3. I fell in love with cardamom when I first met that year 3
He narrowed his eyes and brought the knife closer to the fair neck. There was no warmth in his voice: "Take me to your room."
Su Wanqing's face was pale, her little body was trembling, and she did not dare to resist at all. She maintained the posture of being held hostage, and led the blood-stained boy into V8, which had been neglected all year round and was hidden in a hidden place.
The moment he locked the door, the young man leaned against the wall holding the knife and slumped down a little. He lowered his head, and the blue light shone on his blood-stained white shirt, giving him a fragile beauty.
The shock in Su Wanqing's heart exploded when she saw the large blood stains on her sky blue dress——
It's that boy's blood.
He was seriously injured!
"You--are injured!" Su Wanqing couldn't help but exclaimed, her soft and soft voice a bit shrill due to surprise.
The young man's lowered head suddenly raised, with a bottomless coldness hidden in his ice-blue eyes, and said: "Shut up!"
"But--"
Before Su Wanqing could finish her words, the young man crouched in front of her, and with lightning speed, he grasped her collar tightly with both hands, and pulled hard to the left and right. There was only a cracking sound of "Sec!"
With the sound of buttons being popped out, the top of the sky blue dress was torn wide open.
Two-thirds of the upper body is exposed to the air. Under the torn sky blue cloth, there is skin as beautiful as white porcelain, like the best gelatin. The young man can feel that the place where his fingers touch is so warm and soft.
So smooth and tender.
The scene in front of him turned his ice-blue eyes into an ocean-like deep blue, which was unbelievably deep.
The girl in front of him was more than half a head shorter than him, and looked about the same age as him. However, her figure was unusually well developed.
The body is obviously so delicate, but the curvature of the breasts is not like the softness of Eastern women, but the arrogant and tall shape of Western women.
The light purple hollow bra dotted with violet patterns was half-cup shaped, holding her up to at least a C+ softness. It was so beautiful that it was ready to be breathed out, and it was so white that it stimulated his eyeballs.
This was the first time for the boy to see a woman's beautiful body at such a close range, and his eyes became more and more blurred.
Such beautiful double peaks, with alluring ravines squeezed out, lined with light purple lace, are so touching.
He once read a sentence in a book that purple represents sexual fantasy and is the sexiest color.
I used to not take it seriously, but now I finally understand the true meaning.
For the first time in his life, the fourteen-year-old boy was aroused by the beautiful female body in front of him. A heat rose from inside his body, getting hotter and hotter. This feeling was something he had never experienced before, who had always been calm.
of.
Su Wanqing had never been in such a situation. Her clothes were torn open by a strange boy, and her body, which had never been seen by the opposite sex before, was exposed in front of the other party without restraint.
Ashamed, surprised, ashamed and angry, ashamed...
It was as if a bomb was planted in her brain. With a "boom", it completely exploded in an instant, and her consciousness turned into ruins.
Due to inner fear and instinct, Su Wanqing couldn't help but open her frost-colored lips, and her scream just started when she was interrupted by a warning that sounded like it came from the abyss of hell.