Chapter 337 I Can't Stand It Anymore
Du Yunkai drove towards Jinya Hotel.
Since Liu Wangxue lives there, and they will go back to Xi City together tomorrow, they might as well just stay there.
When checking in at the front desk, Du Yunkai only allowed two rooms, one for him and one for Richard.
Then he looked at Xu Qingsong with an ambiguous look.
Xu Qingsong carried his travel bag in one hand and held Liu Wangxue's hand in the other, without saying anything.
Liu Wangxue also noticed Du Yunkai's eyes, hooked her fingers, tickled Xu Qingsong's palm, and then was grasped by Xu Qingsong without making a sound.
Du Yunkai and Richard's rooms were on a higher floor. When the elevator arrived, Liu Wangxue and Xu Qingsong went out first.
The two people inside said to them at the same time: "Good night and sweet dreams~"
Liu Wangxue waved to the two people in the elevator, and as soon as the elevator door closed, she pulled Xu Qingsong towards the room.
Liu Wangxue grabbed the door handle, pressed it down, pushed it inward, opened the door, inserted the card into the switch, and the light came on.
After swiping the room card, the door unlocked with a click.
Liu Wangxue scratched her fingertips on the panel of the entrance cabinet, thinking, what is he going to do? Is he going to be here? Is it so exciting? Wait, is there a condom in this hotel room? She remembered that there was none on the table or the bedside table. So it must be in the drawer? Which drawer? She had to go find it first and bring it over...
He took Liu Wangxue's hand and pulled her back, bringing her into his arms, then held her waist and lifted her up. Liu Wangxue then sat on the entrance cabinet, almost at eye level with him.
The door closed behind him, Xu Qingsong locked it and put the travel bag on the cabinet in the entrance hall.
Liu Wangxue saw her own reflection in his pupils, which gave her an illusion that she was sucked in and wrapped in that strong love and desire.
She felt inexplicably nervous, and she supported herself on the cabinet panel and unconsciously stepped back.
Liu Wangxue's face immediately turned red, her eyes became evasive, and suddenly she didn't dare to look at him.
Xu Qingsong turned around and took a step closer to Liu Wangxue again. He leaned forward, put his hands on her legs as if to imprison her, stared into her eyes, and slowly moved towards her.
Xu Qingsong slowly took off his coat and hung it in the closet behind him.
He held Liu Wangxue's waist even tighter with his arms, and used a little force on the back of her neck, pressing his forehead against hers.
After Xu Qingsong left her lips, she was finally able to breathe freely, but he moved the scorching heat to her ears and neck, and the hand on her lower back continued to fuel her heat, causing her to gasp involuntarily.
He kissed her forcefully yet tenderly.
The hand holding the waist moved back a little and pressed it firmly, while the other hand was retracted and raised up to go around the back of the neck and inserted into the hair to support it.
When this voice came out, not only she was stunned, but Xu Qingsong was also stunned.
After Xu Qingsong was stunned for a moment, he felt that she had added more dry wood to the raging fire in his heart, which spread along his arteries throughout his body, burning his rationality so much that it hurt.
Xu Qingsong noticed this and without hesitation, he pulled her knees apart with one hand and then held her waist with the other hand, instantly pulling her back and holding them tightly together.
Liu Wangxue was completely enveloped by his aura. She didn't know how long it had been before she felt a little dizzy. She clutched the shirt that Xu Qingsong was wearing, which was exactly the same as hers, and felt as if her brain was lacking oxygen. She was almost unable to sit still.
"Look at me," he said.
An imperative, unquestionable, unyielding, and refusal-prohibited tone.
Liu Wangxue's heartbeat made her whole body tremble. She obeyed subconsciously and slowly raised her eyes.
Xu Qingsong captured every slight movement of hers, especially those two circles of thick, long, crescent-shaped eyelashes, which trembled slightly, as if holding his heart, his pulse, and his restrained and controlled breathing.
