Rouyu was half lying on the bed, looking at Zhihao with doubtful eyes, still brooding over Zhihao's unsatisfactory explanation just now.
The soft pillow was cushioned behind her back, Rouyu leaned on the shop floor, her smiling eyes were mixed with other elements, her eyes slowly moved away, Rouyu carefully played with the exquisite necklace. It was indeed an exquisite necklace, and it was first handed to her
In Rouyu's hand, Rouyu didn't look at it carefully.
It was already time to go to bed. Rouyu, who had been tired for a day, was not sleepy at all and was looking at the diamond necklace in her hand with great interest. No, it should be admiration.
Zhihao had already gone back to his room and lay down when Rouyu called him over.
Zhihao was sitting on the edge of the shop, his soft and delicate white hands complementing the color of the platinum necklace.
After looking at it for a long time, Rouyu said slowly, "Put it on for me and see if it looks good?"
It was the second time tonight to put a necklace on a beautiful woman again. Apart from the ambiguity, this action alone made Zhihao dizzy with the multiple stimulations of sight, smell and touch.
It is true that Zhihao was more willing to put a necklace on his sister Rouyu. His movements were more coordinated and natural, moistening things silently like spring rain.
The necklace was worn on Rouyu's delicate neck, adding a lot of beauty to this beautiful sister. The colors and styles were very coordinated, as if it was tailor-made for Rouyu. Zhihao smiled and said, "It looks better than..."
Zhihao didn't finish the last part of his sentence, but Rouyu knew it well and said with a smile, "Doesn't it look better than what Fan Juan wears?"
Zhihao was stunned and had to nod.
Rouyu rolled her eyes at Zhihao, "I don't want those worn by others, just take them off."
"Sister Fan just put it on to show me how good it looked." Zhihao explained with a smile, "I was afraid you wouldn't like it, so I tried it on."
"That's it." Rouyu smiled, with an expression as if Zhihao could not escape his blazing eyes no matter what happened, "No wonder you smell like that?"
"What kind of smell can it have? The little girl is in charge of everything!" Zhihao rolled his eyes at Rouyu and scolded her with a smile. If Rouyu had observed more carefully, she would definitely have discovered Zhihao's inner world.
I felt a little bit uneasy and self-blame.
"What kind of smell do you think it can smell like? It's the smell of a beautiful woman." Rouyu smiled in a nonchalant tone, with a bit of complacency in being a good girl, "I'm doing it for your own good, your sister,
You have to think about your future."
Zhihao asked with a smile, "How do you say this?"
"Think about it, although Sister Fan Juan is the boss of a certain force, she is a beauty, graceful and beautiful. If you show closeness to Sister Fan Juan, I will support it." Before Zhihao could speak,
Rouyu continued, "If you are interested in other women, I have to check it. The environment here is not very good to begin with."
Rouyu's meaning couldn't be clearer. Women from good families can barely get close to each other, but don't even think about it, besides lowering your taste, safety issues cannot be ignored. But, how can this delicate little sister?
Do you say it so bluntly?
Zhihao naturally understood, smiled and patted Rouyu's little face, "Thank you sister for your concern, I certainly know what to do."
"It's good to know, so that my little sister's good intentions will not be treated as a donkey's liver and lungs for no reason." With a half-sour tone, Zhihao smiled and scratched Rouyu's delicate nose, "I know, brother Zhihao expresses his thanks.
"
"How to express gratitude?"
"If anything happens, please report it to Sister Rouyu."
"Did you report it?" Rouyu asked softly.
Zhihao had no choice but to laugh. When Rouyu asked about the fragrance when he was burning his feet, Zhihao did not tell the truth. Zhihao's reply was that he had dinner with Fan Juan and shook the beauty's hand when they broke up, so naturally there was residue on his body.
Inspired by the elegant fragrance of beautiful women.
Zhihao looked at Rouyu, with her natural posture and humble smile, and couldn't help but blush slightly on her still strong face, "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from the eyes of this well-behaved elf sister, so I have to tell the truth."
"Then why didn't you say it just now?" Rouyu teased with a smile.
"It's just a small matter. I've seen Sister Rou Yu tired all day long, so I don't want to bother her any more." Zhihao's tone was more or less teasing, just like Rou Yu's.
"Then let's talk now." Rouyu smiled faintly.
