Lying on the bed, listening to the "squeaking" sound coming from the bathroom, Mu Qingqing felt at ease for the first time.
Haha, it turns out that if he let go of the ridiculous contradictory insistence in his heart and he treated her better, it would be so easy for her. If I had known better, she wouldn't have made those damn resolutions and just let nature take its course. Wouldn't it be nice? It would have been easier.
Make yourself so tired.
The door opened, and she looked up subconsciously. The image of Cheng Moyan wearing only a bath towel appeared in front of her again. Although it was not the first time, she shyly pulled the quilt to cover her head.
Looking at her shy movements, Cheng Moyan shook his head and raised the corners of his lips in pleasure.
Instead of rushing to go to bed, he poured a glass of red wine, walked to the window and stood there, looking at the night outside the window, sipping it. He had been very busy in the United States for the past half month. He even took a shower when he came back last night.
He fell into a deep sleep without even washing. He finally recovered from his drowsiness today. At this moment, looking at the night outside the window, he suddenly remembered a poem - "Quiet Night Thoughts" by Li Bai. Thinking about it, he laughed: When, he
So emotional?
After not hearing any noise for a long time, Mu Qingqing took off the quilt and glanced at the figure in front of the window. She frowned slightly, why did he look a little lonely?
It must be her illusion. He has the love of his parents and a beautiful girlfriend, so how can he be lonely?
Feeling the gaze behind him, Cheng Moyan glanced sideways at the glass, and sure enough he saw a pair of eyes staring at him. He smiled, raised his head, drank the rest of the wine in one breath, put down the glass, and left.
When I got to the bed, I pulled off the bath towel, opened the quilt and got in.
Mu Qingqing was so scared that she closed her eyes when he pulled the towel. Even though it was night, the moon was bright enough tonight. If she looked carefully, she could still see it. She didn't want to get a needle eye.
The bed sank, and her body was pulled over. Mu Qingqing did not resist, and let the man pull her into his arms. She felt the reassuring breath and warmth in his arms, and she was even on his chest
Rub it.
Mu Qingqing had been lying there for too long. At this time, she was already slightly sleepy. Moreover, his warm embrace made her sleepy. Without realizing it, she stretched out one hand and hugged her like a doll.
She reached out to him, and because it was uncomfortable to sleep on her side, she stretched her hand forward and put it between her and his chest.
Cheng Moyan was startled by the itching on his chest, and tightened his hand on Mu Qingqing's waist.
But the little woman in his arms didn't seem to be aware of it. She put one hand lightly on his waist and touched his chest with the other. All of this was undoubtedly a pure temptation for him.
Taking a deep breath and no longer hesitating, he turned over and pressed her under him.
The sudden rotation and the weight of her body caused Mu Qingqing to run away most of the time. She opened her eyes slightly, and what she saw was Cheng Moyan's hazy handsome face under the moonlight. She was confused for a moment and couldn't figure out what the situation was now.
, until she felt a soft touch on her lips, she suddenly woke up and pushed the person on her body hard.
Her lips were as beautiful as before. Cheng Moyan almost forgot about the kiss. If he hadn't noticed that her strength in pushing him had suddenly disappeared, he would have really suffocated her from the kiss.
Reluctantly letting her go, and listening to the sound of her breathing in air hungrily, Cheng Moyan stroked her hair with one hand and whispered, "I want you." His voice was already hoarse.