Young Master Yang thought it was because she was shy, but if you think about it, it was true. This was the kind of feeling Man Ningning would show, instead of taking the initiative like other women.
Sometimes, what men are tired of is active women. The more unavailable they are, the more they feel itchy.
At this moment, the little woman was right in front of him. Although her back was turned to him, he could feel her nervousness. However, for Young Master Yang who was in love, he was also a little nervous.
It was inexplicable and without warning.
Things that I have never been able to get are suddenly placed in front of my eyes, but I don't know how to start. Everything is too sudden.
If it were in the past, he would have been impatient.
However, seeing the woman's silence, he became a little nervous. He shouldn't have felt like this.
When he walked to the bed, he clearly heard the woman's shallow breathing.
When Mr. Yang was about to turn on the light, a woman's voice sounded softly, a little shy: "Don't, don't turn on the light..."
The woman had her back to Mr. Yang, but when she heard her say not to turn on the light, Mr. Yang naturally let go, sat by the bed, and reached out to stroke the woman's long hair.
Mengya lay quietly, a little excited and a little nervous, with her back to him, looking at the confused black, feeling Yang Shao's hand stroking her long hair.
Suddenly, his lips fell down and kissed Meng Yajing's forehead directly, a little intimate and a little domineering. Finally, Young Master Yang's hand held Meng Yajing's face and pressed it against her lips.
In the darkness, Meng Yajing opened her eyes wide, and her mind went blank when his lips fell. She did not expect that he would actually kiss her.
Her heart was filled with joy like a flower blooming. At this moment, she was a little grateful for her move and thanked Wenyou for her cooperation.
However, such a simple kiss almost made her fall into Young Master Yang's charm and she was unable to extricate herself.
"Well..." A delicate moan overflowed from Meng Yajing's breath. Her hands took the initiative to hug Young Master Yang's waist. Suddenly, Young Master Yang's kiss left her lips.
In the darkness, Meng Yajing could feel Young Master Yang's eyes looking at her intently, and she felt nervous. What she was worried about was that she would be discovered by him before anything happened?
"I didn't expect that you are still very coquettish at heart." Young Master Yang's voice fell, hitting Meng Yajing's face, exuding an ambiguous aura.
Meng Yajing's heart moved slightly and she said softly: "What? Don't you like it?"
She tried to use Man Ningning's tone and way of speaking. She had known Man Ningning for a long time, and she would gradually become immersed in another person's way.
Yang Shao chuckled and said, "So, this is what you expected? Since you want to have a relationship with me, why didn't you refuse before?"
"I...because I'm not ready yet." Meng Yajing's voice was very soft and she sounded embarrassed.
Yang Shao pressed on her body and stroked her arm. In the darkness, although he couldn't see the woman's face, he could feel the woman's flushed breath.
"Besides, there are always so many women around you, and I...I feel like I am incomparable compared to them." Meng Yajing said softly, a little nervous.
These words were Meng Yajing's inner thoughts. There were really too many women lurking around him. And she... Young Master Yang really paid little attention to her.
Yang Shao's lips couldn't help but smile wider, and said in a low voice: "Little woman, when did you become so unsure? The fact that you can make me obsessed with you is enough to prove your charm. Moreover, your clear breath
Definitely not inferior to any model or celebrity."
"Is it true?" Although Meng Yajing knew that Young Master Yang meant this sentence to Man Ningning. However, at this moment, he said it in person, which made her feel happy.
"Then do you like me?" Meng Yajing asked the question in her heart, even though she understood that the answer did not belong to her.
However, I also want to know whether Yang Shao's feelings for Man Ningning are true or false? Or how deep the feelings are.
It's a kind of trial.
Young Master Yang's eyes were dark, and he lowered his head to Meng Yajing's ear, "What do you think?"
The hot breath fell on her ears, and the numbing feeling made Meng Yajing blush. She could only feel Young Master Yang's hand caressing and moving around her sleepy body.
It was just the man's touch that almost made Meng Yajing feel numb and limp.
"Young Master Yang..."
Meng Yajing yelled tenderly and wrapped her hands around Young Master Yang's neck.
Yang Shao was slightly startled by the woman's initiative. He didn't expect that a woman could be so slutty when she really wanted to give.
Yaoji's face couldn't be seen clearly, but there was already a hint of ridicule.
Obviously, she is nothing more than that.
For such a woman, her pretense at the beginning is just a way to play hard to get. Once she goes to bed and has a relationship, it is nothing more than that.
Maybe, like other women, she will start to get entangled with him.
The air became ambiguous. Yang Shao's hands playfully caressed the woman's body. The plump breasts were held in his hands. They felt good in his hands, as if they were a little bigger than before.
Is it my own misunderstanding?
Yang Shao kissed her, but unexpectedly, the little woman took the initiative. She hugged his neck tightly with both hands, and the two of them pressed tightly, without any gaps.
