His body was very hot, with a scorching temperature...
When Ruoyu's hand touched his chest, she felt as if a burst of electricity flowed down her fingertips, causing her body to tremble slightly along with his.
Jun Wuxia was only wearing a single piece of clothing, with the neckline open to his chest. Ruoyu wanted to put her hand covered in ointment in a hurry, but the clothes were clinging to his hot body. The more anxious she was, the more she couldn't reach out.
When he started, Jun Wuxia, who had lost consciousness, still resisted and struggled...
Ruoyu gritted her teeth, slid her fingertips to Jun Wuxia's waist, and untied the belt around his waist with shaking hands...
The candlelight flickered, the moonlight gradually faded...
The blue satin slipped from his shoulders and fell onto her hands. He was naked and leaned slightly towards her. Her long, ink-like hair spread over her shoulders. The delicate fragrance of her hair disturbed Ruoyu's breathing and made her heart palpitate.
Get up, I obviously should hate him
Shaking her head vigorously, Ruoyu applied the white ointment in her palm to Jun Wuxia's chest. The ointment was slightly cold, and when it touched Jun Wuxia's lean body, she could clearly feel a slight tingling sensation in his whole body.
"Don't move, it will be fine in a while" Ruoyu comforted her softly.
Jun Wuxia seemed to understand, and stopped struggling. He just panted loudly and let Ruoyu's smooth hand touch his heart again and again.
Although Ruoyu knew that she was just applying medicine, she was so close to his naked upper body that her cheeks were still stained red. The man's heavy breathing stirred every inch of her consciousness, trying to distract herself from rubbing her body.
He was holding the area on his chest, but he felt that his hands were getting hotter and hotter. He didn't know whether it was his body that was hotter or the palms of his hands that were hotter.
It's messed up, it's messed up, Ruoyu feels that her thoughts are all messed up... The palms of her hands against his body are almost on fire.
Blushing and looking out the window, the crooked-browed moon was still shouting in the sky, still showing no intention of hiding away.
Most of the box of ointment has been applied, but Jun Wuxia's body can't help but tremble. His bloodless lips are pressed against his shoulder. Surprisingly, it's a little cold. Ruoyu subconsciously wants to push away and press closer.
With a slight exertion on his body, he heard him murmur: "It hurts..."
His hand softened, but he bit his shoulder, biting so hard, as if he wanted to tear off the flesh, and he suddenly knocked him down on the bed...
Jun Wuxia's hand was placed on the side of Ruoyu's face. Due to the unbearable pain, his body and face were covered with thin threads of sweat, but he smelled like he had just come out of the bath...
But her hands were still touching his chest, and both of them had an indescribable smell in their messy breathing.
And when he looked at himself, in addition to pain, there were also ripples of desire...
His lips pressed down, and his domineering tongue slipped into his mouth, curling his uvula and dancing together without any affection...
Ruoyu only felt that her body was full of his scent. His black hair fell on her body, turning into love threads and wrapping around her body. She applied it to her heart. When she came back to her senses, her clothes were already spread out on the bed.
The hands holding his body had no strength, and his chest was close to hers, with no gap between the two of them...
I don't know when his body stopped trembling, and he could not stop trembling instead.
The sun is climbing into the sky, spring is warming up, and the scenery is fine here...