Her fingers lingered on his lean waist, but they did not stick to his shirt after all, and fell straight down.
He hadn't mentioned anything about his relationship to her for such a long time, and she thought she could get away with it.
But he just said that he wants to take a step closer She also wanted to be one step closer to him.
She wanted to think about it so much.
She couldn't help but think about it a long time ago.
But she has been escaping from her feelings.
She has too many considerations and constraints that prevent her from letting her feelings go, so she has been waiting silently at home as a secret admirer, waiting for him to come back for a bite of food, waiting for him Come back, change some clothes, and look at his back to comfort the lovesickness in your heart.
She thought that he could keep silent and she could hide here safely and watch him from a distance.
But today, when he made his words clear like this, she could no longer escape.
Now that things have come to a point, she knows exactly what to do.
But now, her heart can no longer accept her own control She had no reluctance at all to dedicate herself to him.
It was her honor to be favored by a man like him.
I'm just afraid that he won't accept himself like this Her eyes were slightly closed, her eyelashes trembling, and she gently responded to his affection.
The two people's breaths were chaotic, ranging from panic and unfamiliarity to being unable to control themselves and becoming confused and obsessed.
Jian Qing put his hands on her back and led her to the sofa.
They both fell into the soft sofa.
Their habits are so full of tacit understanding and there is no gap.
What they lack is just this last step of formality.
There is no excess, no confrontation, everything is so smooth and natural.
Jian Qing's warm hands reached into the hem of her skirt and covered her naked waist.
He Yiru's body trembled, and she suddenly put her hand against his chest and pushed him away.
Jian Qing broke away from her lips, thinking that she had been hurt somewhere, and hurriedly opened her clear eyes.
He Yiru lowered her eyes, not knowing whether they were closed or slightly opened.
Her voice was very soft and thin, "Qing, I'm sorry, this is not the first time."
Jian Qing's expression paused slightly.
It's not her first time Why do you say sorry?
She said sorry, should he also say sorry?
Because it's not his first time, not even his second time
Suddenly, a figure wearing hot pants and boots and a head of fiery red wavy hair appeared in front of him.
Damn it Why would he think of a killer?
But he just remembered it so nonsensically.
But in fact, he had to remember.
He has not yet settled his relationship with Lin Susha, and he still remembers what Lin Susha said.
She said that if she fell in love with another woman, she would definitely let her disappear in her world.
How could he want to possess her when he couldn't guarantee a stable life for her.
He's so impulsive Jian Qing was annoyed for a while, and took her hands away from He Yiru's skirt, flattened it, stood up suddenly, sat on the side of the sofa, supported her knees with her elbows, lowered her head, and put her hands on her forehead lightly, "I'm sorry.
Like, I may still need some time to prepare.”
He Yiru fluttered his eyelashes.
He said, sorry He said he still needed time to prepare Sure enough, a clean man like him would not accept a woman like her who had committed herself to others.
She sat up slowly, keeping a distance from the man.
Her voice was unexpectedly calm, "Qing, it doesn't matter, I don't deserve you either":