Those beautiful eyes were filled with watery light, and Xu Qingsong also saw his own reflection in those pupils. He wanted to be intimate with her in this watery light, to give himself to her, to soften the hardness and to grind the softness.
Xu Qingsong kissed her again tenderly, gradually increasing his strength and with a growing sense of oppression, and he pushed Liu Wangxue against the wall behind him.
After a long time, Xu Qingsong finally let her go. He propped himself up against the wall with his arms, holding Liu Wangxue in his arms, and stared into her eyes intently. His panting still carried the desire that had not yet been released, and his heart was beating "boom boom boom".
Liu Wangxue still held the hem of Xu Qingsong's shirt with both hands, and she felt her heartbeat intertwined with his. The affection in Xu Qingsong's eyes made her throat dry, and she slightly raised her body and moved closer.
When she was about to kiss him, Xu Qingsong turned his head away, took back his arms and hugged her tightly, burying his face in the crook of her neck, his lips pressed against that skin, and his voice was low and hoarse.
"I can't do it again. If I do, I really won't be able to control myself," he said.
This sentence sounded like he was talking to himself, but also like he was speaking to her specifically. Liu Wangxue repeated it in her mind, and after a while, she finally understood what he meant.
She laughed all of a sudden, let go of the hem of his clothes, put her arms around his back, and said to him as if to kill him: "I feel it, it's so hard."
Xu Qingsong was about to surrender, but he couldn't bear this kind of suffering alone. He rubbed the skin of Liu Wangxue's neck and gently bit her earlobe: "Are you wet?"
As soon as he asked this question, he clearly felt Liu Wangxue's body tense up for a moment.
Xu Qingsong was quite pleased, and his low laugh of success echoed in her ears.
You're just talking nonsense, right? Liu Wangxue wasn't afraid. She also whispered into Xu Qingsong's ear in a sweet voice: "If you want to know, just read it yourself."
As she spoke, she moved forward.
Xu Qingsong took a breath with a hiss, but he did not retreat. Instead, he hugged her tighter and pressed closer to her so that she could feel it a little more.
It’s been so long since the last time in my memory. Liu Wangxue has been aroused to this extent now, and he really misses her.
So she continued to stick her head close to Xu Qingsong's ear, rubbing it gently, and asked, "Are you really not coming?"
Xu Qingsong was also trying his best to endure it. He kissed Liu Wangxue's ear closely and said, "I don't want to have my first time with you in a hotel."
Liu Wangxue didn't understand for a moment. When love is strong, it will come naturally. Why does he still care about this? Xu Qingsong stood up, held her face, and said very seriously: "I want to be in a place that belongs only to you and me."
Liu Wangxue's chest heaved, and suddenly she screamed in her heart, Ah - I can't stand it anymore! I can't stand it anymore -
She leaned forward and kissed Xu Qingsong: "Okay."
Xu Qingsong just looked into her eyes and felt extremely happy for her "OK".
The air around them gradually became sticky again. Just when Liu Wangxue thought that Xu Qingsong was going to kiss her again, he let go of her hand and picked up the travel bag beside him.
"I'm going to take a shower first," he said, and then quickly walked into the bathroom.
When Liu Wangxue heard the door closing, she slowly leaned back against the wall. Her eyes went blank and her mind involuntarily replayed all the scenes from the moment she entered the door to the present. She covered her heart and watched them over and over again, frame by frame.
She didn't know how long the sound of water in the bathroom lasted. When it finally stopped, she pulled herself out of these scenes, held on to the entrance cabinet, and stepped onto the floor.
But his legs were weak and he almost fell down, so his entire upper body fell on the closet. It took him a long time to stand up, take off his coat, and hang it in the closet next to Xu Qingsong's.
The hem of her tight-fitting shirt was pulled out from her trousers, and it was wrinkled from chest to back and was unsightly.
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