"I helped Sister Fan put on the necklace, and I gave her a hug when she left."
"The closeness caused by gratitude is reasonable." Rouyu nodded, with a very agreeable expression and a mysterious smile, "Then what's next?"
"What...what are you going to do next?" Zhihao's face and eyes were confused at the same time, and he smiled, "You little brat, you have a lot of things to do."
"They care about you." Rouyu's smiling eyes and sweet tone said, "Of course, there is still a little bit of... curiosity."
"What are you curious about, little bastard!" Zhihao glared at Rouyu fiercely, and sat up straight with a hint of anger.
It was a very intimate gesture just now.
Rouyu was half lying on the bed. Zhihao sat next to Rouyu and helped put on the necklace, almost leaning over Rouyu. After putting the necklace on, he had to look at it carefully. The two faces were so close.
Pasted together. If the reader thinks of a few words that are very embarrassing at this time, is there any mutual influence on the breath between them? For example, they do not have the habit of using fresh breath toothpaste or chewing gum to clean their teeth, or they have a history of smoking, or they are getting angry.
Oral and upper respiratory tract inflammation, etc., then you really need to consider such details.
This worry is unnecessary.
The inherent purity of Rouyu's girl was originally filled with fragrance. Even if Zhihao kissed those lips, there was naturally no smell. As for Zhihao, when Zhihao walked by Rouyu, Rouyu was often intoxicated by Zhihao.
Jianlang has a masculine smell, and maybe a little bit of fragrance, but it is completely different from the body odor of a smelly man.
The two faces had just opened some distance apart. Rouyu smiled tenderly, holding Zhihao's neck, and brought Zhihao closer to the original distance, even a little closer than the previous distance. Zhihao could see clearly.
The shadow of his own eyes in Rouyu's clear and transparent eyes.
Silently, Rouyu's hand, warm and soft, reached into Zhihao's neck, took out the piece of black jade with the body temperature of a man, held it in the palm of his hand, then slowly released it, and looked at it carefully
The faint luster and warm desk lamp reflect the solemn and dull colors.
"You always wear it on your body and never leave it?" Rouyu asked, her eyes focused, not leaving Moyu for even a moment.
"Always wear it." Zhihao nodded.
Those focused eyes, that small face, those mellow-smelling lips, delicate and well-defined, healthy and moist gloss, without rouge, naturally fresh and tender, Zhihao couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy.
The alcohol in his body was still working to a greater or lesser extent. The excitement of kissing a beautiful woman was faintly rippling in his heart. A slightly ambiguous passion naturally grew under the unclear light. Zhihao held Rouyu in his arms.
I don't want to let go. This is the baby in my heart. Nothing can compare with the soft jade sister in my arms, although she is only my sister.
Rou Yu gave a sweet smile, let go of Mo Yu, and tapped Zhihao's forehead with her slender hand, "Why, I hugged a beautiful woman tonight and didn't push myself too far. Why don't you come back to vent your anger on your sister?"
Zhihao felt that his heartbeat was slowly accelerating, and even his breathing seemed a little heavy. Rouyu's smiling and scolding was a little temptation to remind this petite and naughty sister. Zhihao had the urge to punish him.
Can't control myself.
Zhihao's arms tightened, and he had already hugged Rouyu away from the bunk. Even though Rouyu's pink fists were weakly beating on his shoulders, Zhihao's angular lips pressed against her, with a touch of laughter.
With an unprecedented domineering attitude, Zhihao kissed Rouyu.
Different from the previous kisses, Rouyu was stunned by the overbearing nature that she could not refuse. There was also the passion that could not be suppressed, like the surging waves of a river, rising high and falling, with blue waves rolling into the sky.
Zhihao's kiss was far more than just stopping. He then leaned over Rouyu, and finally pressed on her, kissing her with a sound, and his lips with infinite suction seemed to have swallowed Rouyu.
Rouyu's head was confused all the time.
Zhihao had never kissed him like this before. The kiss he had had was a little reluctant and polite, filled with love and care. The passion he had never experienced before suddenly appeared tonight, which made him feel uncomfortable.
Rouyu's pretty face turned rosy like a tide, like the most delicate flower in spring, dazzlingly red.
Rouyu's delicate pink fists now looked pale and weak, and the focus of the beating was aimless...