Chapter 55 Sweet "Yingying was great today, and very well behaved...
"Then Xiaoying plans to make it up to me tonight?"
Jiang Zong also unbuttoned his Balmaken coat and casually hung it on the hanger. He then walked behind her, picked her up, and with his free hand, he lifted her beautiful chin and kissed her lips.
"Woo..."
While he was kissing her, his big hands were not honest and went under her lotus seed white sweetheart collar sweater and touched her wantonly.
The girl's pair of bright lychee eyes suddenly became hazy.
Like a dry match being lit, it hissed and dropped into a pile of fluffy cotton.
In an instant, thunder in the sky ignited fire on the earth.
Both of them felt that this kiss was not enough, so Jiang Zong turned her over and made her face him.
As they kissed, his lips gradually moved down to her collarbone, and he sucked the protrusion of her collarbone maliciously until a red mark was left on her delicate skin.
She was forced to tilt her head back, her soft jawline raised in a beautiful arc. Under the light, her skin was white, with a few strands of hair scattered on it, a beauty that was both porcelain and pearlescent.
There was a thin layer of tear film under the girl's eyes, like a forest filled with mist in the early morning.
The nerve endings in her neck and collarbone were extremely sensitive. Jiang Zongye's kiss made her feel itchy, as if there were little hooks tugging and pulling at her. The itch seeped into her bones, and she had no choice but to beg him for mercy:
"Don't do that...it's itchy."
"Yingying is so sensitive, she's ticklish all over." Jiang Zongye wiped her moist thin lips with his long fingers, and there seemed to be dark clouds in his eyes.
"Do you like me to kiss your neck or your ears, huh?"
After he finished speaking, his thin lips moved from her cheek to her earlobe, gently sucking on the soft and plump area under her ear.
"Like... kiss on the neck..."
Even her breathing was very delicate, and her voice was thin and soft, like the fur of a kitten, gently brushing against people's skin. She ignored her shyness and expressed her needs in a delicate voice.
“…”
Jiang Zong also raised his eyebrows.
He was surprised by her boldness and initiative this time.
He knew that if he had asked Yingying this question in the past, she would have been shy and would have just shaken her head and refused to tell him. He gently kissed the delicate skin on her swan neck with his thin lips and said in a hoarse voice:
"Yingying seems to have become bolder."
"Did you learn something from reading Disk E carefully the other day?" As he spoke, he put down his big hand and kneaded her inverted heart-shaped vagina vigorously. This behavior was a bit obscene, but when he did it like the breeze and bright moon, it was very romantic.
He is a good baby who knows how to learn and explore actively.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zong was also very satisfied and praised her in a hoarse voice:
"Good boy, you are such a good boy who studies hard."
As he spoke, he touched the top of her furry head, like a daddy praising a sensible little girl.
Good baby, good boy...is this really a compliment?
The force of his blows could be felt on her lower body, and the pain was filled with a different meaning. A thin layer of tears appeared in Qiao Ruoying's lamb-like eyes, and she said softly:
"Good children don't learn these things. You've corrupted me."
Jiang Zong's Adam's apple also rolled up and down, thinking of her before, she was as shy as a rose just blooming in the moonlight, pink and white, with the pistil tightly hidden under the intertwined petals, requiring him to carefully part them before he could find it.
Isn’t he just a good baby, a good boy?
It was he who dyed her, who was like a blank sheet of paper, with his color.
Thinking of this, the man suddenly felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.
"Yingying is good when she should be good, and bad when she should be bad."
He covered her and gently bit her fair earlobe with his voice being soft and hoarse, like the venomous snake in the Garden of Eden that tempted the innocent Eve to eat the red apple.
"Brother likes Yingying to be a good girl, and he also likes Yingying to be a bad girl, huh?"
“…”
Qiao Ruoying breathed softly, her face blushing as much as it could.
Why did this person say such things? It made her feel so embarrassed. Not only was she embarrassed, but she could feel something like incontinence or menstruation coming on under her skirt. She was undergoing subtle changes bit by bit.
Her slender white wrists clung even tighter to his shoulders, like clinging to a towering mountain. She raised her soft middle finger and gently placed it on his moist lips, whispering:
"Stop talking. You are not allowed to say that."
Jiang Zong also chuckled: "Yingying doesn't want me to say it, but I will say it anyway."
"So, Yingying, do you want to be a good girl or a bad girl tonight?"
A good baby would just lie there, very obedient, and let him do whatever he wanted. What about a bad baby? Would he be bolder and take the initiative to explore? Qiao Ruoying understood for herself, put her petal-like lips to his ear, and whispered:
"I... am a good and bad baby."
