Tang Xin took off his coat as he walked back.
Today is just the beginning of winter, and it has been snowing in the city for two consecutive days in Shangjing. It is said that the man in front of me did it to please the woman.
Tang Xin didn't think of this possibility before she came, so she had to try to see if she still had a chance.
Shi Yu still maintained the same posture as before, with his legs crossed and leisurely, and the hand holding the cigarette rested casually on his knees.
Through the mist-like mist, I squinted my eyes to see her getting closer and closer.
As soon as I raised my hand to smoke, someone sat down.
He only took off his coat, and his sweater and calf-length skirt were still on.
An arm was draped over his shoulders, and a hand was placed on his chest.
Tang Xin was still too cold even though he was wearing a sweater, so he only wore a thin shirt. The skin under his palms was warm, and it was warm from the tips of his fingers to his wrists, which made him feel a little numb.
Shi Yu crossed her legs and still leaned there firmly. Tang Xin was so uncomfortable that she moved forward, almost pressing on her resting lower abdomen.
No one said anything, they just looked at each other.
The cigarette was about to burn out, and there was a burnt smell in his fingers. Tang Xin turned around and wanted to help him get the ashtray, but Shi Yu leaned forward and raised her hand to press the cigarette butt, causing her to lean back.
Just now I wanted to rub myself against him, and I was more open-minded than anyone else.
Now I want to hide again, I am less courageous than anyone else.
Same as last time.
Love to play, but timid.
Shi Yu didn't lean back anymore and maintained his forward leaning posture.
Tang Xin blinked, the arm on his shoulders wrapped around his neck, and his body pressed against it.
The other hand moved up along the waist, using only the fingertips of the hand, pushing it up to the chest and then down the arm from the shoulder.
The man's shirt sleeves were unbuttoned and pushed casually to his elbows. Now she pulled them back to their original positions. She awkwardly went to fasten the buttons with one hand. After touching them for a long time, she heard a low laugh in her ears. .
Shi Yu winked at the table. Only then did Tang Xin see the two cufflinks. He stretched out his arms to reach for them, pulling him closer to him.
Shi Yu cooperated very well. He sat down and raised his hand to let her fasten it. He laughed softly and said: "Last time, I took it off hard. Did you change the technique this time?"
"No." Tang Xin drawled in a long and charming voice, lifting up the large skirt scattered on the sofa, exposing their legs.
With a snap, he pulled off the sleeve cuffs from his thighs, lifted up his sleeves and tied them to his arms, while tilting his head to expose a large part of his neck.
Under the light, it is fair and delicate, with a layer of pink luster.
Last time, he always bit her here and wouldn't let go.
From the corner of my eye, I could see that he was staring without any emotion.
After tying it and adjusting it, he patted it on his arm, grasped it with a little force, and whispered: "It returns to its original owner. Thank you Mr. Shi for saving me back then."
"How can I thank you? With just one mouth -"
The lips next to the ear lightly brushed against the cheek, and he interrupted his words with a hum: "Yes, just with one mouth."
As he said that, he kissed her on the mouth.
Shi Yu didn't move or cooperate, watching her kissing him with half-lidded eyes, as if intoxicated.
It doesn't taste like alcohol at all.
From the moment I walked in until now, I don’t know how many faces I have changed in such a short time.
It wasn't like this three years ago. She rushed in and sat next to him. The two of them drank a glass of wine and I drank a glass without talking. Shi Yu was already a little drunk, so she started chatting with him and ran towards him while talking. It's here, and I can't even push it away.
Tang Xin kissed him for a long time, and when she kissed him on the neck, she heard a laugh, lazily, and her words were also slow and leisurely, just like her father or her grandfather.
He said to her: "Tang Xin, you haven't made much progress in the past two years. Are foreign boys not enthusiastic?"
Tang Xin's movement stagnated, and she lowered her eyes to look at the hand covering her thigh. It was a beautiful man's hand, slender and strong, and it didn't even move when she grasped it, causing her to almost bounce up.
The eyelashes cast a shadow on her cheeks, and she blinked briefly and looked at him, her eyes sparkling, making her small face look delicate and pretty.
"It's boring. I don't like them like that. After thinking about it, it's better for you, mature and charming..."
As if he was making it up, but also like he couldn't make it up, he asked distressedly: "Shi Yu, what words can I use to praise you?"
I have never seen anything like this. To tease him, you have to let him teach you step by step.
Shi Yu patted her leg and said, "Except no, everything is fine."
