After a kiss, the atmosphere between the two suddenly changed, and the moist air was filled with a hint of ambiguity.
Hu Miaomiao had never been kissed by a man before, and her heart was beating wildly.
Jiang Meng had never touched a woman before, his eyes were wandering.
The two hugged each other in the rain, looking into each other's eyes, as if there was an invisible thread pulling them closer and closer.
Gradually, the tips of their noses touched each other, and as long as they got a little closer, they could kiss.
Hu Miaomiao's face turned red with embarrassment, her heart was pounding, and she almost stopped breathing as he approached slowly.
I originally thought that the man would kiss her soon, but as the critical moment came, he became slower and slower, as if every minute and second was being stretched infinitely.
Because they were so close, each other's breaths were intertwined, and they could clearly see the emotion in each other's eyes.
Especially Jiang Meng, his eyes seemed to be burning with two balls of flame. The wild and scorching temperature left Hu Miaomiao with nowhere to escape, and his whole body became weak.
Suddenly, Jiang Meng leaned forward slightly again, and his fiery thin lips finally touched Hu Miaomiao's lips.
Once the two of them kissed, they were inseparable.
There was still lightning and thunder in the sky, but the two of them were not distracted, as if they had entered a state of selflessness, and their thoughts were blank.
This time, Jiang Meng was not overbearing, he was even gentle. He was so greedy that he could see every expression of Hu Miaomiao.
His blood was boiling, and something seemed to be sprouting quietly in his heart, and it felt like he was being brushed gently by a feather, making it unbearably itchy.
That unfamiliar throbbing came so quickly and so strongly, as if he had been hit by a big stone in his heart that had been silent for more than twenty years.
The ripples echoed in circles, and nothing could ever be the same again.
After kissing each other softly again and again, Jiang Meng smiled, his eyes were as gentle as water, and his hot emotions were about to overflow.
He rarely smiled, but now when he smiled slightly, his angular face looked more handsome.
Hu Miaomiao glanced at him secretly, but her eyes were caught. Her cheeks instantly turned red, and she couldn't say a word for a long time.
Jiang Meng held Hu Miaomiao's cheeks with one hand and gently rubbed them with his rough fingertips, as if wiping away the remaining tears for her.
"Stop crying, okay?"
Hu Miaomiao bit her lower lip lightly, nodded slightly, and almost cried again with a sore nose.
"The rain is too heavy, let's take shelter first." Jiang Meng did not dare to take her down the mountain in the rain.
Fortunately, Jiang Meng had been hunting in the mountains all year round and often stayed out at night, so he built a thatched house to protect him from the wind and rain.
"Come up, I'll carry you." Jiang Meng knelt down and motioned for Hu Miaomiao to lie on his back.
However, Hu Miaomiao hesitated and did not move for a long time, as if she was still angry.
Jiang Meng turned around and glanced at her.
"No... no need..."
Hu Miaomiao was afraid of being scolded, so she shrank in fear and took half a step back.
She originally thought Jiang Meng would be angry, but saw him stand up and hug Hu Miaomiao with one hand while looking at her in surprise.
The man's arms were strong and powerful. When he held Hu Miaomiao with one hand, it was effortless and he still walked steadily.
Hu Miaomiao was very surprised. She thought she would be scolded, but instead she was hugged silently. The contrast was so great, like a beautiful dream, that she doubted the authenticity.
But he was clearly Jiang Meng, not someone else pretending to be him.
Jiang Meng didn't look away and suddenly walked faster.
"Ah!" Hu Miaomiao swayed and subconsciously hugged his neck. Then she looked at his face carefully and quickly let go as if she had done something wrong.
Jiang Meng's heart was hurt by her cautious demeanor, and he tasted regret.
"hold me."
"Um?"
Jiang Meng took one of her little hands and wrapped it around his neck, "Hold me and don't let go."
"No need?" Obviously, Hu Miaomiao still didn't dare.
Jiang Meng paused slightly, but he didn't force himself, he just walked more steadily.
A quarter of an hour later, the two finally arrived at a thatched house in the mountains.
It's said to be a thatched house, but it's just a small room with a low couch and some wood piled in the corner.
After entering, I closed the doors and windows. I finally didn’t have to endure the wind and rain anymore, and I didn’t want anything else.
Both of them were soaked to the skin, with pools of water dripping down their bodies, even their fingertips were soaked and turned white.
While Jiang Meng lit the fire, he said without looking back, "Take off your wet clothes first, so you don't catch a cold."
Hu Miaomiao nodded and silently untied his belt.
However, when Jiang Meng saw that she didn't respond, he turned to look.
At this glance, I just saw her taking off the last piece of clothing, looking beautiful in spring.
In the thatched house, Hu Miaomiao's clothes were piled at her feet. Her palm-sized face was extremely beautiful, and her long wet hair was spread over her shoulders. Water droplets fell down her round shoulders and disappeared into the ravine.
Even in dim light, you can still clearly see her touching eyebrows and her snow-white skin, stained with a faint crimson due to shyness, is as delicate as a peach blossom.
In fact, her figure is all beautiful, like a picture of a beautiful lady, charming all living beings with every move and every move she makes.
Her eyes are as ignorant as a newborn deer, but there is a charm in her bones, like a mystery, which makes people fascinated.
Jiang Meng stared at her blankly, forgetting to blink for a moment, let alone turn his head.
He never expected that she would take off all her clothes so quickly, exposing her beauty, which caught people off guard.
Hu Miaomiao followed his line of sight, glanced down at her body, and asked blankly: "What's wrong with you?"
Jiang Meng suddenly came to his senses, turned around immediately, his whole body stiffened, "Why did you take off all your clothes?"
"Didn't you ask me to take it off?"
"I said it, but..."
Hu Miaomiao looked confused. She thought she had done something wrong, so she wanted to put her wet clothes back on.
As soon as she bent down, Jiang Meng stopped her: "That's it, don't wear those wet clothes."
Hu Miaomiao scratched her face stupidly, then carefully walked to Jiang Meng's side and nestled on his back.
Because she had been crying for too long, she was still twitching until now, and her tears began to flow silently again.
Jiang Meng tilted his head slightly and took in her sad look in his eyes, his heart felt heavy and painful.
The fire was lit and the temperature gradually increased, but the awkwardness between the two had not yet broken.
Because no one spoke first, the two fell into an eerie silence, and the air gradually became suffocating.
Jiang Meng didn't know what she was thinking and wanted to find out, but he was afraid of making her sad.
But if I don't ask, I won't be at ease with her.
After thinking for a while, Jiang Meng said slowly: "Stop crying, okay?"
As long as she stops crying, she can do whatever she wants.
