Zhenliang still lowered her head. Facing the Third Master's inquiry, she could only shake her head vigorously. She really wanted to raise her head and look at him as openly as she did just now, and then try her best to tell him calmly about the matter.
What a strange thing, I finally said sorry to him.
However, she couldn't say anything for the time being, because not only were her eyes filled with mist, but her throat was also choked, and her nose seemed to be dripping with liquid.
The third master's hand on the back of her hand couldn't help but increase its strength. The warmth seemed to penetrate into her bones through her skin and flesh. The warmer Zhenliang felt, the more guilt she felt in her heart and she didn't dare to look at him.
relatively.
This time, Third Master said in a commanding tone, "Speak!"
Yes, a person who was just normal just now turned into such a ghost in an instant. Even Zhenliang himself looked down on himself. No wonder he suspected that he would be unhappy.
In order to give him a good reason, Zhenliang sniffed and lied helplessly, "Maybe I ate too much and felt a little nauseous."
This explanation sounded reasonable. The third master seemed to believe it, and slowly took back his hand and said, "If you want to vomit, no one will stop you."
He thought that the little woman was shy, so he tightened his hands and secretly exerted force, suppressing the desire to vomit, and lowered his head and did not dare to look at him, for fear that he would look down on her, or even laugh at her and dislike her.
"But I don't want to vomit, it feels so uncomfortable when I vomit, and I don't want to dirty other people's territory anymore, or even make you an eyesore." Zhenliang said so many incoherent words, just to hide the sadness in his heart,
However, even if the man had completely believed her words, she still knew clearly that she owed him, that she could not forgive him, and that she killed his dog.
Moreover, even if she could hide it for a while, she would definitely not be able to hide it for the rest of her life.
Third Master frowned and said half-heartedly, "I have a good way to relieve your vomiting symptoms. Do you want to try it?"
His eyes lit up, and Zhenliang nodded sharply, "I want to—"
She just wanted to divert her attention and relieve the discomfort in her heart, but before she could finish the word "think", the man suddenly leaned forward and held her shoulders firmly with both hands, without forcing Zhenliang to raise her head.
He bent down from bottom to top and kissed her lips deeply.
Zhenliang's eyes widened in shock, and she looked at the man's face in disbelief. The three scars were almost in contact with her face, but she didn't even feel any disgust at all.
In order to avoid the man's lips, Zhenliang's face unconsciously raised and he stepped back hard, but to the man, this was a kind of cooperation and encouragement.
The third master's right hand on Zhenliang's shoulder was raised, and he firmly held her head while she was still trying to tilt it back, forcing her to be unable to resist his fiery and forceful kiss no matter how she moved.
Zhenliang was crying in her heart. Could this be what men call a way to relieve vomiting? If she had known about it in advance, she would definitely have shaken her head and refused without any room for consideration.
It's fine now. Not only was she deceived by him, but she was also taken advantage of by him.
She really hoped that she really had the desire to vomit, so that she could spit out the contents of her throat at this time, and spit it into his mouth without reservation, which would disgust him to the extreme in one go.
Let him be bitten by a snake and be afraid of well ropes for ten years, so that he never dares to kiss her again!
But imagination is just imagination after all, and it is difficult to become reality. She tried hard to force herself to feel nausea and vomiting towards this man, but after trying for a long time, there was no sign of nausea at all.
Third Master first sucked hard and hard on Zhenliang's lips. After sucking Zhenliang's lips until they were almost numb, his strong tongue suddenly broke in and pushed against Zhenliang's clenched teeth.
stand up.
Zhenliang was very depressed. Her teeth were hard and they were pressed hard up and down, but they were easily pushed away by his soft tongue. What was going on?
Except for the strange fragrance caused by the charm medicine that day, the taste in the man's mouth was almost the same as that day. It still carried a faint medicinal fragrance. No matter how cold it was, no matter how hard he resisted, he could not deny the refreshing fragrance of the medicine.
The man's kissing skills were the same as last time. Although they had improved, they still seemed jerky and clearly lacked technique.
As Zhenliang endured it helplessly, she couldn't help but wonder, could he be telling the truth? He really hadn't touched other women? Especially the charming Zi Wu?
Zi Wu was so beautiful, why didn't he touch her? Why did he touch this ugly girl so many times? She was really puzzled. Could it be that he thought she, a lady from a wealthy family, was cleaner than Zi Wu?
The strength that Zhenliang had regained from eating pastries was lost bit by bit under Third Master's forceful kiss. Sometimes the man kissed her lips, sometimes entangled her tongue, sometimes licked her gums, and he did everything he could.
, especially the strength.
At first, it felt painful, and gradually, I lost consciousness, and then, it seemed like strands of sweetness overflowed from nowhere, attracting people's hearts and charming my mind.
Zhenliang's breathing became more and more rapid, and her whole body gradually began to tremble as if she had lost all her strength. Fortunately, she was sitting on a chair, otherwise she might have fallen to the ground by now.
When the sweetness in his mouth became more and more intense, a thought flashed through Zhenliang's mind: This body is not mine, especially the lips and tongue on it, so what if I was kissed by him? I don't reject it anyway.
As he approaches, the relationship between me and him is no longer innocent enough, so instead of passively being bullied by him, why not give some response to make myself more comfortable, and find an opportunity to give him some good fruits?
Thinking of this, Zhenliang felt that all the energy that had been exhausted seemed to be slowly coming back.
Although she has no experience in kissing, she thinks she has seen more kisses than Mr. San, and her understanding of kissing is much higher than Mr. San.
Oh, she still feels advanced and proud of being a modern person.
With the intention of making the man completely lost, Zhenliang took the initiative to raise her hands and circled his neck instead, and brought her limp body close to his chest. Her tongue, which had been still and refused to move, was slightly organized in his mouth.
Drawing on the ground, turning in circles, as leisurely and lingering as dancing.
Of course, that was her narcissistic belief and fantasy. In fact, in the eyes of the third master, her kissing skills were also poor.
Two men and women who despised each other unconsciously fell in love with the wonderful feeling of being dependent on each other.