Rong Beiming hugged her tightly, pressed her against the wall at the door of the unit, and rubbed her body vigorously with his hands a little uncontrollably.
"No..." She didn't dare to shout loudly for fear of disturbing the neighbors.
He lifted the back of her head, lowered his head and kissed her small mouth, his thin lips covering her cherry mouth, from gentle caressing to eagerly prying her lips apart to absorb her sweetness.
She pushed away in panic. The light at the door of the unit was very dark, giving such intimacy a hazy and charming color.
His warm breath pressed against her sensitive skin. Because he was too tall, his entire body covered hers, making her whole body soft and nestled in his arms, unable to move.
He held her back and stroked her, then kneaded her soft body downwards and pressed her against him.
The dark night, the confusing rain, the hot embrace, and the strong kiss disturbed her mood. Her breathing became rapid, her mind was a little confused, and her submission and greed for him welled up in her heart.
She groaned, turned her head away, and let him press a kiss to her beautiful neck. A slight numbness spread throughout her body from his nibbling, causing her to tremble slightly.
"Don't be like this...don't be here..." Her voice trembled with emotion. Although she resisted his affection, her body still became uncontrollably hot and hungry.
The sound of rain echoed through the night sky, and desire was like a fire that gradually burned more and more fiercely in her body, making her unable to help but lift her head and weakly cling to his shoulder, breathing rapidly.
His wet and hot kisses fell on her forehead, eyelashes, nose and lips one by one, and finally moved down her face, licking her sensitive neck, all the way down, and then down...
"Ming, please..." She was frightened by her out-of-control reaction, and was so scared that she almost cried.
It's terrible that she would also desire him.
She hates him so much, hates him so much, that she would be driven away by his teasing and lose her mind...
"This is the real you, what are you afraid of?" He raised his head, his big palm still covering her chest, stroking her affectionately and tenderly.
In fact, teasing her is also torturing yourself. Indulging your desires but not being able to get relief is undoubtedly a cruel torture.
"You are really hateful!" Hit by his words, Yu Nianen grabbed his wrist in shame and anger, and her whole body couldn't help trembling.
"Go up! Let me know when you get home. You know my phone number." He smiled, stopped teasing her, and slowly arranged her dress.
"It seems..." His body was still trapped in her, and his fingertips slipped over her shoulders, "Tonight, I want to find a woman... to replace you..."
As soon as he finished speaking, his calf was kicked hard by her. He grunted and subconsciously stepped back.
Yu Nianen squeezed out between him and the wall, and Rong Beiming held her wrist: "You are so cruel, are you jealous? Don't like me finding other women? Don't like me having sex with other women?"
"Who is jealous? Why don't you go find him? Don't bother me again." She pinched his fingers hard and whispered through her teeth, her tone filled with anger.
"Just kidding..." After he said this, he realized that he was trying to please her and was afraid that she would be angry. This was different from his usual style, so he let go and said nothing.