His voice was deep and hoarse, and his eyes were serious and filled with unstoppable affection.
Han Yixing wanted to say, "Come in," but the last bit of reason made her wake up, and she just looked down at her toes in great distress.
How to put it, say you are, because we are divorced, then he will probably be angry to death.
She said no, but he just wanted to stay the night, and she was not ready to go to that point with him.[
After struggling, he reached out and lifted her chin, forcing her to look directly at him.
"Xing'er."
This time, it was the real temptation. It was ringing in her ears, so hoarse that it almost made her legs weak. She was a little angry. He had already seen through her thoughts. Why did he have to force her?
"You obviously already know, but you still keep asking, Meng Beichen, if you agree not to force me."
You also know how timid I am. After experiencing something like that, how can I suddenly regard the sweetness of this day as reality?
"Then give me a good night kiss." He sighed and could only give in.
This request was not too much. Han Yixing did not refuse. She stood on tiptoe to kiss him on the face. However, he turned his face in an instant and accurately met her lips. When she was surprised and about to step away, he reached out and pressed her lips.
Behind her head.
Han Yixing stretched out a hand to pinch his waist, trying to trick him.
But he didn't take it to heart like a mosquito bite. He thought about it all day and didn't kiss her properly. Every time he touched her, she pushed him away. Of course he wouldn't let her go this time.
He held her waist with one hand and pressed the back of her head with the other. He wanted to rub her whole body into his body and take her away directly.
The two of them had just drank green tea, and each other's mouths had a faint fragrance of tea. He couldn't stop kissing her, almost wanting to suck up all the air in her.
Forcing her tongue to dance with him, Han Yixing had difficulty breathing. She was confused and just wanted to draw air from him. Her head was spinning in response to him as if she was dizzy, and the world was gradually spinning.
Meng Beichen sucked her lips gently, and finally let go reluctantly. Seeing her blushing face, panting heavily, and her kissing skills still so raw, he felt unprecedentedly satisfied in his heart.