In the darkness, the four lips simply touched each other, without any more movements, and each other could feel each other's breathing. However, Yahan's lips were trembling a little, like the light wings of a butterfly, feeling hesitant and shy.
After a moment, the four lips parted.
There was silence in the air, and Yahan's complex expression flashed across her face. When a smile gradually appeared on her face, her tears had already slipped down. Her voice was soft and choked: "I'm sorry, I don't want to argue with Lingjing and Shasha. I
I just...can't help it..."
She was still kneeling on the sofa, but turned her face to one side: "I know your feelings for Lingjing and Shasha, and I know that you will definitely not be separated from them. You grew up with them, and I am the latecomer.
But some things just can’t be tolerated. I have been angry with you for half a year, but I am also the one who suffers the most... I don’t know how I could like a child who is more than six years younger than me, but in the past six months,
I cried more for you than I did in the previous twenty years combined..."
"I want you to know, but you already know everything you say...but you know and don't tell me anything..." Choking, she probably felt that such a sentence was a bit weird, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He stood up and said, "Anyway...I never thought about arguing with them, but I hope you can treat me well...I can't control that much. Whether you treat me as a friend or a teacher, I...well...
"
Before she finished speaking, her lips were blocked again. This time, it was Jiaming who took the initiative to hug her. In the darkness, there was a subtle kiss and increasingly rapid breathing. A few seconds later, Jiaming
Then he sighed softly: "If you keep talking, I will feel that I am really rotten..."
Yahan held his shoulders and adjusted her rapid breathing: "Be better to me..." Tears burst out.
"May I?"
"You...if you say such things again, I can't bear it anymore..." She tried hard to suppress her violent choking, "Do you want me to cry loudly in front of you?"
When things have developed to this point, there is naturally no need to talk nonsense. The snacks on the small round table fell to the floor. As Yahan whispered "Ah", Jiaming hugged her lightly.
When they first met, there was a huge age difference between the two. In terms of height, Jia Ming always gave people the feeling of a child. Therefore, this kind of misplaced princess hug was the first time for both of them.
In Jiaming's arms, Yahan put her hands around his shoulders and neck, whispering: "I used to call you brother Jiaming, and I dreamed that you hugged me. I thought it was funny... I didn't expect that there would be such a time. I felt
I feel like a child..."
"For me...it has been a long time ago..."
Jiaming answered softly and put her body on the soft bed, but her upper body was also pulled down.
"Is it really okay?" A hand reached into the soft hair. Before Yahan decided to cry to this guy, Jiaming smiled and gently stroked the back of her neck, "I mean
Your illness..."
"Uh..." The body froze, and then De Yahan whispered, "I heard the doctor said... don't be too intense, it will be fine..."
"Um……"
"Anyway...it's like this...don't try to make excuses..."
"But your hands are holding me tight, how can I undress you..."
Embarrassed for a moment, she sheepishly let go of her hands holding Jiaming. Then she laid them flat on both sides of her body, looking straight at the ceiling, and her chest heaved violently, showing her inner uneasiness.
.
"Looks like a frog waiting to be dissected..."
"Stop teasing me..." Yahan choked, and for a moment, she said in an inaudible voice: "I...I've never done this before... Could you please be gentler..."
"Um."
…
…
In the darkness, she tried her best to relax her tense body through groping kisses and groping touches. She used her hand to unbutton her clothes one by one, and slowly took off her warm coat with thick velvet.
She took off her new pink sweater and cooperated with him to open the subway buckle of her belt, releasing the restraints on her waist. When she touched her thigh, she subconsciously clamped the hand and took a deep breath before letting go. Cooperate.
As he slowly took off his trousers, he loosened the hook of the bra he bought for her at noon. Finally, in his hands, he took off the pure white underwear he also bought for her, and took off the naked and pure body.
Presented...
The young man gently pulled up the quilt and covered their bodies.
