In the room, Jiang Minghao felt a little irritable listening to the sound of rushing water. He didn't dare to look around, so he quickly took his mobile phone and went to the balcony.
You can see the sea from the balcony.
It was late at night, and many of the lights on the beach were extinguished, leaving only a few hidden in the coconut grove. The shape of the sea could no longer be clearly seen, and only the sound of gurgling waves could be heard.
He rested his arms on the railing, with his waist slightly bent, looking at the boundless sea in trance.
Tang Mi came out of the bathroom and saw no one in the room. She looked around and saw the back on the balcony. His back is broad and strong, and he is no longer the skinny boy he once was.
Tang Mi curled her lower lip and walked over with gentle steps.
"Jiang Minghao, what are you doing?" Tang Mi hugged his waist from behind and rested her head on his back.
The touch on his back was soft. Jiang Minghao was stunned for a moment, straightened up and turned around, "No..."
He turned around and before he finished speaking, he saw Tang Mi's white straight legs and his eyelashes trembled. There was a strong wind on the balcony. She was wearing his short-sleeved shirt, and the wind blew her bumpy figure under the loose short-sleeved shirt.
There was nothing underneath him, and the hem of his clothes was swaying in the wind.
Jiang Minghao suddenly felt that the sea breeze was very hot. He quickly looked away and said, "Tang Mi, go in and put on your clothes."
Tang Mi looked down at herself, then raised her head to look into his eyes, "Is there anything wrong with what I'm wearing?"
Jiang Minghao lowered his eyes and glanced at her, with a smile in her beautiful fox eyes.
He closed his eyes and put his fingertips on her forehead, "Put on your pants."
Tang Mi held his finger and said, "I don't."
She took a step forward and pressed against his body, raised her head and looked directly into his eyes, "Your clothes are so big that they can be used as nightgown, why should I wear pants?"
Jiang Minghao tilted his head back and took a deep breath.
Tang Mi looked at his gradually reddening ears, pursed her lips and smiled. She stood on tiptoes and put her arms around his neck, "Jiang Minghao, are you nervous?"
Jiang Minghao lowered his eyes and looked at her, then laughed in a low voice and said, "Tang Xiaomi, you look a bit like a girl."
"Is that okay?" He pinched her face and said in a long tone, "Huh?"
Tang Mi looked at his rolled Adam's apple and smiled slyly, "Jiang Minghao, why do you always say sarcastic things?"
"Huh?" Jiang Minghao leaned against the railing, letting her cling to him, and put an arm on her slim waist.
Tang Mi stood up on tiptoes and kissed him on the lips, "You obviously like me like this."
The softness on her lips disappeared in a flash, and Jiang Minghao looked at her deeply.
Tang Mi wrapped her slender arms around his neck, tilted her head and smiled with crooked eyebrows, "Jiang Minghao. Admit it, you just like me very much."
Jiang Minghao looked at her red lips, lightly touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and chuckled.
He straightened up, held her face with one hand, and stared at her face deeply, "Tang Mi, I will never deny this."
Tang Mi paused for a moment, then smiled and stood on her tiptoes to meet his kiss, which she lowered her head to kiss. A kiss moistened by the sea breeze fell on the lips, and the two of them exchanged breaths with each other.
Jiang Minghao's fingertips caressed the smooth skin on her face, every move as gentle as his kiss. Tang Mi was a little dizzy from being kissed. She slowly opened her eyes and wanted to look at him, but she didn't want to run into those often cold and hard eyes.
The two of them were slightly apart, Tang Mi's forehead touched the tip of his nose, she raised her eyes to look at him, and gasped: "What are you looking at?"
Jiang Minghao bent his lower lip, lowered his head and kissed the tip of her nose, "Look at you."
He just wanted to see her addicted to him.
Tang Mi pursed her lips and smiled, then tightened her arms around his neck and kissed him again. This time Jiang Minghao closed his eyes, hugged her and kissed her deeper than before, the ambiguous sound of fluid exchange lingering in the sea breeze.
