"Why are you hiding? Be good."
He ran his tongue from his lips to his ears and spoke vaguely.
Xihe's body trembled, and his breath was suddenly confused. She struggled fiercely in his arms: "Let go."
Not only did the young man not let go, but the force in his hand became stronger. Xihe hissed lightly, and tears suddenly fell down. He felt embarrassed and wronged.
Didn't she do so much just for him? As a result he...
Tasting bitter water stains in his mouth, Nan Cen froze, stood up and looked down. Through the moonlight outside the window, he could see that the woman's clothes were half-undressed, and her snow-white face was stained with tears, and she was crying silently.
Seeing that he didn't move, Xihe thought he knew he was wrong, and immediately cried even harder.
He was sobbing and trembling, but he pushed him with his hand: "Go away, I'll pretend this never happened."
Once he calms down, everything will be fine.
Thinking like this, Xihe raised his hand to wipe away his tears and buried his face in the quilt.
Just the next moment,
A big hand reached out and pinched her face, with a teasing voice: "Cry, why don't you cry? This is the first time Nan Cen has seen her sister cry. As expected, the pear blossoms are raining, and she looks much better than the calm and self-possessed look in the daytime. ”
There was silver everywhere outside the house, and the moonlight also fell on half of the young man's face, which looked handsome and evil.
Xihe...
This is different from what I thought.
She used her hand to break the boy's hand and said earnestly: "Nan Cen, you are still young, you are still... um."
Probably because her senses were sharper when she was trapped in the dark, Nan Cen felt that the breath coming toward her face was eroding into every inch of her skin, and she couldn't push him away no matter how little strength she had.
After a while, the young man stepped away: "Sister, do you think I'm small?"
He held her hand and put it on her chest and lowered it.
Xihe was so excited that he immediately pulled back his hand and blushed: "Nan Cen, you are so presumptuous!"
But he knew that the boy had a broad chest and smooth muscles. He had grown into an adult, and was even taller than most people.
I was confused for a moment, but I was obviously good and sweet at the beginning.
Nan Cen didn't care about Xihe's attitude. He pulled the quilt to cover her legs exposed to the air, and said in a calm voice: "How old? I was just awake when I met my sister, but how could my sister know that I slept before that?" How long? Not to mention that according to your human time, I am already in college."
Xihe immediately retorted: "How many years have you studied in total?"
He just relies on his cleverness.
Nan Cen sneered: "Sister has always been sharp-tongued and I can't explain it, so I won't say it anymore." As if his patience was exhausted, he tore open his clothes and bit into the vermilion in front of him.
Xihe let out a soft cry, trembling so hard that his whole body curled up.
She still had sense: "Nan Cen, do you want to make me angry?"
Nan Cen paused and then lowered his head, biting her neck with his teeth, and said in a muffled voice: "After today, Nan Cen will bear it if my sister wants to hit or scold her."
He actually used spiritual power to hold Xihe's hand, making it impossible for her to struggle.
Xihe...if she had known this, she should have practiced hard.
She wanted to use her own power, but this body was really fragile. Once it was used, she would definitely die, and... Xihe looked at the figure in front of her, it was easy for her to make a move, and he was in a state of dismay.
"Let me go." Xihe said.
Nan Cen turned a deaf ear. open? Don't even think about it.
"I ask you a question. If you can accept it, I won't struggle." Xihe said again.
The young man immediately raised his head: "What other evil ideas are you planning, sister? But no matter what you say, I will never let you go."
After a pause: "I won't let go until I die."
