Qianye closed the door vigorously, but turned around and pressed Wu Zhou against the wall, pushing his body hard, hugging him tightly with a pair of arms, and trying to peel off his robe.
Wu Zhou has never seen Qianye who is so proactive and passionate. She seems eager to swallow him up, and she is still far away from the bed.
She unbuttoned his shirt, hooked up his belt, and the robe instantly reached her elbows. She rubbed her head against his chest, making it ticklish and warm.
He never thought that Qianye would need him so urgently and miss him so much. Maybe she also liked him, just as crazy as he liked her.
"Qianye... um... ah!" Wu Zhou suddenly cried out. Qianye's enthusiasm for him was not only that, she also grasped him between his legs.
Wu Zhou's legs couldn't help but weaken, Qianye took the opportunity to nibble on his neck, one hand on his shoulder, and the other hand, as if she wanted him to go crazy with her.
But she was too anxious, her lips and teeth left little bits of pain on his neck, and her hands...
Wu Zhou bent over and hugged her, raised his head and let her bite his neck and collarbone, letting her hands bring him more pain than pleasure, sweat rolled down his cheeks, but there was a faint smile on his face.
.
He could feel that Qianye was missing him too. In fact, these days, she didn't say anything, but what did she do that could be done for an ordinary friend?
Qianye has been with him for such a long time and has never taken the initiative. Maybe it's because of her reserve that she... isn't very good at it?
So it is true that she has memories of her previous life, but she may not have had such an experience in her previous life. So, is her so-called lover in her previous life... also a fiction?
Wu Zhou felt a sudden enlightenment in his heart, and even felt for a moment that Qianye's lack of initiative was even more precious.
"Wu Zhou..." Qianye narrowed her eyes slightly, found his lips and pecked him hard, "Are you distracted?"
Wu Zhou smiled softly, picked up Qianye, lay on the bed, and placed Qianye on top of him.
"Anything is fine, but be gentle."
Chiba unceremoniously took the dominant position, threw away his robe first, and bit his chest.
Wu Zhou frowned slightly. Today's Chiba is particularly different. He once looked like a lazy cat, but today, he looks like a stimulated little beast.
He reached out and gently stroked her back, "Don't worry."
Qianye licked the thin blood streaks on the tooth marks with the tip of his tongue. A slight pain and numbness caused his body to tremble. His fingers slowly moved down, as if they always wanted to stir up more flames from his body.
"Wu Zhou, you like me, right?"
"Yes." There was a deep tenderness in Wuji's gray eyes, but Qianye could not see it.
She immersed herself in making his body even hotter, making her originally fair complexion dyed as red as the sunrise.
Suddenly, she hugged him tightly again, and the two bodies were almost airtight. They wished they could be together so that they wouldn't have to separate again.
"Wu Zhou, believe me, I won't make you sad. I won't let you go...I won't regret it...I can't imagine how sad you are. I don't want to let you down..."
Wu Zhou hugged Qianye and listened to her incoherent words. These words were what he had always wanted to hear, but after hearing them, he couldn't bear it anymore.
"Today...did you scare me?" He could only remember that he hugged Qing Shang and left. Maybe Qianye was scared this time?