"Well..." Meng Yajing breathed slightly, her face silently turned red in the darkness, and her soft moan made Young Master Yang's heart suddenly move.
All he could think about was that time she was immersed in the bathtub, and suddenly he wanted to see her sinking under him.
"Woman, why don't we turn on the light?" Young Master Yang's voice sounded faintly again. Meng Yajing's heart tightened with those words, and she hugged Young Master's neck even more, "No, I...I
shy."
Yang Shao smiled arrogantly, and his thin lips fell on her ear, "Are you really shy?" His thin lips were slightly raised, and his nose was filled with the fragrance of lavender essential oil.
Even her long hair smelled faintly of lavender, and Yang Shao's mind was filled with Man Ningning's appearance and her shy appearance.
A kind of ecstasy and intoxication swept into his heart, full of temptation, and waves of attacks came. Yang Shao's heart was shaking again, and one hand captured the heart of the woman in his arms.
The delicate touch made the woman moan from her lips, nonchalantly stimulating the man's excitement. Young Master Yang's hands moved around Meng Yajing's body.
Her charming body was wearing a thin nightgown. Yang Shao's hands felt the elasticity of the skin and stroked it from under the skirt, feeling the most wonderful artistic conception of a woman.
"Well..." Meng Yajing felt the hot palms touching her skin, and felt a few traces of confusion in her heart, but the most she felt was happiness.
At this moment, something she had never imagined would actually happen to her.
Young Master Yang's kiss was a bit domineering and a bit wild. The passionate kiss on Meng Yajing's lips gradually followed her skin, kissed on her elastic body, across her breasts, and teased Hong Bean.
Meng Yajing's breath was soft and long, and her nose was filled with the faint scent of lavender, as if her whole body was immersed in the lavender in the sky.
Young Master Yang's strength is neither too heavy nor too light, and he can control it very well. He is indeed a master in the love field. Just touching his breasts can make him feel ecstatic, let alone sinking.
Meng Yajing's body and mind carried the charm of a woman. When Young Master Yang's other hand touched her between her legs, she almost couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Her body had become hot. If the lights were turned on at this moment, she might be able to see her flushed face. However, she didn't want Mr. Yang to know that she was not Man Ningning.
The feeling of caressing made Meng Yajing even more eager. She actually reached out and grasped Yang Shao's lower body. Her thing almost made Yang Shao slightly stunned.
He didn't expect that this woman would be so bold. There were many such women around him. However, to him, Manningning was as elegant and elegant as a goddess.
However, it is almost impossible to guess the woman's thoughts through her actions at this moment.
Is this the explanation for the so-called sultriness? I usually look aloof, but now my true colors are revealed once I get into bed.
The woman's heat and the moistness of her skin made Young Master Yang's heart flutter with spring, feeling the friction and caress of her jade hands.
Resisting the desire in his heart, Yang Shao pulled off Meng Yajing's underwear with his hands, touched her legs with his fingers, and nibbled her bright red lips with his thin lips, leaving every inch of her skin fragrant.
I don’t know if it’s still in the air, or if it’s the smell of the woman in front of me exuding from her body?
"Um...ah..." Meng Yajing became agitated, with an unconscious shaking, and her legs twisted uneasily. Such swinging is a temptation for any man.
The touch in the dark had a trace of passion rippling in the air, and what the fingertips touched was the moisture of the lower body, with warmth flowing out from inside.
Just as Young Master Yang's fingers were caressing the private hole, Meng Yajing suddenly stopped him, gasping for breath, and whispered: "Don't, let... let me come..."
She suddenly turned over and took the initiative to kiss Young Master Yang's lips. Her movements were gentle and cherished. Her long hair was scattered on Young Master Yang's chest, and she caressed her silently and seductively.
Meng Yajing's hand caressed Young Master Yang's crotch, and after the kiss left the corner of her mouth, she kissed every part of Young Master Yang's body bit by bit.
Her boldness and wantonness almost blinded Yang Shao. He never thought that this woman could be like this.
Especially when she thought about the passionate kiss at noon today, she struggled endlessly.
Although the head is hot, the heart... is also ready to move.
However, I always have a vague feeling that the woman in front of me is not her. Even if a woman can be sultry, she won't be like this, right?
As soft kisses traveled all the way down his body, Young Master Yang reached out and suddenly pushed away the woman in his arms.
The lights suddenly came on.
The green room has a hint of haziness and ambiguity. Even the spring color floating in the air has not faded away.
Meng Yajing looked subconsciously and met those blue eyes. She was suddenly startled and her face changed drastically. Especially when she saw that Yaozhi's face had darkened, she lowered her head slightly.
.
"Why is it you?" Under the dim light, Young Master Yang's eyes darkened slightly.