Nangong refused to give up. He pushed away her couple's pajamas and muttered, "If you can't eat meat, you have to give me some soup..."
Nangong Yi really has no resistance to the cute Mr. Nangong.
I don't know why, but I feel from the bottom of my heart that Nangong will never hurt her.
That kind of instinctive trust was something she had never had before, and she was happy about it.
His clothes were torn apart by him. After bathing, Nangong Yi was not wearing any underwear, so her upper body was exposed in front of him like this.
Skin-to-skin contact, with an indescribable intimacy.
After a long time, Nangong Jue raised his head, kissed her lips gently, and showed a gentle smile, "You are mine!"
His voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded terrible.
Nangong Yi was almost bewitched.
He lowered his head and bit his lip, "You are mine!"
Nangong Jue laughed instantly when he heard what she said.
He reached out to help her put on her pajamas, lifted the quilt to cover the two of them, and spread his arms toward her.
Nangong Yi smiled slightly, rolled into his arms consciously, and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist.
"Hmm...it really looks like a Trojan horse." Nangong Jue lowered his head and sniffed the hair next to her ear, sighed, then lowered his head and sucked out a red mark on her collarbone.
Nangong Yi's face turned red and she pushed him gently, "It's so itchy. Go to sleep."
Nangong Jue smiled slightly, "Good night."
The next morning, Nangong Jue was the first to wake up from his dream.
Smelling the familiar aroma in my nose, the corners of my mouth were already raised before my eyes were opened.
Ever since she came to her room to rest, the two of them had used the same shampoo and shower gel, and each other's scents were lingering in the air, entwined and affectionate.
He opened his eyes and looked down at the lovely woman who shrank into a shrimp shape in his arms, her eyes so gentle that they seemed to be dripping with water.
"Baby, wake up." He called her affectionately, using the most familiar way to wake her up.
He lowered his head gently, took her cherry lips in his mouth, sucked and nibbled them carefully.
"Well..." The all-too-familiar breath filled the nasal cavity, and Nangong Yi almost suffocated. He had to open his eyes and look at the person in front of him sleepily.
She tilted her head slightly to avoid his lips, and said coquettishly, "Daddy!"
Nangong Jue smiled slightly, gently took her hand that was placed on his naked chest, and said softly, "Sexy girl!"
Nangong Yi's face was slightly red, and she was very disdainful of her behavior of always taking off his clothes in her sleep, but there was nothing she could do about it.
Looking at her cute appearance, Nangong Jue couldn't help but laugh out loud. He gently let go of her, sat up from the bed, and shook his arm that was numb from her pillow.
He reached out and pulled her out of the quilt, "Be good, you have to go to school today."
Nangong Yi leaned softly in her arms, hugged his waist and yawned with her eyes closed, "I don't want to go."
It looked so much like a lazy Persian cat that Nangong Jue loved her so much that he couldn't help but kiss her again. His flexible tongue ran into her mouth, teasing her and making her sweet and soft.
uvula.
Nangong Yi let him do what he did, as if she was used to such intimacy. Her face didn't turn red, her heart didn't beat, and she didn't respond or refuse.
This morning really kicked off after these two deep kisses.
ps: Let me reiterate that what Yaya writes is a pampering novel! The ultimate pampering! There are twists and turns, but the relationship between the two protagonists is very firm, so basically there will be no particularly heart-wrenching sadistic plots... So dear friends, please feel free to collect it!
