a lot, as if he had finally obtained something he had dreamed of. Although he was still uncertain, he still insisted on not letting go.
In addition to the satisfaction, the unstable mood has calmed down a lot.
He stretched out the wet broken hair in Jiang Ning's ear, and whispered: "I will take you to take a bath."
Jiang Ningsheng said irresponsibly, "I don't even have the strength to raise my hand and hug your neck."
Yan Yixie stroked her cheek: "You don't have to do anything."
He wrapped her in a bath towel and hugged her sideways.
He took her to the bathroom, cleaned it up, and took a shower by himself.
The two finally became dry.
Jiang Ning looked at him contentedly and said, "I don't want to sleep yet."
Yan Yixie put Jiang Ning on the sofa, turned on the projector, and played a random movie.
He was wearing a bathrobe, he was extraordinarily tall, his short soaked black hair combed backwards, revealing a straight forehead, and some water drops dripping down.
Holding the blanket, Jiang Ning curled up on the sofa, staring at him intently.
Yan Yixie set the movie, and when he turned around, he met Jiang Ning's gaze.
In the dim light and shadow, eyes met.
At this moment, in a daze, Yan Yixie had the illusion that he had returned to the three years ago.
The separation and entanglement of the past few years seems to be pulled away.
"I actually asked someone to find you a year ago." Jiang Ning looked at him and said suddenly.
Jiang Ning planned to say it before, but I don't know if it's useful to say it.
And now that the two people have cooked the raw rice to mature rice, Yan Yixie should have believed her a little bit.
"But I didn't find it." Jiang Ning hugged his knees and looked at him, feeling aggrieved and resentful.
Yan Yixie never thought that Jiang Ning would take the initiative to find himself.
He thought that when she insisted on breaking up, she would never want herself again. At that time she was so decisive, even though he was waiting downstairs at her house, she would not see him.
But if what Jiang Ning said is really true.
She forced him to go because of his legs.
She had looked for him.
After breaking up with him, she was also seriously ill for a month.
She loves him.
If everything Jiang Ning said is true, it seems that all of it makes sense.
More importantly, at this moment, Yan Yixie deceived herself and wanted to believe Jiang Ning's words. Because only in this way can he soften the thorn in his heart a little, and no longer suffer so much pain.
He stared at Jiang Ning, his throat tightened: "What you said is true..."
"Come here, let's speak slowly." Jiang Ning patted the sofa beside him.
Yan Yixie couldn't help it anymore, and the meteor walked over, sat down on the sofa, and then dragged Jiang Ning into his arms.
His beautifully-lined chin rested on Jiang Ning's shoulder, and his two large hands encircled Jiang Ning's body vigorously, as if he was afraid that she would run away.
"And then?" he asked in a dumb voice.
He also wanted to know more details about Jiang Ning's request.
It's as if the mouth is very bitter, eager to get more sugar.