After a lingering kiss.

Zhao Xueying's fair and tender skin was flushed with redness, her autumn-like eyes glanced at Wanyan Lie, and then she lowered her eyelids.

Tender - as shy as a bud in bloom.

Wanyan Lie's eyes were so blazing that he felt panicked and had no place to rest.

"Don't you still understand my feelings? Before I met you, I had never been attracted to any woman, and because of this I was suspected of having a sleeve-cutting habit..."

Zhao Xueying smiled and covered her lips with the back of her white, slender hand.

His smiling eyes are crooked and his eyes are rippling.

The dimples are shallow, as if they contain the sweetest honey in the world.

Wanyan Lie thought she didn't believe it, so he said sternly: "Really, you can ask anyone, but in the end I even felt like there was something wrong with me."

He changed his expression, becoming serious and serious. He held Zhao Xueying's face and rubbed it, doting on her like a child.

"Until I met you, you really took away my soul. You are all in my heart and eyes."

His eyes were so hot that he seemed to be roasting someone.

Seeing Zhao Xueying's eyes dodge, Wanyanlie pinched her chin and said with a smile: "You were angry and crying just now, was it because you were jealous?"

Zhao Xueying said stubbornly: "No."

"Huh? Really?"

As he spoke, he started to tickle Zhao Xueying.

Zhao Xueying giggled and narrowed her eyes.

"Yes Yes!"

Wanyan Lie was not satisfied with her answer, so he held her face in his hands and asked her to look at him.

"Tell me carefully, are you jealous?"

Zhao Xueying grimaced.

"Um."

Wanyan Lie thought he heard wrongly, but the corners of his mouth were already grinning almost to the base of his ears, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"You, what did you say?"

"I said I was jealous."

Wanyan Lie burst out laughing, his solid chest rising and falling.

"It's good to be jealous. You finally learned to be jealous."

Zhao Xueying became angry from shame.

"Ignore you."

But Wanyan Lie was completely immersed in his own joy, his face turned red, and his teeth appeared even whiter.

Watch him come closer.

"You...um..."

Wanyan Lie kissed her excitedly.

Zhao Xueying was hugged tightly by him, almost being embedded in his body, and she was completely unable to resist.

She clung to Wanyan Lie's neck, like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw, floating up and down in the stormy wind and waves.

…

Later, he couldn't get enough from her lips, so he wandered around her neck and ears.

Zhao Xueying raised her head, eyes slightly squinted, in a trance and misty.

Under his kiss, the slender white swan neck and beautiful collarbone were revealed.

She felt that she was no longer herself, and all her senses were focused on his lips and hands.

Light fires everywhere.

Love - can't help myself.

…

She was wearing a loose white gauze dress, like mist, and her slender and tender arms were looming.

The neckline was loose. After a few tucks, her clothes had faded to her shoulders, revealing her white, thin shoulders.

His eyes are blurred, his hair is shawl-length, his clothes are... not neat, and his fragrance is pleasant.

This situation seemed to have countless hands scratching his heart.

Wanyan Lie finally couldn't bear it anymore, raised his head suddenly, and looked directly into Zhao Xueying's eyes.

The two people are close at hand.

His face was so red that he seemed to be bleeding.

His eyes were dark and bright, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Can I...?"

Zhao Xueying was made to feel like she was walking on clouds.

When he asked me this question, he didn't react.

"Wha...what?"

The voice is sweet and delicate.

Seeing how innocent she looked, Wan Yanlie couldn't bear to let him go like this... She probably wasn't ready yet.

Forget it, you’ve already waited for so long, why not wait any longer?

"nothing."

With a little effort, he and Zhao Xueying fell on the bed.

He is on top, Zhao Xueying is on the bottom.

Zhao Xueying exclaimed.

"you……"

The face is like a peach blossom, and the body is like a willow tree.

His eyes fell on something unconsciously, and blood rushed to his face.

Zhao Xueying lowered her head in an instant, looming, unable to hide the light.

Only then did she realize that she was already undressed.

Just as he was about to tidy up, Wanyan Lie grabbed his little hand.

"I want to see……"

What kind of tiger-wolf word is this?

He intertwined his fingers with hers and pressed her two small hands above her head.

It makes the figure even more concave and convex.

"you are so Beautiful……"

This sentence comes with a heartfelt sigh.

When Zhao Xueying heard this, she was very shy and gently bit her red and glossy lips with her snow-white teeth.

Bright eyes, good at gazing, white teeth and red lips.

The most beautiful and good things in the world all exist in the body.

Wanyan Lie kissed her tenderly.

A little touch, like a chicken pecking rice...and then deep...until Zhao Xueyingjiao...again and again...

Only then did she realize what Wan Yanlie meant by "is it possible?"

My heart was pounding in an instant, and my face was already a red mess.

If...if he wanted it, she would.

But this conversation has passed. If she mentions it again, it would be too rude.

Women should still be more reserved.

Wanyanlie hugged Zhao Xueying's little head tightly and kissed her fiercely and lingeringly, as if he wanted to eat her.

Zhao Xueying's two little hands were finally free, and she couldn't help but want to hug his neck.

It seemed like he was bewitched.

At this moment, Wan Yanlie straightened up suddenly with a serious face.

Zhao Xueying looked at him with a red face, puzzled.
To be continued...