Suddenly there was a heavy body on his body. Shen Xue felt a sensation in her chest and it suddenly became difficult to breathe. She inhaled with her mouth and nose together while supporting his shoulders.
He took a deep breath and cursed, "Asshole, you're going to crush me to death!"
Situ Xing stood up slightly and narrowed his peach blossom eyes to meet hers, "How about... you press me?"
Shen Xue curled her lips, "Not interested!"
"Not interested?" Situ Xing raised his lips slightly, "Is it sexually interesting?"
"No!" she replied in a fierce tone.
"Really?" He stretched out the tip of his tongue and gently licked the corner of her lips, "Are you there now?"
"No."
The tip of his tongue licked her lips and gently sucked her lips.
"Is it available now?"
She panted slightly, but still spoke harshly.
"No!"
Parting her lips and teeth, Situ Xing unceremoniously entangled the tip of her tongue with the sweet taste of ice cream cake in her mouth.
He didn't kiss her in a hurry, he just entangled her tongue, licking, sucking and sipping lingeringly.
One palm was supporting the bed, and the other palm fell on her waist, stroking once and again with his fingertips.
Until both of them gasped.
Only then did he let go of her tongue, which was already numb from his kiss.
"Is it available now?"
Shen Xue squinted her eyes slightly, her hair trembled slightly, and her big eyes were full of water.
Cheeks are flushed and breathing is rapid.
"No."
She said no, but her voice was soft and waxy, slightly astringent, and the two palms that were originally supporting his shoulders unconsciously turned into a half-hug gesture.
But his kiss had already passed over her cheek, landed on the side of her ear, kissed her soft snow-white ear corridor, and then landed on her earlobe, kissing the small patch under her earlobe that had begun to heat up.
Small pink skin.
Her whole body was numb, and Shen Xue instinctively wanted to straighten up and dodge.
This was her Achilles heel, he knew it very well.
Holding her chin, Situ Xing did not give her a chance to dodge.
"Now, is there any?"
"No, no...just no!"
She twisted her body slightly behind him, her tone sounding more like coquettishness than an answer.
His kiss continued to move away, falling on the snow-white skin of her neck. Her body had the sweet scent of cream, as sweet and tempting as ice cream.
The loose sweater was pulled off the shoulders, and his kiss fell on the chest through the thin shirt, gently biting the two slightly hard little protrusions.
As if a slight electric current ran through his body, Shen Xue's body had already collapsed into a ball behind him.
"Do you have it now?"
Situ Xing, whose voice was hoarse, asked on her chest.
"No..." She had just said a word, and he had already bit her through the clothes. It didn't have much power, but it made her moan uncontrollably, "Ah... no!"
He pressed his face against her chest, "Then why is your heart beating so fast?"
"I...I'm lacking oxygen...no...can't I?"
She blushed and retorted, raising her hand to push his face away. Situ Xing straightened up and pulled open her belt.
She subconsciously shrank her legs, but he grabbed her two ankles and pulled off her jeans with only one hand.
She was also wearing a sweater, and the bright red sweater was piled around her neck. Only a pitiful black lace dress was left on her two long legs, which made her skin look as white as snow.
