Met You in the Most Beautiful Years 【181】Old and Bad-tempered
"Let me go..." Ye Hehuan said while struggling fiercely. The next moment, her hands were clenched and pressed beside her, unable to move. She was really panicked and shouted anxiously and shyly: "I said let go." Come on, I won't play with you anymore. If you are really impatient, go out and walk downstairs for a few minutes. There are a row of beauty salons there. You can go to any one you want."
When Yu Zhongxiao heard her unbridled words, his eyes became colder and colder, and he was completely angered. He increased the movements of his hands without showing any mercy.
The denim shorts were pulled down hard, and the zipper gear cut into her tender thighs. Ye Hehuan was so painful that he wanted to cry: "Asshole! You hurt me!"
"Don't you just like this?" Yu Zhongxiao spread her legs without mercy.
Seeing that he was serious, Ye Hehuan punched and kicked him: "You are the one who likes this, your whole family likes this!"
Yu Zhongxiao was unexpectedly kicked in the crotch by her, which caused some pain. One of his long legs immediately pressed down on her kicking right foot, "Kick, kick again!" He knelt on one knee between her legs with his other leg, using his free foot. He took off his pants with his hands.
"You stinky*! You stinky soldier! I'm going to the army to sue you!"
Ye Hehuan became so angry that she turned her head and just opened her mouth when her chin was pinched.
The tiger's mouth of Yu Zhongxiao's left hand fixed her lower jaw. The man's finger joints were thick and strong. He said in a low voice: "Are you a dog? You still bite."
"Let me go~!" Ye Hehuan refused to give in: "Did I have bad eyesight before, why did I fall in love with you? Is it because you are pretending to be too good or is it really because I don't have eyesight, am old, and have a bad temper? You deserve to be single for so many years—well..."
Ye Hehuan's slightly opened mouth was sealed, his lips and tongue were entangled, and he could only make an indistinct sound of "woo woo" with his eyebrows twisted.
Yu Zhongxiao's big hand, which restrained her slender wrist, supported Simmons underneath her with his elbow, probably because he was afraid of hurting her, and slipped his other hand under the hem of her vest.
Through the fabric of men's underwear, Ye Hehuan noticed the changes in the man's body. Her brain was shocked, and the area where she was rubbed felt like a feather was tickling her.
Her cheeks and neck instantly turned red.
The room was dark everywhere, with only a little light seeping in through the cracks in the door.
The eyes cannot see, but other senses become more and more acute.
The lower bodies of the two people were touching each other tightly, and the man's hard hip bones were pressing against his side. When the thick calloused palms slowly touched from the flat lower abdomen to the bulging belly, Ye Hehuan's breathing became shorter and shorter. She lay there on her back, watching her clothes being bulged and oiled away, and every inch of her skin seemed to be on fire, but she still gritted her teeth to prevent herself from making shameful screams.
Ye Hehuan's body is particularly sensitive, and no one knows this better than Yu Zhongxiao.
The delicate body was trembling under the palm of his hand. Yu Zhongxiao's big hand moved down and squeezed into the seam of her legs domineeringly, "Are you still being harsh?"
Smelly*……
Ye Hehuan only had this word in his mind, and he felt sad. In the past, Yu Zhongxiao always accommodated himself in matters of sex. If she yelled that she was uncomfortable, instead of playing hard to get, he would definitely stop, even if it was very hard to endure, then At that time, he really held her in his hands and treated her tenderly like a treasure...
Yu Zhongxiao looked at Ye Hehuan who was suddenly dazed beneath him, thinking that she was thinking about other men, and the pity he finally felt disappeared immediately.
If love is difficult to understand, then desire becomes the most straightforward way to express it.
There was an unknown fire in Yu Zhongxiao's heart. The relationship that ended in vain six years ago, and the emotions that accumulated day by day, finally found an outlet at this moment. He didn't even take off his underwear, but just pulled it down slightly, regardless of foreplay. , holding his already hard member in his left hand, he kept pushing forward.
The sudden intrusion and not much water came out. Ye Hehuan frowned and cried out in a low voice: "Oh——"
During the six-year hiatus, even though she had induced labor, the area was still as tight as ever.
Yu Zhongxiao's entry was not smooth. Ye Hehuan screamed in pain from being pushed. He was not much better. Most of them were blocked from the door. He gritted his teeth and cheeks with protrusions. He moved forward a few inches, accompanied by Ye Hehuan cried and cursed: "Yu Zhongxiao, you bastard! Come out! Come out!"
What comes in exchange is a deeper possession.
Ye Hehuan's voice gradually weakened, her slender white legs were stretched tight, and her toes were curled up. She felt like her body was like a mountain stream, which had been dry for many years. Now a small gap was opened, and gurgling water overflowed. , the pain in the body is gradually relieved.
