"...Xuewei...you...do you know...what you are doing?" Guan Qiyou subconsciously raised his arms and asked without daring to breathe. At this moment, he was like an inexperienced young man.
Young man, he was actually put off by the woman he had been looking forward to for a long time. At this moment, he was extremely conflicted and didn't know what the right thing to do was.
"Don't go... don't go..." How could Xuewei listen to Guan Qiyou's words? What she was doing at this moment was completely under the influence of alcohol and was acting subconsciously. He didn't know who Xuewei thought he was? Most likely.
It was Shao Junyan in 89, but he knew that it would never be him Guan Qiyou. She hated him, blamed him, hated him, she wished she could never have contact with him until death, and never see him again in this life. Now she,
I’m afraid even the three words Guan Qiyou don’t exist!
After thinking about this clearly, Guan Qiyou cruelly pulled away the little hand wrapped around his waist, turned around and left.
"Don't go...please...don't go..." That soft call was like a firework exploding in Guan Qiyou's ears. In an instant, his mind went blank and he was stunned for ten seconds.
, it was not until Xuewei's little hand wrapped around his waist again that he suddenly came back to his senses, turned around in shock and disbelief, and looked deeply at Xuewei. His eyes had never been so complicated, deep, suspicious and even timid.
He was afraid that he had heard wrongly, or that he was just hallucinating due to wishful thinking. As if he was waiting for the verdict, he asked softly and cautiously: "...Xuewei, what... were you talking about just now? You
...Who are you calling?”
Xuewei frowned, pursed her lips, and murmured again as if she was reluctant, "Don't leave, Guan Qiyou..."
These five short words were more beautiful and more beautiful than anything he had heard in his life. He could no longer control his emotions and pulled Xuewei into his arms, sealing her thin lips.
Her lips.
With all the enthusiasm, he pressed the red lips that he had hesitated and longed for for a long time. The beauty of that moment could not be described in words. Until the four lips were glued together, he was still a little doubtful and uncertain.
He was afraid that his eagerness would hurt her, so his movements were very light and gentle. He licked the corners of her lips little by little, as if tracing her lips, and bit his lower lip gently with his teeth.
He pried open her teeth in the gentlest way and rushed in...
His big hands moved around Xuewei's delicate body like crazy. Through the thin silk nightgown, his hot body temperature moved her, causing her whole body to tremble slightly involuntarily. Although, she shouted
His name, he knew that he was the one she wanted to leave behind subconsciously, but he was still afraid and worried after all. He was afraid of hurting her, so he was extremely cautious, every stroke, every touch, he used his utmost strength.
Be careful and gentle.
Under the influence of alcohol, Xuewei's brain was completely out of control at this time. She just followed her heart and catered to everything at the moment. She only knew that she longed for this embrace, his kiss, his caress, everything.
Everything made her happy and made her heart palpitate.
And all of this seems to have always remained in her memory. For three years, she has been suppressing it in her heart and never allowed herself to think of it. But the fact is that she has never forgotten it from beginning to end.