She leaned over to his ear, and her soft and fragrant breath gently sprayed on his earlobe, penetrated into the center of his ear, and made him feel numb and itchy. He was like a little fox that had become a spirit, with little hooks all over its body.
How could Jiang Zong bear it now?
Even if she is a cup of poison, I will drink it all.
"Come, let your brother see how you can be a good and naughty baby." As he said that, he picked her up and walked towards the bedroom holding her waist.
Qiao Ruoying quickly interrupted him: "No, I have to go take a shower first."
She had been on a flight for more than three hours and was exhausted. She needed to take a nice bath and get ready.
"Then let's wash together?"
"don't want."
She shook her head. She needed some private space to make preparations.
Jiang Zong also saw this and put her down. She landed on her long legs, steadied herself a little, lowered her head, opened the suitcase, and picked out the towels and other toiletries.
During this time, Jiang Zong just stood there, tall and graceful, watching her pick out the bag wrapped in pink sexy pajamas from the suitcase, his eyes deepening.
Qiao Ruoying seemed to feel his gaze as well. She was as embarrassed as a quail. She didn't dare to raise her head and went to the bathroom with the bag.
There was suddenly a hint of hazy ambiguity in the air.
Qiao Ruoying closed the glass door of the bathroom, took off her underwear one by one, and turned on the shower head.
Under the shower, the girl's cheeks were flushed and her breath was as fragrant as orchid.
There was more than one shower room in the large flat, and there was another one in the equipped gym. Jiang Zong also took pajamas from the cloakroom and went directly to another shower room.
He showers faster than she does.
After washing, he stood in the corridor and looked towards the large bathroom.
Behind the frosted glass door, shrouded in mist, he seemed to imagine her standing under the shower, naked, her eyes wet with fear;
Her face was white and clean, like a fairy passing through the mountains and forests, breathing slightly.
Restraining his restless thoughts, Jiang Zong also took out a bottle of low-alcohol Burgundy Pinot Noir from the wine cabinet and placed it on the chest of drawers in the bedroom.
He dragged open the storage cabinet in the living room, took out a Trudon scented candle, lit the lighter, and ignited the fuse. The bean-sized candle flame floated on the emerald-colored candle wax, sparkling like a spark.
The candlelight flickers in the glass, shrouding everything in a hazy haze; a light and pleasant woody fragrance wafts through the air, like the smell of a forest after rain.
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After taking a shower, Qiao Ruoying put on a bikini that covered absolutely nothing, making her look like she was walking on a sunny beach in a bikini. She felt a little embarrassed, but at least she had a layer of cover on the outside that hid everything in the haze.
In addition, there was a long rabbit ear headband with a white shell and pink and furry ears. She put the headband on her head, let her blow-dried hair down, and glanced in the mirror.
One rabbit ear is erected and the other is folded, which is playful and cute;
A choker of the same color with a small bell in the center is also worn on the slender swan neck.
It made her look even more like a fragrant and soft little cake.
She took a closer look at herself, and the blurriness hidden under her blouse made her feel like she was going to bleed from her nose.
The lights from the living room to the bedroom were all turned off, only a faint light was coming through in the bedroom, making the shadows hazy. She took a deep breath, and stepped on the teak floor with her pink and white toes, leaving a series of slender footprints on it.
Her throat was a little hoarse, and she exchanged a glance with Jiang Zong. She trembled slightly, and the small bell around her neck rang, revealing her girlish thoughts.
She sat in the rose armchair. Jiang Zong also walked up to her, reached out and gently pulled her rabbit ear headband, whispering teasingly:
"Yingying is a little rabbit."
Furry rabbit ears and a small ball-like tail, it must be a bunny girl. Jiang Zong also endured it, determined to move forward slowly, and whispered: "Turn around and take a look at the bunny tail."
Qiao Ruoying was startled. The pajamas were cleverly designed. The thong had a narrow triangle area and a fluffy little ball hanging down the back.
She thought about what she saw in the E drive, tried to relax herself, and raised one side slightly. The small round ball was faintly visible under the armchair, adorned on the round peach cheeks, so cute that people wanted to rub it.
Jiang Zong also endured it for a while.
If I don't bear it, I'm afraid he will tear these pants to shreds.
He reminded himself, in this night of flickering light and shadow, to go slower, slower. With this thought, he took the Pinot Noir from the table and, with his lean wrist, screwed the corkscrew tightly into the cork. With a "pop," the bottle opened.
The bottle was tilted over, and the mellow wine poured out, filling half of the goblet.
"Little rabbit, would you like some red wine?" He said in a relaxed and affectionate tone.
It would be nice to have some red wine. She could use it to be bolder.