All of Ye Hehuan's sexual experiences came from this man.
Even though she desperately rejected him in her heart, her body was already violating her will.
Ye Hehuan thought to himself, maybe this is the terrible thing about desire, it can manipulate people's thoughts, and reason is on the verge of losing control in front of it. No wonder so many people are drowning in the river of desire and can't extricate themselves.
And she was not spared after all.
Yu Zhongxiao stretched out his arm and turned on the desk lamp, and the entire bedroom was bathed in orange light.
He looked down at Ye Hehuan, whose face was slightly pale. The tightly knitted bodies were driving him crazy. The veins on his forehead loomed. He had him again after six years. He was afraid that if he exerted any more force, the people under him would look like him. The glass was broken, but he desperately wanted to leave his mark on her body.
Yu Zhongxiao's rapid breath brushed against Ye Hehuan's ears, and he resisted not moving much, "Does it still hurt now?" In a low voice, full of love, he kissed her temples, cheeks to the corners of her mouth.
Ye Hehuan's lowered eyelashes trembled slightly, and he turned away to face Yu Zhongxiao's deep and affectionate eyes.
The two looked at each other for a long time.
Yu Zhongxiao suddenly lowered his head and took her mouth into his. Seeing that she was docile, the tip of his tongue slipped into her mouth.
——What started as a tentative entanglement gradually turned into a passionate kiss.
Yu Zhongxiao's thin and powerful hands pressed on both sides of Ye Hehuan. He propped up his upper body to increase the strength at his waist.
Desire, like a flood that has opened its gates, surges forward.
Ye Hehuan gradually screamed out unbearably. In the rush and impact, she recalled all the past events and raised her hands to wrap around his generous arms.
This kind of response is the most violent catalyst for men.
Yu Zhongxiao touched her face while moving, and breathlessly said in her ear: "Now tell me how you feel, do you like this?"
"..." Ye Hehuan bit his lip, the corners of his eyes moist.
Ye Hehuan felt like he was about to die as his posture changed again and again.
The man's arm was holding her waist from behind. When she was knocked into the clouds, she heard the man's low and persistent voice: "Isn't there a high level of ridicule? Then tell me, what is this?"
After they were done, they still maintained their original posture, lying on top of each other like two connected spoon handles.
After the short-term joy, it is finally time to return to the real world.
Ye Hehuan was so tired that she couldn't even lift a finger. She buried her face in her hair and heard her heavy breathing. Yu Zhongxiao was lying behind her. His bottom was already weak, but he didn't pull it out. He lowered his head to kiss her with sweat. 's shoulders.
His vision gradually became clearer, and Ye Hehuan looked at the shadowy silhouette in the corner. He was confused for a moment, not knowing where to go now.
The screen of the mobile phone scattered beside the pillow went dark.
At that glance just now, Ye Hehuan saw that it was the call from his sister-in-law.
It’s only been a day* and it’s like this again…
Yu Zhongxiao stretched out his hand to smooth the hair on Ye Hehuan's face, but what he touched was the moist cheek. His throat moved slightly, and his heart tightened. He withdrew from her body and hugged her into his arms. , pulled the thin quilt over to cover Bai Xi's body.
Ye Hehuan leaned against his chest and spoke after a long time, her voice a little hoarse: "Uncle... you shouldn't have come back to me."
"..."
“It’s really not worth it.”
Yu Zhongxiao just hugged her tightly and gave her a firm answer: "I know in my heart whether it's worth it or not."
…
It was almost early in the morning when Yu Zhongxiao carried Ye Hehuan into the bathroom.
Ye Hehuan no longer pricked like a hedgehog, and allowed Yu Zhongxiao to put her into the fish tank filled with warm water. Her hair was splashed wet and plastered to her face. When she relaxed her body, she could feel warm liquid flowing out. , thinking of what it was, a faint blush appeared on her face again.
Yu Zhongxiao pulled a white bath towel around his waist, and then helped Ye Hehuan, who was sore all over, take a bath.
This was not the first time that the two of them were honest with each other. Ye Hehuan did not feel uncomfortable. She simply used the bright light to carefully look at the man in front of her.
The first thing that caught her sight was Yu Zhongxiao's strong and powerful lower abdomen. As he moved, his eight-pack abs were looming, and then her eyes were fixed on the left side of his chest and heart.
She didn't remember there was a scar here six years ago.
Ye Hehuan couldn't help but touch the scar with her fingers, and she asked aloud: "What's going on?"
"Injured while on a mission." Yu Zhongxiao answered lightly. He poured some shower gel into the palm of his hand, spread it and then applied it on her arm. His movements were very gentle, as if he was not treating a person, but a whole person. A treasure that he regards as life.
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