An Tong was stared at closely by Yin Hang, and his slowly pressing body blocked the white woven lamp hanging on the ceiling, making the surrounding area dark.
In An Tong's eyes, it was as if Yin Hang was the only one left in his whole world.
She felt a little scared for a moment, her body was slightly tense, and she pinched a corner of the sheets with her left hand like a knot. But when her little nose smelled the hormonal scent emitted by Yin Hang, and it completely enveloped her, He also started to get emotional.
Finally, An Tong gently put her right hand that was blocking her chest to one side, letting her tense body slowly relax. Then she turned her head to the side with a flushed face, and spoke in a very small voice with a hint of complaint. He urged: "Then why don't you hurry up... come and take advantage of me?"
Yin Hang looked at An Tong's appearance, and after taking several deep breaths, he slowly shook his head, adjusted his tone, and whispered: "An Tong, your current body I haven’t recovered yet and am still in the recovery period. If I do something like this, I will..."
An Tong still turned her face sideways, gently teasing the back of Yin Hang's hand with her nails, and said hesitantly: "If it's just once...it doesn't matter."
"But what if we really take that step and we can't control it at all?" Yin Hang put the fulcrum on his left arm, then gently grabbed An Tong's little hand, intertwined their fingers and whispered Said: "At that time, it may be difficult for me to stay rational, and I just want to ask you blindly."
"I came to you because I couldn't worry about you and wanted to be by your side to take care of you."
"Maybe I'm just being sentimental...but I'm definitely not here to bully you."
When Yin Hang said this, he said in a comforting tone: "Besides, I still need to discuss the matter of Daoyuan class with you."
"I have to help you carry your luggage back to school tomorrow."
"So, An Tong... I don't hate your lustful appearance."
"I also want to have sex with you, non-stop, sex during the day, sex at night, sex on the bed, sex on the sofa, sex at your house, sex at my house, trying all kinds of sex positions...forever Let’s continue having sex with you.”
"but……"
Yin Hang stopped talking and his expression became a little depressed.
Because he didn't know what to say next.
After Yin Hang traveled through time, his biggest reliance was his certain knowledge of the plot of the original work.
But as he began to gain a deeper understanding of the world, he suddenly realized that what he saw from the perspective of the original protagonist, and from the perspective of a passerby like himself, was not the same world at all.
What's more, the macro-plot he knows only lasts for just one year.
What about a year from now?
Yin Hang was confused about his own future, let alone the future of the two of them.
Of course he loves An Tong very much, and she is his only concern in this world.
But he is not the protagonist. The only thing he possesses because he is a time traveler is that his inherited characteristics are very dangerous to practice.
If I want An Tong now and completely own An Tong...can I really take care of her for the rest of my life?
An Tong is very talented and is the most beautiful girl he has ever seen in his life.
If he is still weak in the future, will he still need An Tong to protect him?
What's more, An Tong is likely to go to the border frontline in less than a month. If he is not qualified to accompany her, then who will go with her and take care of her at the border?
He must be a very good boy who is worthy of An Tong, right?
Speaking of which, Yin Hang still can't figure out why such a good girl like An Tong fell in love with a girl with low appearance, poor talent, poor study, high myopia, extremely poor, not humorous, and even normal. He couldn't even speak and made her cry every day.
After getting together with An Tong, in order to be able to stand in front of An Tong and protect her in this world of resurgent spiritual energy, he gritted his teeth and tried many things.
But what he actually accomplished was almost nothing.
Maybe for some people, it's common for lovers to do this kind of thing... But for Yin Hang, if he can't be responsible for An Tong's future, he doesn't want to hurt her in this way.
"That's nice to say. You want to have all kinds of sex with me, in the living room, kitchen and so on..." An Tong turned around with a pout, pulled the pillow and lay on her side, and muttered unhappily: "Then you At least touch me..."
Seeing her angry look, Yin Hang slowly lay on his side behind her, and then put his hand on the slightly concave curve of her waist.
An Tong's body trembled obviously, but she didn't mean to refuse. Instead, she leaned back slightly and hid in Yin Hang's arms as if to keep warm.
And Yin Hang felt the soft body getting hotter and hotter in his arms. After hesitating for a long time, he asked in a low voice: "An Tong, your stomach... still hurts?"
After An Tong heard it, he made a confused nasal sound, but after understanding what Yin Hang meant, his body temperature rose a few points.
Then she gently hooked the corners of her vest with her slender fingers, carefully lifted it up on her abdomen, and then cursed coquettishly: "Of course it hurts...it's all because of you!"
"You have to help me rub it well..."
Yin Hang hummed in comfort, but when he put his hand on An Tong's abdomen, the smooth and soft texture from his palm made him freeze. However, when he wanted to panic, When he pulled his hand back, he was held tightly by An Tong.
"An Tong..."
She could clearly feel Yin Hang's heartbeat speeding up because of her. Then she grabbed Yin Hang's hand and said in a vague tone, "It still... still hurts."
But after seeing that Yin Hang didn't move for a long time, An Tong said with a bit of resentment: "Rub it... Do you still want me to beg you?"
Yin Hang followed An Tong's guiding hand and gently rubbed her lower abdomen. This feeling was completely different from rubbing it through clothes on the high-speed rail. Now his hand was touching An Tong's hot, smooth and tender skin. It almost made him forget to breathe.
And because of Yin Hang's gentle rubbing, An Tong's abdomen was a little sensitive and she sweated a lot, and the skin with sweat beads became visibly red. After her thighs were slightly clamped, her body became more like a kitten. Shrink into Yin Hang's arms.
"Didn't you say you wanted to discuss something with me?" After rubbing her like this for a long time, An Tong said as she snuggled into Yin Hang's arms, panting.
"Uh..." Yin Hang was stunned after hearing this, and said awkwardly: "Let me think about it..."
