Following the lively and brisk music, they stretched their bodies, and their steps were intertwined with movement and stillness. All their movements felt like their power was extending downwards, and their dance postures were very graceful, steady and powerful.
It was their first time to dance together, but after just a while, they already cooperated quite well.
The two danced a series of dazzling dance steps with skillful postures, and the intertwined limbs fully demonstrated the beauty of the human body. They had serious facial expressions and stared at each other affectionately, but from time to time they quickly twisted and turned their heads and looked left and right.
At this time, it was as if they were the only ones in the world, and they integrated all their unspeakable emotions into this dance.
They danced so beautifully that they could hardly see the movement. They only saw the position at the end of the movement. They only saw the lines, speed and constantly changing center of gravity.
Yu Nianen's long hair was flying. She had never played the piano with Ding Ziqian before, nor had she danced with Ding Ziqian.
And she had too many firsts with Rong Beiming, enough to confuse her heart.
…
The music stopped and the dancing stopped. Rong Beiming hugged her into his arms. When he lowered his head, her cheeks were flushed. She looked at him with fixed eyes for a few seconds. Then they both approached each other almost at the same time, their lips locked tightly.
's stuck together.
He hugged her waist tightly, and she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.
His kisses became more and more fierce, as if they were going to tear her apart. After a long time, she pushed him hard, breathing low on his chest.
"No?" He was a little unhappy.
She raised her head to look at his handsome face with a suppressed smile, and shook her head gently: "No..."
"Nian En, I want you!" He will definitely want her tonight, whether she wants it or not. Underneath that sense of sadness about parting is the endless possessive desire.
"Not here..." There is a whole mirror installed on the wall here, and she will feel uncomfortable here.
Rong Beiming smiled slightly, bent down and picked her up upstairs.
Although he was extremely gentle, the pain was still unbearable for her. She bit her lip, clutched the sheets with her hands, and frowned slightly.
Rong Beiming slowed down his movements and remembered what Ye Feng had said. Did that time really hurt her and leave her with a psychological shadow?
"I'm sorry! Bite me if it hurts!" He gently tapped the corner of her lips. He couldn't let her go today. Even if it hurts, he must hold her until death.
Yu Nianen didn't speak. Her heart would tremble whenever he was gentle. Her hands went through his armpits and hugged his strong and broad back.
She thought of what this man had done for her and the loving look in his eyes when she was sick.
He said he couldn't see her crying or in pain.
So he wanted to punish the person who hurt her, even if this person was her best friend. He asked her to take Chinese medicine, and even carefully took the medicine to the Netherlands. Every time she woke up from a nightmare, she would feel it in his warm arms.
In his arms, I was gently woken up by him.
He will indulge her foolishness and ignore her willfulness. He feels sorry for her simplicity and will take good care of her body.
"Ming..." She cried, but she didn't dare to show it at this time. She only hugged him tightly, and her nails dug deeply into his wheat-colored skin.
They could have been fine, but what broke her heart that she had just picked up?