Yi Jian carried her upstairs, put her on the big bed in the bedroom, and started to act fussily.
"I was wrong………"
Without saying a word, his hand started to tease her...
Zhong Qing was very sensitive, and after a while, Yi Jian made her whole body feel as limp as a puddle of water. She lay there, unable to move.
She frowned slightly.
She stretched out her hand to hit him, but he grabbed her hand and continued to kiss her. His fingers were very dishonest, and then he touched her hand dishonestly.
Towards the end, it was natural that there was smoke everywhere.
She was out of breath, but he didn't find it annoying. He really repeated the sentence sentence after sentence: "I was wrong... I was wrong..."
She didn't know how many times he said it. She only remembered that when he entered her body, her whole body was blurred.
Later, every time he said, "I was wrong," he hit her hard deep into her body.
It was as if he had hit his head.
Her whole body trembled and trembled.
She couldn't tell what she was feeling, she just felt like she was going to die.
Deep down in my heart, I was afraid that his next sentence: "I was wrong" would come, and subconsciously I was looking forward to his next sentence: "I was wrong" coming.
With such contradictions, such expectations, and such fear in her heart, he ate her cleanly without even leaving a bone.
In the end, she cried out that she couldn't do it anymore and was so exhausted that she begged and begged for him to really let her go.
She was already in a daze, lying on the bed, panting, Yi Jian hugged her, not forgetting to linger on her body with his hands, and biting her shoulders from time to time, she couldn't even move
I couldn't stand it anymore, I couldn't say a word, I just closed my eyes tightly and lay in his arms, as lazy as a tired kitten.
Yi Jian watched with satisfaction as she looked so tired, feeling a sense of accomplishment in her heart.
Holding her, he carefully looked at the wound on her hand, then raised his head and looked at her seriously, with a strange light shining in his eyes. He raised his head, kissed her forehead, with a serious expression,
In a slow and serious tone, he said softly: "Zhongqing... I was wrong."
Zhong Qing opened her eyes gently, and seeing Yi Jian's extremely serious expression, she smiled slowly, her tone still arrogant, but with a hint of coquettishness: "I'm just teasing you..."
