"One!"
Jiya knew very well that he could say it and do it without too much contact. She had a deep understanding of his coldness. In terms of means, she couldn't beat Rajsinganiya. Since she couldn't beat him, she would be beaten. Play.
"Two!"
Before he counted for the third time, Jiya Desai leaned forward and touched his neck, trying to kiss his lips, but Raj turned away, and Jiya's lips fell on his cheek.
She didn't know why he avoided it, but just looked at him. Raj singaniya's eyes were lifeless and cold, and the atmosphere became quiet for a moment. Because of her posture, Jiya sat on his lap. In order to prevent herself from sliding down, she I had to cling to his neck.
The atmosphere is ambiguous.
The air was rising steadily, and each other's breath was close at hand. Two pairs of beautiful eyes looked at each other, as if their gazes were twisted in the air, one was cold, the other was warm.
He looks really exquisite.
The skin is fair and clean, the eyes are deep and cold, the lips are perfectly curved, the nose is high, and the eyelashes are long and curled, thick, elegant, and warm. I never knew that a man could be so breathtakingly beautiful when seen up close.
There are so many things in his eyes, which combine to form a compelling charm. Once you touch his gaze, you can't help but sink in, and your whole person is bewitched by him.
Jiya approached him unexpectedly and kissed his lips again.
His lips lead people to sin. This has nothing to do with love, it is just tempting people to sin.
You can't describe the complex temperament of Raj. There is one word that can describe it very well. The ascetic temptation, knowing it is taboo, makes people want to try it. This is the charm and threat of this man.
Raj turned away again.
Jiya must not have known that Raj had so many lovers that they could fill up a whole Central Street, but for so many years, he never allowed others to touch his lips. This seemed to be a peculiar quirk of the men of the singaniya family.
Only "she"...and warmth are the exceptions.
That night, he was in a bad mood, thinking that she was a gift from someone else, and he was wrong. In fact, what he liked was just her face.
Jiya was calling someone else's name on his bed, but he thought she was someone else.
A mistake will go wrong.
The second time he kissed her was also an accident. Maybe he was too angry last night and lost control again.
Women's lips always made him feel dirty, except for that one person.
Warmth is also an exception.
Maybe it was because she was not dirty that he kissed her a second time, but this woman had too many exceptions.
They are nothing more than substitutes, no matter how exceptional they are, they are only substitutes.
The taboo temptation in Raj completely made Jiya feel like a boy. She made a move that was unexpected to her. She stretched out her hand to pull raj singaniya's face and kissed her with lightning speed.
Kiss her very forcefully and savagely.
She didn't know how to please men, so she just pressed her lips against his. His eyes were deep and dark, as if he was sneering at something. She warmly recalled the only experience she had ever been kissed by him, and sucked his lips with her lips.
The more he doesn't let her kiss him, the more she wants to kiss