Qiao Ruoying took the goblet, recalling the scene of the heroine drinking red wine on TV, and generously tilted her arm, and the red wine flowed down her throat.
This wine has a mixed aroma of red cherry, strawberry and violet, the tannins are very fresh, and the entrance is light, as if the wine rolls lightly in the throat.
In the light, as she raised her arms, her delicate skin swayed slightly between the thin lace underneath her pink blouse, a hint of red faintly visible.
Jiang Zong also noticed it, his eyes turned bloodshot.
"Don't drink too fast, take your time." He said hoarsely.
Qiao Ruoying stopped drinking and slightly bent her lower lip towards him, her gaze fixed on him with a touch of charm.
"I've finished drinking it all." She touched the area below her belly button, which was very flat. Thinking that she would soon see his shape from there, Jiang Zong's eyes darkened.
"It tastes good." He took the goblet and gently placed it on the chest of drawers.
Immediately, he took her into his arms, carried her to the candlelight, and played with the little rabbit's ears, tail, and the ringing bells on its neck. He enjoyed her bit by bit with his eyes, enjoying this feast that belonged only to him.
The candlelight spread out, warming her and making her skin look as white as cream, like a beauty in an oil painting waiting to bathe by the bathtub.
She tugged restlessly at his robe, muttering:
"You're really mean to let me wear something so cool while you wrap yourself up so tightly."
She then untied his ties, revealing the cold white skin of his neck and shoulders, covered with a thin layer of muscle.
Her cheeks were flushed with a light rosy glow. Perhaps she had overcome her shame, or perhaps it was the alcohol that catalyzed her, but she boldly stroked his ribs and then moved upwards.
Her touch was as soft as a feather, and his heart felt itchy.
"Take off your smock," he whispered.
“…”Qiao Ruoying did as she was told.
He traced the area inch by inch with his gaze, not missing a single inch. In the dim candlelight, he could hear his sigh, a low, deep sigh.
"Yingying, you are so beautiful."
She was a little overwhelmed by the straightforward praise, and asked, trying to change the subject:
"Why are you so mean? You gave me the wine, but what about you? Why don't you drink it yourself?"
"I'll drink too." Jiang Zong also responded, and suddenly he had an idea. Even his eyes dimmed and he stared at her intently.
"Baby, you be my wine glass, huh?"
She opened her eyes slightly and looked at him in confusion. She didn't know the meaning of his words at first, until he placed the rim of the goblet against the hollow of her slender collarbone. Through the almost transparent glass, she could see the berry-red wine shaking constantly.
Qiao Ruoying understood and tilted the wine glass a little more.
The scarlet wine immediately flowed along the hollow of her collarbone and onto her fair skin, like a stream, happily running across the valley between the two snow-capped peaks and flowing downwards.
She suppressed her shyness, and every time she blinked her eyes, she showed an infinite beauty, as pure as a fairy in the forest, and as charming as a demon, and hooked her fingertips at him.
Jiang Zong also grabbed her and wanted to drink the wine, but she twisted her hips and tried to run, but he grabbed her ankle and pulled her over.
As he wished, he tasted the red wine and also tasted her.
...
The sheets, which were originally as white as clouds, were stained with red spots of wine.
In the magnificent scene of plum blossoms blooming, she belonged to him completely.
The shawl that she had been wearing was thrown at the end of the bed. It was fluffy and curled up in lotus pink color, with a faint scent of her unique girlishness. The rest of her clothes were still worn by her. The effect of neither covering nor not covering made Jiang Zong unable to stop himself.
The thin little T-shirt was indeed torn into several pieces and fell to the ground.
Jiang Zong came three times, changing the positions constantly, before he was willing to give up.
After that, he carried her to take a shower. Qiao Ruoying climbed onto his shoulders and he scrubbed her carefully.
"Daddy, huh?"
Her face flushed, and her ears were still ringing with the sound of him ordering her to call him Daddy...
The shower gel rubbed out rich foam, and she hissed softly, her brows like the distant misty mountains furrowed, her breath was like orchid, and a hint of pain spread.
"Broken?"
In the fog, the man's voice came and went, filled with worry.
"Well..." she said softly, "It's okay."
But he decided to be gentler next time.
He adjusted the water flow mode to be more gentle, washed away the foam on it, and the white and crispy liquid was gathered in the foam, gradually revealing its true appearance.
He said hoarsely: "It won't hurt if you rinse it off."
She nodded obediently.
"Yingying was great today and so well behaved."
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The author has something to say: sweet talk, cosplay, I'll satisfy you all at once today [狗头][狗头] I'll continue to review the next chapter tomorrow~
What a cute little rabbit [lop-eared rabbit head][lop-eared rabbit head] Please give me one.
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