As a result, as soon as he was next to the bed, she jumped into his arms and held her in his arms. She had the warm fragrance of nephrite, and the fragrance of just taking a bath with a hint of moisture on her body. He couldn't help lowering his head and stroking her hair.
They kissed each other for a while, just like the fragrance of flowers in the air after a spring rain, refreshing the heart and mind.
Clear and comfortable.
The person who just said she would not seduce him now raised her head slightly, her breath fell on his neck, and then slowly climbed up to his lips.
The body is close to the body and the breath is entangled, which makes people scratch their hearts and have wild thoughts. She has really healed her scars and forgotten the pain.
Gu Ruandong pulled her away mercilessly and made her lie with her back to him, restraining her hands with his hands to prevent her from causing trouble again. Therefore, her back was pressed against his body, tightly.
Soon, Gu Ruandong discovered that sleeping in this position was torture. The feeling somewhere was amplified countless times, especially the person in his arms. Although her back was turned to him, don't think he didn't know that she was snickering, laughing.
His body trembled, intentionally or unintentionally torturing him even more.
He let go of her and decided to continue sleeping on the sofa to save himself.
As a result, as soon as she let go of her arms, she turned around again, grabbed him with precision, and kissed him.
He cursed countless times in his mind, unable to resist, but there was no way he could touch her. At the critical point when his restraint completely collapsed, he gasped and pushed her away.
But she got entangled again,
"Don't be ridiculous..." When he started to "reprimand" her, his body suddenly stiffened, and her hand under the quilt held his...
Like a fairy, she smiled and said in his ear: "I'll help you."
There seemed to be a roaring sound in her ears, and her body began to rise and fall more honestly with her hands. He held her tightly in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her, letting her explore and wantonly.
He held her tighter and tighter, and his breathing became faster and heavier. Just when Lu Yaoyao's hands were so sore, he suddenly sucked her lips hard and finally released.
This was Gu Ruandong's first experience. The feeling was more psychological than physical. He was willing to put himself in her hands and let her control all his joy. This was his surrender and his trust.
Lu Yaoyao's face was also red. She sat in the middle of the bed and watched him wipe her fingers with a wet tissue, bit by bit, finger by finger, from the palm to the tip of the finger, extremely seriously and reverently.
The hair on his forehead was soaked with sweat, his skin was still white, but the tips of his ears were slightly red, which was how he looked after every pleasure.
Lu Yaoyao blushed with her heart pounding. She pulled her hand away and ran out of bed: "I'm going to wash my hands."
Gu Ruandong followed her, leaning against the door of the bathroom and looking at her. The emotions that had just been purged slowly fell back, leaving only deep love in his heart.
Lu Yaoyao came out after washing her hands. When she saw him standing at the door, she hated him a little because her hands were still sore and she forgot that she had brought it on herself.
"Get out of the way." He immediately turned his face and refused to recognize anyone.