"Yeah!" Luo Xiaoqian thought for a moment, then climbed up and helped him unbutton his shirt.
Leng Zimo put his hands behind his head and looked at her with a smile.
Feeling his gaze, Luo Xiaoqian felt her whole body feel hot, "You should close your eyes."
"Okay." He closed his eyes.
After she lost her memory, the most intimacy the two had was a kiss. Counting this, this was the first time she helped him take off his clothes.
Although Leng Zimo closed her eyes, Luo Xiaoqian was still a little nervous. She unconsciously thought of the following scene in her mind, and her fingers seemed a little weak.
He...he won't have to play that part again, right?!
The more nervous and confused she became, she finally managed to undo one of his buttons. She reached out to touch the next button, but her fingers accidentally touched the skin on his chest, leaving a light white mark between her fingers.
Leng Zimo opened her eyes and she was busy apologizing.
"Zimo, yes... I'm sorry!"
"The following plot is that you have to pretend to be intimate with me because you want to take photos of the scandal." Leng Zimo reminded softly.
"Well, I...I know." Luo Xiaoqian didn't dare to look into his eyes, "Close your eyes."
Leng Zimo smiled and closed his eyes again.
With great difficulty, he unbuttoned his clothes.
Luo Xiaoqian imitated her appearance in the video and moved closer to his face. Looking at his distinct long eyelashes, her heart beat a little faster. After hesitating, she carefully held his palm and said coldly.
Zimo closed his eyes and waited.
The following plot should be about her putting his hands into her clothes, but she... really doesn't have the courage.
"Well...how about skipping this paragraph and starting from when you wake up." Luo Xiaoqian said in a hoarse voice.
"good."
Leng Zimo opened his eyes, straightened his body with his arms, turned over and pressed her under him.
"Who are you?"
"I..." Luo Xiaoqian looked at his face so close and nervously forgot her words. It took a moment to remember, "I... I have breasts..."
Leng Zimo glanced at her chest. Compared with the girl five years ago, Luo Xiaoqian's body was no longer so thin. Coupled with the pregnancy, her breasts were much plumper than before.
She wore a loose shirt, and the skirt of the shirt was wrinkled, and her fair skin could be clearly seen from the separated skirt.
"Now, it's time to kiss me!"
He reminded softly.
"oh!"
Luo Xiaoqian swallowed nervously, then slowly came to his lips and kissed him.
As soon as their lips touched, Leng Zimo just instinctively kissed her back, and his hand had already been raised to support the back of her head.
Being kissed by him, Luo Xiaoqian just blushed and her heart beat, but she couldn't remember the plot that was supposed to continue.
Letting go of her slightly to let her breathe, Leng Zimo looked into her eyes brightly.
"Just skip the previous plot."
Luo Xiaoqian groaned, but before she could react, he had already kissed her again.
Such a scene, such a plot... He really couldn't bear it anymore.
…
…
After a long time, everything ended.
Both of them were covered with a thin layer of sweat, and they held her in their arms. Leng Zimo looked at her apologetically, "Honey, I'm sorry, I really can't control myself..."
"No...it's okay." Luo Xiaoqian blushed and huddled on his chest, her heart beating like thunder, and she said in a voice not much louder than a mosquito.
Although she had always been shy and nervous, she never felt any rejection towards his body from beginning to end.
