"Don't you want to pledge yourself to me?" Yan Xiaoqing approached me and whispered in my ear.
The thunder outside started to sound again, but even if there were countless lightning strikes at this moment, I wouldn't have any big reaction. At most, I could just say calmly, "Oh, it's lightning."
Because all my attention is focused on my body, there is something familiar there that is pressing against me. Why does it seem familiar? Because Xia Yan also has one!
"I am...I said it!" I looked at him at a loss.
"Then why are you looking at me with such a blank expression?" Yan Xiaoqing half-smiled, and removed the palm that was holding my chest, then rubbed my collarbone, and gently drew circles on it with her fingers.
Why?
It's like going to the street to buy clothes and talking to the boss about the price. The boss said that if ten taels of silver were less, he wouldn't sell it. I said seven taels. After some deliberation, I was about to give up. Then the boss suddenly said, do you want three taels of silver? No? One tael? One tael.
Still don’t want it? Do you want it as a free gift? For a woman, it is certainly a great thing for a woman to receive a piece of clothing for free from her boss.
But for me now, Yan Xiaoqing asking me if I want to pledge myself to him is equivalent to that piece of clothing given away for free.
Happiness comes so suddenly, of course it needs a buffer.
"I...I...that...that..."
Zhenzhen responded, and when the book comes to use, I will regret it less. I have not read so many books, I don’t know the tone of Fenghuaxueyue, and I don’t know how to answer Yan Xiaoqing’s question.
When I was young, I learned most about how to wield swords and guns from my father. My father was a straightforward person and did not beat around the bush!
If my father were here now, how would he answer? He would definitely say without hesitation, OK, come on! Simple and clear.
But, will it scare Yan Xiaoqing if I say this?
When I was hesitating whether my too straightforward answer would frighten him, a wet and hot tongue suddenly came in and rushed forward, as if it wanted to swallow me. It tossed and sucked for a while, teased me evilly, and then
Go deeper...and deeper...
This is my first kiss...
Some people say that a woman's first kiss must be reserved for the most important person to reflect the value of the kiss.
But for a married princess, it is really a luxury to be able to dedicate her first kiss to her important person. We are not qualified to choose a husband at all, so the first kiss of most married women has no meaning at all, it is just to satisfy the husband's bed needs.
The request above.
But now I am lucky enough to give this kiss to Yan Xiaoqing.
No matter whether Yan Xiaoqing likes me or not, it doesn't matter. What matters is that at this time, I feel that I have done nothing wrong.
Boom... the thunder outside became more and more intense, the oil lamp inside the tent flickered on and off, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a heavy rain outside, beating on the roof of the tent like a drum, as fierce as a battlefield!
I once read a book, which described a scene of a woman and her beloved man lingering, with flowing water on a small bridge, thin shirts flying, and drizzle outside. This scene was engraved in my mind, and I imagined that if I get married, I will definitely
Choose a beautiful day to spend time with your husband.
Now I don’t think about it so much anymore. What does lightning mean? What about thunder and rain? Even if there is a knife outside, I don’t care anymore!
"Why are you crying again?" Yan Xiaoqing suddenly paused and looked at me displeased with her deep eyes.
"...You...you hurt me!" This time, I really need to explain clearly.
