With trembling hands, he lifted Chi Yao who was buried in his chest, and looked at the teardrops she saved like a masochist.
His cold lips kissed the tear stain, and his hoarse and low voice kept saying: "I'm sorry..."
Chi Yao raised her hand to kiss his lips, pressed him on her body, and used actions to soothe his emotions.
After the kiss, Su Ziqing lay under her, gritted his teeth and turned over, looking at Chi Yao's dark hair scattered on the bed, messy and seducing the heartbeat of the person in front of him.
Su Ziqing closed her eyes, took a deep breath, stood up immediately, stopped looking at Chi Yao, and was about to walk out the door.
Chi Yao's sweet voice was slightly hoarse, "Su Ziqing! I want you..."
After hearing Chi Yao's words, Su Ziqing was stunned on the spot, his mind went blank and he didn't turn around for a long time.
Until the back was hugged tightly, soft little hands rubbed his belt, moving up and down in an unorganized manner, causing a sense of warmth wherever they went, making it difficult for him to suffer and indulge in it. .
He patiently turned around and looked at her, his low and hoarse voice seemed to be enduring something, "Have you thought about it? Your Highness Princess!"
The last emphasis on "Your Highness the Princess" seemed to tell Chi Yao the identities between the two of them, and seemed to give her and herself one last chance.
Chi Yao looked straight at Su Ziqing without answering him. After a while, Su Ziqing gave a faint smile and was about to leave. Chi Yao put her hand on his neck, asked him to bend down slightly, stepped on her feet and kissed him. The corners of his mouth.
The string of reason suddenly collapsed the moment she kissed him.
He kissed back the fragrance with a hint of force, and clasped her waist tightly with his hands, making her neck show a beautiful curvature. He was addicted to the soft and graspable waist.
The ambiguity in the air made the temperature start to heat up. His slender fingers teased the buttons of his clothes, and his slow movements made the person in front of him look more polite and thoughtful.
When Chi Yao woke up again, she had been placed on the bed by Su Ziqing, and the coolness on her shoulders brought her thoughts back to consciousness.
The next second, dense kisses fell on her body, and her clear eyes became blurred again, making people unable to help but bully her fiercely.
[The male protagonist’s darkening value is 35. 】
The curtain falls and the moonlight comes out.
Once again, the moon sets, the sun rises, and the night has passed.
The dawn skylight and cloud shadows blurred the skyline there. The slightly white horizon and the randomly floating clouds rendered the picture, adding a bit of lazy laziness inexplicably.
Su Ziqing looked at the obedient and sleeping girl in his arms, with a hint of contentment on the corner of his mouth and full satisfaction in his eyes.
The sharp-jointed fingertips played with her hair carelessly, sniffing it from time to time.
The coldness in his eyebrows was tinged with tenderness, and a little bit of emotion was revealed from the corner of his eyes. The Buddha at the altar was finally pulled down by the lust for this mortal matter. The Buddha who used to reject people like thousands of miles away can now have seven emotions and six desires. , no longer arrogant and difficult to approach.
Chi Yao opened her hazy eyes slightly, and her long eyelashes trembled, rising slightly like a butterfly fluttering its wings.
When she opened her eyes, she saw the smile in Su Ziqing's eyes. A blush slowly spread to her cheeks and the tips of her ears, as if applying rouge and gouache on her, making her look extremely delicate.
When Su Ziqing subconsciously wanted to touch those red lips, her hand blocked his mouth, leaving only those wet eyes looking at her with tears in his eyes, which made him couldn't help but feel his throat tightening.
