The kiss lasted for a long time, and it finally ended when Tang Mu Zhi was about to suffocate due to lack of oxygen.
She couldn't tell now whether she fainted from his kiss or whether she was drunk because of drinking.
Jing Xiao stepped back some distance and looked at the dizzy and blushing person in front of him, and his mood suddenly became more cheerful.
Tang Muzhi gasped for air, her eyes were misty, her cheeks were red and hot, her whole body was so soft that she had no strength at all, and her heart was beating so fast that it seemed as if it was about to jump out of her chest.
The scene just now was still vivid in her mind, and she felt that his warmth still seemed to remain on her lips.
After a while, she gradually regained her consciousness, raised the back of her hand to cover her lips, looked at the person in front of her with accusing eyes, and murmured: "This is my first kiss."
Hearing this, Jing Xiao chuckled, and his smile was particularly charming and sultry.
She was stunned for a moment, then punched his chest with her fist in shame and anger, and said coquettishly: "What's so funny?"
Jing Xiao grabbed her slender wrist that was waving in front of his chest, pulled it to his lips and pecked it, "You can tell it's the first kiss, otherwise why would you almost faint from being kissed?"
"You..." Tang Muzhi withdrew his hand angrily, turned his face away, and snorted, "I was a little dizzy after drinking."
Jing Xiao nodded lovingly, his smile deepened, and he rubbed her little head with his palm, "Yes, yes, yes."
Tang Muzhi knocked off his hand, pouted her lips, puffed out her cheeks, and sarcastically said, "I'm not like you, I have too much experience."
His kissing skills were so good just now. She didn't know how many girlfriends he had had before. When she thought of this, she felt a little comfortable in her heart, as if something sour was spreading around her.
Jing Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly approached her. When she stepped back, he moved forward.
Tang Muzhi was forced to retreat, and finally sat directly on the bed.
She looked up at the man in front of her, and just when she was about to say something, Jing Xiao leaned forward unceremoniously, pushed her down, and trapped her firmly between the bed and his chest.
His thin lips were close to her ear, and his hot breath followed the base of her ear and hit her neck.
The feeling just now was very good, and Jing Xiao felt that he could do more in the future.
"Who told you that I have no experience?" He murmured in an ambiguous tone, and his hot lips fell on her pink ears.
When Tang Muzhi heard this, his body tensed instantly and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
She shrank her neck, trying to avoid his kiss. She tried her best to adjust her disordered breathing, tried to stay calm, and murmured: "I was right."
"Oh..." Jing Xiao deliberately prolonged his voice and smiled particularly wickedly, "Zhizhi, it's not good to be preconceived about some things."
"I didn't." She denied it quickly, but she felt guilty so quickly that she didn't even dare to look at him.
"No?" Jing Xiao stroked her hair with his fingers, lightly parted his lips, and spoke in a low and magnetic voice, as if he could confuse people, "Tell me, should I do something when I am misunderstood?" Prove it yourself?"
His sudden question made Tang Muzhi a little confused. She pursed her lips and remained silent, but the blush on her face became more and more obvious.
"What do you think? Huh?" He asked again, his voice low and charming.
Tang Muzhi seemed to understand his hint, and when she was about to retort, her red cherry mouth fell into someone's mouth again.
Jing Xiao's kiss this time was gentler than the one before, but still full of possessiveness and desire. He continued to deepen the kiss, as if he wanted to dismantle her into his belly.
Tang Muzhi closed her eyes and accepted his kiss. There was a strange feeling flowing in her heart, like an electric shock.
She put her hands on his broad shoulders, wanting to push him away, but she was reluctant.
It turns out that kissing the person you like is really a beautiful thing and something worth coveting.
After a long time, Jing Xiao reluctantly ended the kiss.
Her eyes were misty and her throat felt dry.
After a few seconds, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and covered her delicate little face. His thumb followed her delicate skin and finally stopped on her red and swollen lips. He rubbed it gently and asked in a hoarse voice. Said: "How about moving back to the master bedroom to sleep?"
Tang Mu Zhi, who still hadn't recovered yet, felt his heart tremble suddenly, and an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness swept through his body.
I thought, if I moved back to the master bedroom, wouldn’t it be...
When she thought about what would happen next, she suddenly became clear. She shook her head hurriedly and refused softly with a slight breath: "No, I... I'm not ready yet."
After saying that, she turned her face away, not daring to look at him.
"Like before, what are you prepared for? Huh?" Jing Xiao pretended not to understand, and slowly moved a hand to her waist.
The warmth of his palm seemed to be transmitted to Tang Mu Zhi's skin through her clothes, causing her to take a breath of cold air. Her body was stiff with embarrassment and confusion.
Jing Xiao stared at her side face and was silent for a few seconds. Then he suddenly tightened his grip on her waist and lifted her up from the bed.
