For some reason, the action of him kissing her palm made her heart palpitate even more than kissing her. Luo Qiao almost wanted to pull her hand away from his warm palm. Her voice trembled as she repeated, " "I like you."
Ming Siran laughed, his deep and melodious voice brushing past her ears. It was the kind of smile that was obviously filled with joy, and his devilish face was so beautiful that it was breathtaking. After kissing her fingertips, he leaned over again and kissed her.
They were deeply entangled, and the way they kissed almost made Luo Qiao breathless.
After a long while, Ming Siran finally pulled himself away from Luo Qiao's lips. He looked at her lips that were red and even slightly swollen from his kiss. His expression was dark as he placed a finger on the corner of her lips. He held back all his desires and gently caressed her face, saying in a hoarse voice, " "It's late, go to sleep."
He wasn't sure if he could stop if he continued.
Luo Qiao could clearly sense that he wasn't satisfied yet, but all he did was give her a hug.
He could feel that the forbearance was all for her.
Ming Siran let go of her and lay down on the other side of the bed, slightly further away from her. He reached out to turn off the lights in the room, and the room fell into darkness.
Luo Qiao blinked twice in the dark, her hand slowly reaching out from under the blanket. She touched his finger and shook it gently. "Are you sleepy?"
After a few seconds, her fingers were held back by the man. His voice was hoarse."What's wrong?"
"If you're not sleepy, Yingluo, it's still early." "Then shall we do something else?" Luo Qiao said slowly.
Ming Siran was startled. He turned his head and asked subconsciously, " "What are you doing?"
He had asked this question because he subconsciously felt that Luo Qiao would not do anything to him. Even though these words were already hinting at something in Luo Qiao's heart.
When she heard him ask this, her ears couldn't help but turn red, but when she thought about the reason, she almost wanted to dote on him again. She moved closer to him, but this time, she didn't say anything, but did it.
She let go of his hand and raised her arm up. She reached out to touch his thin abdominal muscles. She could clearly feel his body tense up in an instant, and she followed closely to kiss him.
Unlike the simple kiss just now, this time, she slowly moved down from the corner of his lips and then slowly slid down to his neck.
She lowered her head and kissed him. Her hair fell and swept over her body, making her look very attractive.
Now that Luo Qiao had done this, even a fool would know what she was trying to do. Ming Siran held his breath, his heart thumped, and he grabbed her hand.
Luo Qiao didn't mind. Her hand stopped moving after he grabbed it and obediently let him hold it. However, her lips remained on his neck and she said in a soft and alluring voice, " "What's wrong? you don't want to?"
As she said this, she rubbed her head against him, making his heart itch. "Siran?"
Ming Siran's grip on her wrist was a little out of control, but he did not realize it at the moment. His usually clear and calm mind was a little confused, as if he had been hit by something unexpected, and his reaction was a little slow.
Luo Qiao didn't see any reaction from him for a long time, but she could guess what he was thinking at the moment. Taking advantage of the fact that she couldn't see the man's face clearly in the dark, she blushed and leaned over to him, whispering softly in his ear, " Yingluo, I actually changed into a set of pretty underwear. Don't you want to take a look? "
Because of her words, Ming Siran felt as if his brain had exploded with a boom. His rationality was completely destroyed by her words and in the next second, Luo Qiao felt the world spin around her and she was pinned down on the bed by him.
He stared at her in the dark, his hoarse and sexy voice vaguely ringing in her ear. "This is what you said, Yingluo."
He had been waiting for a long, long time.
Luo Qiao chuckled softly by his ear,"yes, I was talking about Yingluo."
In the next minute, Luo Qiao could feel the man's desire to plunder. At this moment, every single line on his body seemed to be telling her his strength and desire.
However, after a few minutes, Ming Siran suddenly stopped moving.
Luo Qiao raised her eyes in confusion.
The man's voice was extremely hoarse. wait, Yingluo. I haven't bought Yingluo yet.
Before he could finish his sentence, Luo Qiao held him down by his neck. She reached under his pillow with her free hand and found a box within a few seconds. She pressed it into his hand and her face burned."It's okay, Yingluo, I'm ready."
“……”
Her words were like a fire that burned through Ming Siran's nerves. When he thought of her initial plan, his heart began to beat wildly.
In the next moment, following Luo Qiao's soft exclamation, her red lips were blocked by the man.
The temperature in the room gradually rose, and the night was still very long.
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Early the next morning, the morning light shone in through the cracks of the curtains. The ground was covered with intertwined clothes, and the entire space was very quiet.
Luo Qiao's exposed shoulder was fair and delicate. She slowly opened her eyes and subconsciously reached out to block the sun. Looking down, she saw the man's hand on her waist.
Her body did feel a little uncomfortable, but it was obvious that the psychological pleasure was far greater than this discomfort. Perhaps Ming Siran had given her a sense of security from the beginning, so she could throw away all her worries, so at this moment, she was only left with satisfaction.
Luo Qiao turned around and looked at the man behind her.
Ming Siran was still sleeping. Under his black hair, his eyebrows were delicate, his nose was high, and his thin lips were beautiful. His facial features were close to perfection. His eyes were closed, and his sleeping face was unguarded. He was in a relaxed state.
Luo Qiao couldn't help but reach out and trace his eyes and brows.
However, the man opened his eyes as soon as her hand touched him.
Those beautiful peach blossom eyes stared at her for two seconds, and then a smile gradually appeared in the bottom of his eyes. He leaned over and kissed the space between her brows. His mood was obviously happy."Good Morning,"
The man had just woken up. His voice was hoarse and sexy, and his face made her heart flutter.
"Good Morning," Luo Qiao said.
Her voice was also a little hoarse, but it was obvious how hoarse she was. Luo's pretty face turned red, and Ming Siran noticed it almost immediately. He chuckled and reached out to pull her into his arms. As lovers 'ears rubbed against each other, he asked in a low voice, " "Does it still hurt?"
Luo Qiao let him hold her in his arms, as obedient as a kitten. In a soft voice, she said, " "It doesn't hurt."
However, Ming Siran paused for a second before he said, " "I didn't ask about your throat."
"Then you can ask Yingluo."
As soon as the words left her mouth, she immediately realized what he was asking and immediately shut her mouth.
Ming Siran pressed his forehead against hers, his voice filled with gentleness and intimacy. He asked softly, " "What?"
Luo Qiao felt a tingling sensation on her back as she listened to his alluring words. She snuggled into his arms and replied with her actions.