Chapter 44: Kissing the Rust Smell Between the Lips and Teeth
Chapter 44 Asking for a kiss, the taste of rust between lips and teeth
Blocked in the corner of the bed, Ye Yajun looked at the woman with a wolf-like gaze in front of her, gritting her teeth secretly, "Will you die if you don't listen to my gossip for a day? You know that I have nothing to do with that Yan Hanhan."
"Tch~" the trio sounded, with obvious disbelief.
Zhao Tan was the first to come out of the queue. Looking at Ye Yayun's evil smile, Ye Yayun admitted that Zhao Tan's evil smile was usually cute, but today he really needed a beating! "Smile again, and I will make it impossible for you to laugh tomorrow."
A faint threat, but it was more useful than anything else. Zhao Tan quickly calmed down the expression on his face and said seriously: "Ahem, Xiaoya, don't say you have nothing to do with Instructor Yan anymore. Didn't you even kiss him?
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Not only did they kiss, but they also had sex~ Ye Yayun was about to cry, but she was determined not to let these three guys know, "That was when I was drunk. Who doesn't get drunk? You kissed me forcefully last time when you were drunk.
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Zhao Tan was speechless and retreated obediently. Wang Shishi looked at Ye Yayun very seriously, making Ye Yayun's whole body hairy. He looked at himself carefully and didn't find anything strange? "Shishi, what are you looking at? On me,
Is there anything?"
"I was thinking..." Wang Shishi's expression was very serious, so serious that Ye Yayun also became concerned. After all, Wang Shishi was the most sensitive and careful person among them.
"What are you thinking about?" Ye Yayun asked in a low voice, feeling uneasy in her heart. It felt really bad to be tortured like this.
"Do you feel that Instructor Yan treats Xiaoya very differently?" As soon as Wang Shishi finished speaking, Ye Yayun breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't know that her reaction fell into Wang Shishi's eyes.
Zhao Han looked at Ye Yayun, and then thought about Yan Han's... torture to Ye Yayun these days? "It's really different. The instructor seems to be very cruel to Xiaoya, no, very strict."
Zhao Han gave Zhao Han a free eye roll, but Zhao Tan had another feeling, "I think the instructor likes Xiaoya. Look, there are so many girls, but he only targets Xiaoya. And, with so many girls,
Only Xiaoya and the instructor are the closest. Have you ever seen a girl whose instructor held hands?"
Holding hands? When Ye Yayun thought about how he grabbed her wrist that night, she wouldn't say that, right?
"I also think that the instructor is interested in Xiaoya. According to my research data, the instructor is the type who loves and kills each other. He tortures someone when he likes her." As soon as Wang Shishi finished speaking, Ye Yayun shivered all over. She didn't want to be beaten.
A psychopath likes it.
Covering her head with the quilt, Ye Yayun simply fell down on the corner of the bed and curled up, "Stop talking, the more you talk, the more scary it becomes. I would rather no one wants me than a psychopath."
Touching her nose, Wang Shishi was a little confused, "I'm just talking about a metaphor..." But seeing that Ye Yayun was really frightened, she had no choice but to say nothing.
Several people on the bed left, and Ye Yayun quickly returned to her normal position. As for being frightened? Was Ye Yayun frightened? She was attacked so many times and she didn't die. How could she be frightened by something like this?
But will Yan Han like her? Why does she have a... sour and sweet feeling? It is probably the girl's vanity. After all, Yan Han is really very good, with a good figure and good looks, but a bad temper.
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The training lasted for two weeks, and during the first week, everyone was busy. Ye Yayun annoyed the instructor from time to time, and was punished by the instructor from time to time. But for the punishment this week, Ye Yayun just wanted to give her a middle finger.
It's cold, I'll be cruel to you!
Finally, the week is over, and there will be two days of rest. But Ye Yayun was unlucky enough to be punished before her break... Yan Han, do you love me too much?
Stretching her muscles and bones, Ye Yayun felt a lot more relaxed when she thought of the relaxation program she had prepared for the next two days. Sure enough, work and rest should be combined, and that severe cold is probably just a guy who just does exercise as a pastime! Come on, do it yourself
Well, I remember him.
On the way back to the dormitory, Ye Yajun thought of the three people who had formed a group to go out for dinner, and she really hated it. It was originally for four people, but she was punished so accidentally...
"It's really inexplicable..." He shook his head helplessly. This is the good thing about children who grew up under their military management. As long as the instructor said it, it is right, no matter how unbelievable it is. No one cares whether the truth is like this, Ye Yayun told herself anyway
While you must obey, you will always be criticized.
In the darkness in the distance, the figure shrouded in darkness quietly watched Ye Yajun approaching, looking at her mumbling and walking alone, probably not looking at the road.
Sure enough, when she saw a wooden stick in front of her, Ye Yajun foolishly stepped on it! A scream pierced the night sky, and Yan Han resignedly turned his head slightly, trying to avoid the sound that stung his eardrums.
There was no pain as imagined, but a loving embrace. As soon as Ye Yayun reacted, she pushed Yan Han's chest and said, "Hey, let me go quickly. How can you be like this, hugging people at every turn."
Carrying the person away from the original place, the severe cold brought her into the darkness where he originally stayed. Under the tree, he trapped her between himself and the tree trunk, looked into her slightly surprised eyes, and kissed her slightly parted lips.
Ye Yajun suddenly opened her eyes wide, feeling the warmth on her lips, feeling the slippery tongue that was constantly stirring back and forth in her mouth, and also feeling the familiar breath. For so many days, they didn't even speak much, but...
...still so familiar?
Dissatisfied with Ye Yayun's distraction, Yan Han bit her lip hard, and the pain brought her back to her senses. Only her return to her senses could only make her sink, sinking into his delicate kiss, with a violent longing.
In the kiss.
In this kiss, he poured out all his thoughts about her, and felt that she no longer resisted, and became more and more gentle. The tip of his tongue hurt, and the taste of rust spread between their lips and teeth. Han Han's eyes became clear, but they were still uncomfortable.
Ken left her lips.
Feeling that she was addicted to his kiss just now, Ye Yayun bit his tongue the moment she reacted. Unexpectedly, he refused to move away?
The two of them secretly competed, but it was between their lips and teeth, with the taste of rust in their mouths. Ye Yayun knew that the bite she had just taken was not too light, and she knew it just from the taste of rust in her mouth. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but push the cold away.
Seeing the faint blood on the corner of his mouth, Ye Yajun felt a little guilty, but besides feeling guilty, she felt that he was the one to blame. For a moment, Ye Yajun hesitated whether to step forward, raising and lowering his hand.
However, Yan Han looked at Ye Yayun with a sight that was meaningless, making Ye Yayun feel a little scared for no reason.