Nangong will never force her, whatever she says will be whatever she says.
He kissed her shoulder gently and sighed softly, "Yier..."
Nangong Yi responded in a daze.
"I love you."
His low voice sounded in her ears, and Nangong Yi's eyes became slightly moist.
With him, she seemed particularly vulnerable.
I forget who once said that a man’s countless “I love you” words before he gets you are not as good as the one he says after he gets you.
At this moment, Nangong Yi felt it deeply.
She wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, rubbed against his bare chest, and whispered, "I love you too."
extremely love.
Nangong Jue gently raised the corners of his lips, his eyes flashed with satisfaction, and gently stroked her smooth back and kissed her hair.
For a moment, no one spoke.
There is an ambiguous atmosphere in the air, and this moment is actually very warm.
"Yier." With her smooth body in his arms, Nangong couldn't help but want to say something to divert his attention.
"What?" She nuzzled into his arms and responded lazily.
"It seems you still have some things you haven't told me." He gently stroked her face, making them face each other, with their noses touching.
Nangong Yi blinked, knowing that what was supposed to come was coming. She sighed softly and kissed his thin lips, "Let me think about where to start."
She closed her eyes and distanced herself from each other, seeming to be reminiscing or speaking.
Nangong never interrupted her.
After a long time, Nangong Yi slowly began to describe her past, including what she understood and what she couldn't understand.
It was already noon when she ended the topic.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the traces of her own on his exposed skin, but she didn't dare to raise her head to look into his eyes.
Nangong Jue was shocked by what he heard and was stunned for a few seconds.
Although he had thought about it, when he actually heard it, he still felt it in his body.
"Jue, I'm sorry, I took Nangong Yi's body, I..." Seeing that he didn't speak, Nangong Yi panicked and explained something in a panic, but her mouth was suddenly blocked.
"Be good, don't talk." Nangong Jue's voice was as gentle as ever, which made her sink deeply. Somehow, Nangong Yi felt relieved.
She closed her eyes obediently, not thinking about those annoying facts, and allowed herself and him to indulge in only each other's ocean.
His repeated impacts made her gasp for breath, but she felt extremely satisfied in her heart.
It was already evening when Nangong Yi woke up again, it was almost dark, and she happened to wake up hungry.
She didn't eat anything in the morning or lunch, and Nangong Jue kept dragging her to do manual labor. Even if she had three heads and six arms, she couldn't bear it now.
What's more, he is still so dissatisfied.
It was fine at first, and he knew how to be restrained and gentle, but then he let go and became like a beast in disguise. Every time he hit the deepest part of her, she almost fell apart.
Thinking this, Nangong Yi lazily turned his head to look at the culprit.
He was still asleep, his long eyelashes covering his eyes looked incredibly beautiful.
Nangong Yi could almost imagine how gentle these eyes were, which made her deeply fascinated.
When I think about this, any resentment disappears.
Nangong Yi cursed himself secretly, moved his body slightly, found a comfortable position, and stretched out his hand to trace his facial features.
With a hint of infatuation.
Suddenly, his hand was held by someone, and his chest beneath him shook slightly. Nangong Jue opened his eyes and looked at her without blinking, with a smile in his eyes, "Do you like me so much?"
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