Chapter 682 Xianggong, mine (7)
Looking at her up close, her cheeks are white and moist, like a piece of finely carved jade, soft and stunning.
Under the light from the window, the fine down on her face seemed to be covered with a halo, soft and very beautiful.
Rong Li stared at her, slowly, her ears were red to the point of bleeding.
I don't know where to put my hands, and I seem to be at a loss.
He is a strict and polite scholar who doesn't know what love between men and women is. Even though he has read all the books, he doesn't know how to deal with the current situation.
He stared at her face, only a few images of last night flashed in his mind.
In my impression, he was drugged. Then the disgusting woman wanted to force him and take off his clothes.
He was so angry that he suddenly felt a burst of power in his body.
And then. He just—
Rong Li still couldn't control himself, and was completely controlled by the medicine.
But fortunately, it wasn't with the woman who disgusted him.
Rong Li blushed, quietly watching the strange woman who was holding him.
His rigid and polite temperament made him look stern and expressionless even when he was shy, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.
He stared at her for a quarter of an hour, then stretched out his hand, as if afraid of waking her, and gently pushed her away.
The movement was light and light, and carefully, she took away her hand on his waist.
The ambiguous smell in the air is still very strong, and the quilt is filled with the smell of love between two people.
A scholar who has never experienced **** before, no matter how stupid he is, he understands how intense last night was.
He didn't dare to look at the woman beside him, and he didn't dare to look at what he shouldn't.
However, a weak and boneless hand seemed powerless, but easily grabbed his arm.
With a light pull, he was pulled down on the bed again.
Soon, Wen Xiangnuanyu's body covered him, wrapping around him like a fairy.
Rong Li directly met those pair of affectionate, charming peach blossom eyes.
Those bright and gorgeous eyes looked at him with a half-smile, covered his face with small hands, rubbed it, and spoke softly,
"Ah Li is planning to cross the river and tear down the bridge, and if he puts on his pants, he will turn his face and deny anyone?"
Rong Li bangs, even his neck is red.
Stiff all over, feeling the softness of her body, as if he forgot to beat his heart.
"You, you, you—" The pure scholar has never met such a seductive woman, who is also so frivolous and ambiguous, with sloppy words.
Different from the anger and disgust when facing Lin Li before, he is now more like a good woman who has been molested by a bully, blushing, unable to say a word for a long time.
Two hands that were supposed to be writing and reading, grasped the quilt at the side helplessly, as if even the fingertips were blushing and hot.
He didn't dare to look at her, closed his eyes subconsciously in a panic, and stammered,
"Auntie, men and women can't kiss each other, please... please don't do this."
so? which kind?
Yun Si glanced at her hands.
Little hands caressed his face and ears, as if scratched by a feather, light and itchy.
The blush on his face almost never came down, and even gradually spread to his chest.
Being teased by her like this, I don't know if it was because of being too nervous, his breathing became unsteady, and he began to fluctuate rapidly.
Soon, Yun Si felt his reaction.
(end of this chapter)