“You don’t think that’s the end of it, do you?” he said in a husky, charming voice into her ear. The deep subwoofer-like voice sent her heart fluttering.
Huh?
Did he mean…
This certainly wasn’t enough for Yin Shaojie to vent himself. He was only slowing himself down, lest his beastly nature scare her.
His eyes darkened in a deep gaze that seemed like it could swallow everything.
Mu Xiaoxiao’s little hand slid down from his shoulder to his chest. Temperature rose beneath those sturdy pectorals, and the thumping sound was stronger than before.
The chest was undulating as if it was accumulating energy before bursting into action.
Yin Shaojie glanced to the side, grabbed the blanket with his long arms, turned over, and wrapped them both inside it.
Under the blanket, their bodies pressed closely against each other, leaving no gaps between them.
Mu Xiaoxiao then clearly felt a reaction arising from a part of him as it pressed itself against her thigh. The next second, he grabbed her little hand and led it down to cover that burning part of him.
Her eyes closed in fright. She instinctively attempted to withdraw her hand, but he bullishly clutched her hand tightly. He even bit her earlobe and said in a demonic voice, “You dare to run?”
Mu Xiaoxiao paused in her movement. Her mouth flattened, and she opened her eyes, meeting his dark eyes. Those eyes that wanted to swallow her whole seemed like he could just take advantage of the situation and devour her right then. However, there was also forbearance in those eyes, that even though he was so deeply maddened, he still gave thought to her feelings.
Her nose felt tingly, and her heart softened as she stared at him quietly, and she went up to kiss him on his thin lips. It meant that she would stop running. Then she allowed him to lead her little hand as it went beneath the fabric.
This was too shameful for Mu Xiaoxiao. She had never experienced it before and never dared to do it. When he forced her to do it last time, she froze like a puppet, allowing him to move her hands. But this time, she took the initiative instead just so she could please him.
Yin Shaojie’s breathing was heavy and erratic, his eyes were filled with pleasant surprise, and once again he took her little mouth into his.
Covered by the blanket, they appeared sweet outside, but underneath the blanket… passions went wild.
After some time.
Relieved, Yin Shaojie wrapped her in his arms, affectionately kissing her cheek, and lingered at her fair neck, forgetting himself.
Mu Xiaoxiao didn’t want to do it again. Her hand was already sore and tired.
She nudged him. “You’re done venting, right…”
“Two more times would be even better.” Someone was still demanding for a foot after being given an inch. How rare it was to see her taking the initiative. It had only made him more eager. Just thinking about when they would finally take it to the last step and if she could continue to be so proactive and lovely in her reactions, that would be…
No more thinking about that. Yin Shaojie stopped the images coming into his mind lest his beastly nature unleashed itself on her right then.
Mu Xiaoxiao pouted. “Hey, that’s going too far!”
He didn’t seem that angry anymore with that relieved look of his. He should be vented now, right?
Sigh, men…
Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head disapprovingly in her mind. Sure enough, men were really driven by their lower parts.
Yin Shaojie touched her hair with his fingers. Looking languid and sexy, his voice was deep and beguiling as he said, “Continue with your explanation then. Are you still hiding any other occasions when you hung out with him alone?”
“You don’t think that’s the end of it, do you?” he said in a husky, charming voice into her ear. The deep subwoofer-like voice sent her heart fluttering.
Huh?
Did he mean…
This certainly wasn’t enough for Yin Shaojie to vent himself. He was only slowing himself down, lest his beastly nature scare her.
His eyes darkened in a deep gaze that seemed like it could swallow everything.
Mu Xiaoxiao’s little hand slid down from his shoulder to his chest. Temperature rose beneath those sturdy pectorals, and the thumping sound was stronger than before.
The chest was undulating as if it was accumulating energy before bursting into action.
Yin Shaojie glanced to the side, grabbed the blanket with his long arms, turned over, and wrapped them both inside it.
Under the blanket, their bodies pressed closely against each other, leaving no gaps between them.
Mu Xiaoxiao then clearly felt a reaction arising from a part of him as it pressed itself against her thigh. The next second, he grabbed her little hand and led it down to cover that burning part of him.
Her eyes closed in fright. She instinctively attempted to withdraw her hand, but he bullishly clutched her hand tightly. He even bit her earlobe and said in a demonic voice, “You dare to run?”
Mu Xiaoxiao paused in her movement. Her mouth flattened, and she opened her eyes, meeting his dark eyes. Those eyes that wanted to swallow her whole seemed like he could just take advantage of the situation and devour her right then. However, there was also forbearance in those eyes, that even though he was so deeply maddened, he still gave thought to her feelings.
Her nose felt tingly, and her heart softened as she stared at him quietly, and she went up to kiss him on his thin lips. It meant that she would stop running. Then she allowed him to lead her little hand as it went beneath the fabric.
This was too shameful for Mu Xiaoxiao. She had never experienced it before and never dared to do it. When he forced her to do it last time, she froze like a puppet, allowing him to move her hands. But this time, she took the initiative instead just so she could please him.
Yin Shaojie’s breathing was heavy and erratic, his eyes were filled with pleasant surprise, and once again he took her little mouth into his.
Covered by the blanket, they appeared sweet outside, but underneath the blanket… passions went wild.
After some time.
Relieved, Yin Shaojie wrapped her in his arms, affectionately kissing her cheek, and lingered at her fair neck, forgetting himself.
Mu Xiaoxiao didn’t want to do it again. Her hand was already sore and tired.
She nudged him. “You’re done venting, right…”
“Two more times would be even better.” Someone was still demanding for a foot after being given an inch. How rare it was to see her taking the initiative. It had only made him more eager. Just thinking about when they would finally take it to the last step and if she could continue to be so proactive and lovely in her reactions, that would be…
No more thinking about that. Yin Shaojie stopped the images coming into his mind lest his beastly nature unleashed itself on her right then.
Mu Xiaoxiao pouted. “Hey, that’s going too far!”
He didn’t seem that angry anymore with that relieved look of his. He should be vented now, right?
Sigh, men…
Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head disapprovingly in her mind. Sure enough, men were really driven by their lower parts.
Yin Shaojie touched her hair with his fingers. Looking languid and sexy, his voice was deep and beguiling as he said, “Continue with your explanation then. Are you still hiding any other occasions when you hung out with him alone?”
