"Are you done talking on the phone?" He asked with a smile, walked to the bed, put the silver cigarette case and lighter in his hand on the bedside table, lifted the sheets and got into bed.
Every gesture and gesture shows that he is a good-looking and well-educated man.
Xia Yucheng couldn't help but keep looking at him, slowly walked to the bed, climbed up and knelt beside him.
"Yes, I'm done. It was a call from a friend of mine, Wan'er, Shang Mengwan, she is my very good friend, like a sister. She wanted to ask me to meet, so..."
Feng Hao took her into his arms and let her sit on his lap: "Explain what? I didn't ask!"
Xia Yucheng smiled sheepishly: "Just now it was really..."
"It's okay..." Feng Hao's big hand slid across her smooth skin, inadvertently touching the slightly green marks, "I see there are still some marks on your body, does it still hurt?"
"It's much better. The ointment you gave me is really good. Thank you!"
"Follow me, you don't have to be so polite! If you behave well, you will get more..." Feng Hao said in a deep voice, hooked the back of her head with his big hand, moved in front of him, and kissed her lips.
His flexible tongue carefully traced the outline of the lips, licking every bit of sweetness. Xia Yucheng was breathless from his kiss, and she automatically opened her lips slightly. He immediately explored his tongue, and touched the sweet and smooth lips.
The little tongues are entangled with each other.
The strong kiss lasted for a while. When Feng Hao finally let go of Xia Yucheng, she was about to suffocate and quickly lowered her head and breathed heavily.
His face moved slightly and he smiled. This girl was too young, but it was her like this that made him look like a lost boy.
"You will get used to it in the future." He hugged her tightly, his face close to hers.
Under the dim light, a sinking atmosphere was created. He suppressed the urge in his heart to kill her violently. His big palm moved comfortingly on her skin.
Even the movement of untying the bath towel on her body was elegant and gentle.
"Have you ever treated Gu Qianyu like this?" After a lot of effort, Xia Yucheng calmed herself down a little.
Feng Hao smiled softly, and there was a depth in his eyes that she couldn't see through: "What do you think?"
"I don't want you to touch her!" Xia Yucheng grabbed his strong wrist and looked at him sadly, her voice trembling.
She felt like she was like the evil supporting actress in a romance drama, trying her best to steal the male lead away from the heroine.
What's ridiculous is that she, the female supporting character, doesn't love the male protagonist at all, she just wants to live and get revenge.
"Then you have to work harder to make me forget about her." He said it so easily that she couldn't tell whether it was true or false.
He pinched her waist and almost effortlessly twisted her body and pressed her under him, exposing her charming little face to his eyes.
He looked at her with deep eyes, but she lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him.
Only the pink lips trembled slightly, as beautiful as a slowly blooming flower, tempting people to lower their heads and lick the heart of the flower.
Feng Hao's eyes suddenly became hot. He lowered his head and kissed her lips gently, fleetingly, like a dragonfly touching water. Then, the soft kiss fell lightly on her eyelids, and then again and again.
For a moment, there was an indescribable tenderness, and it seemed to be silently comforting.