Everything was going on slowly in the dark room. Sometimes, the touch on her skin almost made her feel suffocated. She felt uneasy and nervous. There was a hot and hot feeling where her skin came into contact. She tensed her body there.
, experiencing the weird emotions provoked by a man for the first time in her life, when that hand slid restlessly between her legs, desire surged up like an overwhelming sea.
Even though she clenched her teeth, some slight moans still flowed out uncontrollably from her throat. The body in the quilt was hot. She gently held the hand that was causing trouble, but she couldn't stop any behavior. I don't know why.
At that moment, the intense emotions in the body suddenly burst out, and all the limbs and five internal organs lost their strength in an instant, and they were so light that they could no longer make any movements. There was something in the chaotic mind that wanted to protest. It was also at this time that the people who were originally close to each other suddenly
The legs were gently separated without any resistance at all, and the body she had felt but did not dare to take the initiative to touch now gently leaned forward...
Not long after, the pain that had been suppressed to the lowest level finally came from between her legs. Like steel, like fire, it surged up from her heart. From the uncontrollable moans in her throat, something filled her body.
The entire body, or in other words, a ritual that was of great significance to her entire life, was finally completed.
The two bodies hugged each other without any barrier, and she cried softly...
…
…
That may not be considered a perfect sex, but if we evaluate it in terms of its meaning and feeling to each other, the sex is almost perfect. They hold each other in the same posture from beginning to end, and she feels that
With every movement of his body on her body, he felt the whole process of the pain from the onset to the gradual weakening, and finally clearly felt that he was shooting those things into her body. From her initial excitement to being unable to suppress it to the end,
She actually felt a sense of calmness and warmth like that of an old married couple. This feeling probably came from Jiaming's comfort and accommodation to her.
Even though her body was tired, the feeling of satisfaction filled her heart. The two hugged each other and talked for a while in an almost whispering tone before falling into a deep sleep. Thinking about it afterwards, the first sentence she said seemed a bit silly.
There is some resentment and some self-pity. The sentence is: "I will not compete with Lingjing and Shasha..."
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After saying this, I felt that I was really stupid, so I added: "So... you are not allowed to give up on me all the time, and you are not allowed to say that you don't know me after this time..."
Such words naturally made it difficult for Jiaming to answer. He just tightened his arms around her and buried her head on Jiaming's shoulders. She whispered: "Can I get pregnant?"
"I do not know……"
"Do you want me to help you have the baby?"
"Well..." For some people, it may be weird to talk about children when they go to bed for the first time, but based on their understanding of each other, there is no such problem, probably because they are both conservative people...
... He hummed slightly, nodded, and Jia Ming said with some hesitation: "But..."
"I understand... you usually don't like to interact with others, but you actually care about relationships... you want to be the father of your child normally..."
"..."
"But in that case... I may not be able to give you a child in my lifetime..."
"……sorry."
"It doesn't matter..." Yahan said with a smile, "I understand, and... I'm not afraid of what others will say, but your figure will be out of shape after you give birth to a child. I am your mistress now, and I don't want you to dislike it so soon.
I...Jia Ming, do you think all the people in the world who are willing to be mistresses are like me..."
"you are not."
"It's the same with best friends you can sleep with..." Yahan held on to sleepiness and murmured, "Some are for money, some are for love. From today on, Zhang Yahan is Gu Jiaming's mistress."
Unable to answer such a sentence, Jiaming also knew that he did not need to answer. With hazy eyes open, Yahan found Jiaming's lips and kissed them gently: "I... don't care anymore... my friends too
Okay, mistress, if you treat me well, I will be satisfied... I don't care about dignity, other people's opinions, and evaluations. Jiaming, can you promise me something?"
"Um?"
"We are both still very young and have a lot of time. I am more than six years older than you, but I am only twenty-three years old. None of us know what is on the road ahead, but...if one day you think it's okay,
If we are still together, can you let me give birth to a child for you?"
"……Um."
"I am... so happy today..."
Whispering in a low voice, Yahan smiled and fell into a sweet dream...