Suddenly he felt the hem of his clothes being lifted up, and a soft and slender hand was touching his lower abdomen, moving in an unorganized manner, with a tendency to go downwards.
His Adam's apple rolled, and he let out a heavy groan, and then he held down the disturbing hand.
"Tang Mi." He left her lips and pressed his forehead against hers, speaking loudly, "What do you want to do?"
Tang Mi's breathing was also a little rapid, and her face was flushed.
She was obviously very nervous, but she still pretended to be calm and looked up at him. With charming eyes, she came close to his ear and said in a gentle tone: "I want to sleep with you."
Her voice was very soft and slightly trembling.
"Jiang Minghao." Tang Mi looked up at him, her eyes a little red, "Before, in Tibet, you said you didn't want to hurt me because the future was uncertain."
"What now?"
"Are we ready?"
Jiang Minghao looked at her with dark eyes, his Adam's apple rolled again and again, and said hoarsely: "Tang Mi, don't regret it."
Hearing him say this, Tang Mi's tears suddenly rolled down from the ends of her eyes.
He told her the same thing when they were together.
He is always like this, he has to confirm again and again before he dares to accept.
Tang Mi kissed his lips with some distress, bent her eyes and said seriously: "I don't regret it."
Jiang Minghao wiped away the tears from the end of her eyes with his thumb, held her face and described her appearance carefully. Since this passionate and bold girl broke into his life, his world has finally warmed up.
He lowered his head, carefully placed a kiss on her lips, and whispered: "Tang Xiaomi, I won't give you a chance to regret it."
As he finished speaking, the arms around his waist tightened, and in a blink of an eye, Tang Mi was turned around and pressed against the railing, with his passionate and eager kiss on her lips.
Tang Mi hugged his waist and raised her head to respond to him.
The wind on the beach rustled the coconut trees, and Tang Mi felt the hem of her clothes being lifted up by a big hand, and calloused fingers kneading her body.
Wherever it goes, the fire sets fire to the prairie fire.
Jiang Minghao kissed her lips and slowly nibbled down on her neck. The calloused fingertips moved back and forth around her waist, hooking the edge of the fabric.
Tang Mi twisted around impatiently, burying her face in his chest and murmuring, "Jiang Minghao."
Jiang Minghao let go of the thin flesh on her neck and looked up at her with dark eyes, "What's wrong?"
His voice is so hoarse.
Tang Mi raised her blurred eyes, looked at him and bit her lip, "I...my legs are weak."
Jiang Minghao raised his thin lips and said hoarsely: "Then go in?"
"Hmm..." Tang Mi nodded with a blushing face.
Looking at her blushing face, Jiang Minghao chuckled.
It's really rare to see this girl shy.
A pair of fox eyes were watery, obviously looking at him shyly, but there was a special charm about them.
He rolled down his Adam's apple with difficulty, lowered his head to kiss her, and wrapped his arms around her waist to lift her up. Tang Mi had no time to think as a pair of long legs wrapped around his waist.
Jiang Minghao hugged her and walked into the room while kissing her.
As the person was pressed onto the soft bed, the lights in the room were turned off. A delicate kiss fell on her body, and then the last barrier between the two of them was removed with a wave of his hand.
Tang Mi looked at his face in the darkness and gently touched his cheek with her palm.
This was the person she fell in love with at first sight when she was sixteen.
The world was so bad to him, but he was...so good.
Even though he couldn't see her face clearly, Jiang Minghao felt her emotions. He put his arms on both sides of her and lowered his head to kiss her.
"Tang Xiaomi, I love you very much."
"I know." Tang Mi hugged his strong waist tightly, tears falling from her eyes when she felt his presence.
Her hand slowly moved up, stroking the scar on his left shoulder blade, and choked with sobs: "Jiang Minghao, you must tell me even if you are injured in the future."
His figure swayed in the darkness, and drops of water fell on her collarbone.
Then she heard him say in a low voice: "Okay."
The dim yellow street lights outside the window cast their shadows into the room, sketching out charming silhouettes on the walls.