Tang Muzhi screamed in surprise, hugged his neck tightly, and said in a panic: "Jing Xiao, what are you doing?"
"Sleep." His deep voice sounded with a smile, and he hugged her and walked towards the master bedroom.
Tang Muzhi was frightened by his directness, and struggled desperately to get off the ground, but the more she moved, the more Jing Xiao restrained her.
"Be good, don't move." He coaxed in a low voice without stopping for even a moment.
Tang Muzhi felt that her body was heating up rapidly. She gritted her teeth, raised her right hand, and pinched his arm hard.
He snorted, and after entering the room, he put her directly on the bed, leaned up and stared at her deeply.
Tang Muzhi's cheeks were flushed at the moment, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and she looked a little charming.
Jing Xiao bowed his head, put his thin lips against her earlobe, and reminded her gently: "Zhizhi, don't always provoke me, you know?"
This extremely ambiguous tone made Tang Muzhi's heart beat wildly. He didn't dare to speak and just nodded randomly.
Suddenly, Jing Xiao grabbed her little hand and put it on his chest.
"Don't..." She whispered, closing her eyes in fear.
Jing Xiao's big hands were on both sides of her, looking down at her, "Zhizhi, as long as you don't provoke me at will, nothing will happen."
After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, then turned over and lay aside, hugged her in his arms, patted her back gently, "Be good, go to sleep."
Tang Mu Zhi opened his eyes and looked at him blankly, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.
"What? Don't want to sleep?" He raised his eyebrows teasingly, with a hint of a mischievous smile in his eyes.
Tang Mu Zhi's face turned red, she immediately closed her eyes and began to count the sheep in her mind.
But now she had no sleep at all, it was really torture.
At this moment, Jing Xiao's palm was still tightly around her waist. Although he didn't move, this feeling made her feel uncomfortable.
She twisted her body and tried to break away, but Jing Xiao used a more domineering attitude to lock her in his arms, preventing her from escaping for a moment, and warned in a low voice: "Don't move, otherwise I'm not sure what will happen next." What?"
Tang Muzhi was threatened, so she glared at him and protested softly: "I obviously didn't agree to go back to the master bedroom to sleep."
"Really? Did you refuse?" He narrowed his black eyes slightly, with a dangerous look in his eyes.
Choking on his words, Tang Mu Zhi was speechless. She shrank her head into the quilt and didn't want to talk to him anymore.
Seeing this, Jing Xiao smiled fondly, tightened his arms to bring her body closer to him, and rubbed her back gently with his big palm, ambiguously.
The cold wind blew outside the window, but there was enough heating in the room. As the temperature gradually increased, their body temperatures also increased.
"Don't move your hands." Tang Muzhi felt the heat coming from his chest and called out softly, her voice soft and sweet.
"Okay." He chuckled in a low voice, with a charming voice and a hint of teasing in his tone.
Tang Muzhi felt that if things continued like this, something big would really happen tonight.
Although she has never been in love before, she understands many things more or less. What's more, she is also a vulgar person, and she really doesn't have much resistance to handsome guys who deliberately tease her.
So before anything happened, she put her hand on Jing Xiao's chest, pushed him away violently, then quickly stood up and sat up on the bed, lifted the quilt and prepared to run.
But when she was about to get out of bed, Jing Xiao suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist. His strength was so strong that she couldn't escape and was forced to return to his arms.
"Stop making trouble and go to sleep." When he said this, he had already closed his eyes.
Tang Muzhi leaned in his arms, listening to his rhythmic heartbeat, and her restless heart could not calm down.
Her eyes couldn't help but look at his sleeping face, unblinking, as if she wanted to see through him.
His lips are sexy and thin, his Adam's apple is protruding, and his chin is handsome. It seems that if you look at him a few more times, you will be attracted to him involuntarily.
Tang Muzhi looked at it so seriously that she didn't even know when Jing Xiao opened her eyes. When she reacted, his thin lips were slowly moving to the corner of her mouth.
She was so frightened that her pupils suddenly dilated, and her heart was beating wildly. Sensing his intention, she buried her cheek into his chest, preventing him from kissing her, and muttered: "Go to sleep, good night."
Jing Xiao's low laughter came from his chest, which was particularly charming. He looked down at the person in his arms, slowly raised his hand, and unbuttoned the two top buttons of his pajamas.
Seeing that his chest was looming, Tang Muzhi immediately held down his hand to stop his movement, and looked up at him in panic, "What are you doing?"
"It's a bit hot." He answered matter-of-factly, staring at her with burning eyes, a sinister curve on his thin lips, and still unbuttoning the buttons with his other hand.
His figure is strong and muscular, and his muscles are evenly taut, giving him a strong visual impact.
