A powerful force drove He Mingjue, and he used both hands to hold Wen Xihe completely in his arms. His strength was very strong, and Wen Xi in his arms was
He even felt for a moment that his body was about to be split into two parts by the man.
Wen Xihe's eyes widened and her gaze fell on the huge oil painting on the white wall behind He Mingjue. The intertwining of inner conflicts almost drove her crazy.
She obviously wanted to escape, but at this moment, she sadly discovered that she had met many people and many things in her life. But this man's arms were the place where she missed the most.
She wants to sink, but she can't cross the gap in her heart. It never works.
"He Mingjue..."
As soon as she made a sound, the man kissed her thinly. With a tenderness that was too similar to what she remembered, every time the kiss fell, he called her name gently.
"Xixi..."
"Xixi..."
"Xixi..."
At that moment, all the strength in Wen Xihe's body was almost drained. She was held tightly in the man's arms, entangled and kissed lightly. From the initial tenderness, the kiss seemed to be He Mingjue's silent kiss.
Tell her how sorry you have been for the past few days. Until the end, the taste of the kiss changed.
From the initial tenderness, it became infected with the fire of desire.
He Mingjue felt that his body and soul were boiling, and the long-squeezed emotions swelled into a ball of flame in his body. He felt that just hugging her and kissing her, even if he told her a thousand times...
All the times he had been feeling these past few days were not enough to calm the fire in his body.
The man straightened up suddenly, holding Wen Xihe tightly in his arms with one hand. Then, he waved his other big hand casually, and the various documents on the desk suddenly flew across Wen Xihe's eyes like snowflakes, and finally fell silent.
She silently set up camp on the corner of the table. Before Wen Xi could even react, she felt her eyes spinning and her body had been pressed against the desk by He Mingjue.
A floor lamp next to him gave off a weak white light, and the light faintly fell on the man's handsome profile. It was clearly close at hand, and it was clear that the face could touch her cheek if he moved just a little further. Wen Xihe even
You can also feel the man's hot and rapid breathing, spraying on your sensitive skin one after another.
But at that moment, Wen Xihe only saw He Mingjue's eyes burning brightly in the light. What was dancing in them was the flame she was most familiar with.
"Xixi..." The man's hand reached into her clothes, with careful and silent force, while enjoying the delicate touch brought by the smooth skin. At the same time, he pulled Wen Xihe under the light.
The clothes on her body and his breath brushed her delicate cheeks and traveled slowly, one after another provoking Wen Xihe's fragile psychological defense when facing him.
"Xixi, I want you..."
This time, there was no force or ruthless possession. The man's eyes were urgent and filled with fiery warmth. Although his hands were eager to take off her clothes, the flexible and slender fingers beating on her skin were still...
It was clearly with a gentle force, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly hurt her.
He was seeking her consent and expressing his desire in a man's most charming and forbearing way.
Wen Xihe's hands that were originally placed on He Mingjue's chest to resist suddenly lost the power to resist. She could feel the man's rapid breathing and the fierce beating pulse against her skin. Also,
Against that hard and hot thing between her legs.
A strange feeling flowed through her heart, including pain, sheer hesitation, reluctance, and deep sadness that could not be resolved. But she stopped herself from hesitating because...
The next second, the resisting hands suddenly changed their movements. Wen Xihe stood up slightly and wrapped his hands around He Mingjue's neck again. In the cool air, the two naked bodies were pressed tightly against each other.
Together, the man made a gasping sound, but the woman shuddered unconsciously when she got close to the man's body.
"Xixi..."
The man almost whispered while calling Wen Xihe's name. He pressed her on the large and smooth desk. In his sight, there was a slightly shiny body in front of him. The woman's snow-white skin had perfect curves under the light.
, becoming more and more tempting. The man's throat rolled, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to see this scene in his eyes and remember it in his heart.
In the sight, the woman seemed to be uncomfortable with the man's hot and eager eyes. She slightly bent her legs and stretched out her hands to block the spring light on her chest. She felt shy, but he felt proud.
Breathtaking beauty. Before the movement was successful, the man's body swooped down again.
He looked at her, but as Wen Xihe's body trembled slightly, he slowly pushed into her body.
"Um......"
Her body was stretched open, and something hot was beating with frequency in her body. Wen Xihe couldn't help but clasp her hands, trying her best to prevent herself from moaning uncontrollably amidst these grinding pleasures.
.
He shuttled through her body like a fish, and his movements went from slow at first to almost out of control at the end. Her fingertips dug into the man's shoulders tightly because of the heat that was constantly rising in her body. Her body followed.
She felt the ups and downs of the man's possession. In her ears, there were her own intermittent, subtle and restrained moans, the man's wanton and rough breathing, and the intertwined heartbeats of the two people.
Finally, Wen Xihe closed her eyes and hugged the man close to her, with a slight mocking arc at the corner of her mouth.
To yourself.
There was a constant stream of pleasure in her body, but Wen Xihe's tears fell silently when the man hit her most violently.
Originally, this was what she wanted to do. Now, this man helped her.
The bright teardrops disappeared into the hair, and finally merged with the air, making no sound.
That night, Wen Xihe didn't know how long she moaned softly under He Mingjue's body in a daze. She didn't remember when they made everything quiet down. She only remembered vaguely that someone was going to be in a daze.
She hugged him. The man's deep and pleasant voice lingered in her ears when she was unconscious.
"Xixi, I love you..."
But even in his sleep, Wen Xihe did not believe that those words were spoken to him.
It's just that I regarded that "I love you" as a dream.
She just kept warning herself in her mind when she fell asleep.
Wen Xihe, don’t sleep, don’t sleep.
Maybe if you fall asleep, you will never be able to get out again...