The whole huge apartment was enveloped in darkness. Ling Yanyan huddled on the ground, maintaining her original posture without moving. She didn't want to move.
Darkness is what she should get used to. She can only bear the loneliness alone. Since when did she get used to his presence and his warm embrace. He was just absent for one night, and she missed him so much.
No! She shouldn't be like this. She and he were just a deal, just a contract. Her person was already owned by him, but she still wanted to keep her heart.
Tears blurred her eyes, and she cried again. She obviously wanted not to cry, but she still couldn't stop her tears.
With a click, the door was opened. Feng Zhiming saw the darkness in the room. He stepped lightly and turned on the light. The sudden light from the crystal lamp made Ling Yanyan close her eyes in discomfort.
Feng Zhiming saw Ling Yanyan sitting on the ground, "Why are you sitting here?" He walked forward and picked her up, "Ah, it hurts," Ling Yanyan cried out in pain.
"What's wrong?" Feng Zhiming asked her to sit on his lap, and saw her hand touching her calf, "It's numb." Ling Yanyan said two words with difficulty.
Feng Zhiming reached out and rubbed her calf, "Does it still hurt?"
"Yes," Ling Yanyan nodded and leaned into his arms, truly feeling his warm embrace.
Feng Zhiming held her tightly in his arms, "Yanyan, Yanyan," murmuring her name. Ling Yanyan raised her head from his arms and looked at his handsome face and hands.
Caressing his face: "Why are you back?"
As soon as she finished asking, Ling Yanyan wanted to bite off her tongue. Not only did she ask unnecessary questions, she also expressed her expectations.
"Aren't you happy that I'm back?" Feng Zhiming looked into her red and swollen eyes, "Don't you want me to come back?"
"I..." Ling Yanyan lowered her eyes.
Feng Zhiming pinched her slender chin so that she had nowhere to hide, and asked her to look directly at him, "Tell me the truth."
Ling Yanyan closed her eyes, "I don't want you to come back. I don't miss you either, not at all. I hope you never come back." After finishing speaking, she bit her lower lip tightly.
"Open your eyes and look at me." Feng Zhiming commanded domineeringly.
Ling Yanyan looked at him obediently, "From now on, you are not allowed to cry alone, understand?" Feng Zhiming said again.
Ling Yanyan nodded.
"To me, you can never lie, don't be stubborn, tell me clearly when you miss me, and don't tell the truth." Feng Zhiming said while kissing her.
"Well," Ling Yanyan's tears fell again, and she became fragile.
Maybe it's because she has someone to rely on, maybe it's because she's tired.
Feng Zhiming used force to bring her closer to him, then lowered his head and kissed the salty tears on her face.
Ling Yanyan reached out to wrap her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss. Her kiss was a little jerky, but it still aroused Feng Zhiming's desire. Feng Zhiming turned from passive to active, and her warm tongue and
Her hands were entangled tightly, and his big hands slipped under the hem of her skirt and moved to the base of her thighs.
"Uh...ah..." Ling Yanyan couldn't help but moaned, "No, don't..."
Feng Zhiming bit her small earlobe and said, "Your body is much more honest than you are." He began to pull off her underwear and gently teased her wet stamens with his fingers.
Ling Yanyan bowed her body sensitively and pressed against his tightly.
Feng Zhiming picked her up and walked into the bedroom. He took off her dress and his own, and the two naked faces faced each other.
He leaned over and kissed the bud on her chest, nibbling it gently with his teeth, and kneading her other breast with his hands, "Yanyan, say you love me."
Ling Yanyan gasped and said: "I, I love you." I don't know if these three words were because of Feng Zhiming's words, or because they were the true thoughts in her heart.
"Leave you to me." Feng Zhiming had already entered her body with his thrusts, and the two of them merged into one, her twisting movements catering to his constant rhythm. Tonight,
He was crazy and she couldn't keep up with his rhythm, but he was still brought to the peak of pleasure.
"Ah..." Feng Zhiming roared softly, sowing his seed into her body.
After the fun, the whole room was still filled with that aura, and the two of them hugged each other tightly. Feng Zhiming pulled the quilt to cover her exposed shoulders, but her hands
But he was wandering restlessly under the quilt.
"Are you tired?" Feng Zhiming asked. He was suddenly afraid of losing her, so he wanted her crazily and made her completely his.
Ling Yanyan's face was still flushed, and she shook her head. She felt at ease now, because she could still feel his presence and breath in his arms.
"Then you still want it?" His hands moved over every sensitive part of her body, successfully arousing her tenderness.
Ling Yanyan moved her body back, no!
Feng Zhiming did not allow her to escape. As soon as the hand on her waist was retracted, she fell into his arms again. "I want you to be unable to get out of bed for three days." He chuckled and looked at it.
Ling Yanyan, whose face was full of shock, looked at him with wide eyes like water. Her cute appearance made him feel even more happy.
"I'm sleepy." Ling Yanyan turned around and closed her eyes. Her smooth and white back was pressed against his arms. Feng Zhiming still didn't let her go. As long as he wanted it, he would definitely have her.
, entered her from behind, and wanted her fiercely. Accompanied by the hazy moonlight and dots of starlight, the whole room seemed even more ambiguous.
The morning sunlight shined into the room through the gauzy emerald green curtains. Ling Yanyan opened her eyes. The pain all over her body reminded her of everything last night. She looked at Feng Zhiming, who was sleeping soundly in front of her, and leaned towards her face.
Give him a gentle kiss on his sexy thin lips.
Extravagant hope, everything is extravagant hope, it is only temporary, just like a dream. If you wake up from the dream, everything will disappear.
"Good morning." Feng Zhiming opened his eyes instantly and greeted with a smile on his face.
"Uh, good morning." Ling Yanyan prayed in her heart, praying that he had fallen asleep just now, praying that he didn't know that she had kissed him just now, but there was a smile on her face that was uglier than crying.
Feng Zhiming kissed the ugly smile on her face fiercely, "Why do you want to kiss me secretly? I hope you kiss me when I am awake."
He still found out. Ling Yanyan regretted it.
Feng Zhiming propped his head on his elbows and looked at Ling Yanyan with her eyes closed. Her self-esteem was too strong, so he was willing to give her time and wait for her to let go of everything and actively throw herself into his arms. Waiting for her.
Give your heart to Him and belong to Him wholeheartedly.