Chapter 96 Little Fox: Woo… Woo, I want to see Wanwan’s face.
Jiang Shiyuan used all her strength to hug Pei Xiangwan's neck, her lips close to Pei Xiangwan's ear, and the bracelet that she had carefully woven was a witness to each other.
She was hugged, and even though her hair always crawled onto her face, she had a bit of messy beauty. The floor was also messy, but there was no beauty.
"Wanwan... you know, I've never been in a relationship before, nothing like that. I like you and hope to do a lot of things with you. That means this journey between two people is my first time."
Pei Xiangwan slowly let go and looked at Jiang Shiyuan. Her black eyes were different from before. If they were twinkling stars before, now they were burning flames.
Jiang Shiyuan didn't hate Pei Xiangwan looking at her like that. She really needed Pei Xiangwan to like everything about her. Her index finger was pressed against her lips that were about to speak.
"Shh, I know it's not appropriate to say this now, but Wanwan, everything only makes sense because of you. I don't want anything else."
"so…"
She regained some strength, reached out and pushed Pei Xiangwan away, and they changed positions. She preferred sitting on Pei Xiangwan's thighs rather than on the pillow.
Pei Xiangwan was worried that Jiang Shiyuan would fall, so she quickly reached out and held his waist.
That waist is so attractive that one cannot take their eyes off it. Not only is it thin, but the lines are also perfect. It is a famous hourglass waist.
But Jiang Shiyuan himself is perfect.
Not long after, her eyes were covered by Jiang Shiyuan's palm. Although she couldn't see, she could feel the other person approaching, slowly pressing against her chest.
"It's terrible now. Something got stuck on Wanwan's pants. I hope Wanwan won't blame me, but this is uncontrollable." Her voice was sweet and hoarse, with an indescribable charm.
Pei Xiangwan held the hand that was covering her eyes and gently took it away.
"It's nothing, I won't blame you."
People always say that the beauty of a ballet dancer lies not only in her dancing posture, but also in her neck, shoulders, waist and feet, which are the result of countless hardships and sweat. Equally rare is her temperament, which is as noble as a white swan.
But Pei Xiangwan likes to carry it on her back more, especially the ditch on her back that is like a stream. Although there is only a ditch and no water, her fingertips feel like they are sliding down a slide. It is so beautiful that it is hard to describe.
Jiang Shiyuan was itchy, so she spoke with a smile, which was so charming that it made people's bones melt.
"Maybe I can see more clearly now, what I want, what I don't want, what is obvious or not, but I will still be afraid. Beautiful hands are scary."
She looked at Pei Xiangwan's hand carefully and said again.
"For such a long time, it seems that no one's hands are more beautiful than Wanwan's..."
Jiang Shiyuan's speech suddenly became intermittent, like a shaking flour sieve. She tilted her neck back to facilitate the kisses that were imprinted one after another on her pink swan neck.
"Actually...actually, Wanwan, I think this is very contradictory. I'm clearly mentally prepared, but I'm still afraid."
Her hands were no longer on Pei Xiangwan's shoulders, but moved to her neck, caressing the smooth skin.
"You mean it's going to hurt? Like a fall or a scrape?"
She was prompted to stand up, and Pei Xiangwan answered her.
"No." A final kiss fell on the chin.
The gasps were drowned out by the crisp sound of plastic, and soon it fell to the floor like a dead leaf.
Pei Xiangwan saw that Jiang Shiyuan's skin was a little dry, so she picked up the small bottle of moisturizing lotion and carefully applied it to Jiaojiao Fox's skin.
Love makes her care about the other person's emotions. She doesn't know what to do and can only take care of the other person's emotions.
Pei Xiangwan has a very good temper. Even if the little fox scratches her or bites her, she will not get angry and will let the little fox do as it pleases.
There was a different kind of noise mixed in with the sobbing and gasping, which was more attractive and addictive than orange soda, but it was also like the strong liquor that made people feel dizzy.
In order to appease the crying fox, Pei Xiangwan could only apologize repeatedly.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Otherwise..."
Jiang Shiyuan hugged her even tighter and cried out.
"You can't leave me..." The voice seemed to be even hoarse.
"Okay, I won't leave."
The crying had become quieter and the little fox had adapted to everything, but suddenly it lay on the bed, its fur looking like it was dyed with pink paint.
She cried and screamed, but she couldn't see the keeper's face at all.
"Wanwan... Wanwan... I like you so much, can't you hug me? I don't like not seeing your face... look at your face."
"Wu...Wanwan..."
He cried pitifully, his nose was red, but he was easy to coax.
Pei Xiangwan said, "Can you wait a little longer?"
"good."
Pei Xiangwan lowered her eyelids, her eyelashes fluttering, she was worried about something.
She was afraid that Jiang Shiyuan, who was shivering from the cold, would get sick, so she picked him up again.
Without planning, without calculation, the moon was laid off.
Jiang Shiyuan lay on Pei Xiangwan like a well-behaved fox, with tears rolling down his closed eyes and only slight sounds coming out of his slightly opened lips.
By the time Pei Xiangwan had made the room look brand new and tidy again, Jiang Shiyuan had already fallen asleep.
…….
Pei Xiangwan was sleeping soundly, but the little fox beside her was whimpering and turning over, waking her up.
Her voice was hoarse from waking up in the morning, but her gentleness remained unchanged.
"What's wrong? My dear Jiang, your cell phone alarm hasn't rung yet, you can still sleep a little longer." She pulled him back into her arms and kissed his forehead.
Jiang Shiyuan grabbed Pei Xiangwan's pajamas lapel, his smart fox eyes filled with shyness and crazy dependence.
"Wanwan...it hurts...it hurts so much, my waist too, it's about to fall apart." Her voice was as soft as a mosquito.
Pei Xiangwan couldn't help but stand up and speak when he heard it.
"Let me help you take a look. I really didn't use any harsh words. Don't worry, don't be afraid. I have medicine and it will heal."
She looked up at Jiang Shiyuan and was amazed at how white he was, like an egg with its shell peeled off. Jiang Shiyuan was indeed bright white.
The clavicle was Pei Xiangwan's favorite last night. Every time he kissed it, the flower bloomed. When the day night came, the petals were particularly eye-catching.
Pei Xiangwan washed his hands and returned to the quilt to coax the little fox.
"You can still sleep a little longer."
Jiang Shiyuan rested his head on Pei Xiangwan's chest and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Wanwan, can you please stop dressing yourself from now on? This... isn't fair."
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