She glanced at her neck and saw some red marks. Thinking of him lying there and biting it gently, Yan Cuo felt like she was almost out of breath.
This person never tells me what he does. My aunt will definitely find out when I go back. She has sharp eyes, and I won't know how to answer when she asks me.
As he thought about it, Yan Cuo became a little angry. Looking at the boy who had not come out of the room, he deliberately said in a cold voice, "I'm going back. Goodbye."
After a while, the person inside still showed no sign of coming out. She stamped her feet, stood up and was about to walk out.
Yu Muyang then became anxious and hurriedly chased after her, closing the door before her.
Yan Cuo didn't move either, but just struggled to get his hand away. Her eyes were a little red. Yu Muyang felt distressed instantly and kissed her eyes. "Yan Yan, I was wrong. Please don't cry, okay?"
Yan Cuo wasn't really angry, he just didn't know how to explain the mark on his neck. He was worried and anxious, and now he was not in a good mood when looking at the boy in front of him.
"It's all your fault."
"Yes, yes, it's all my fault." Yu Muyang coaxed patiently and comforted humbly.
"Look how you bit me." Yan Cuo thought about it and became angrier. He stamped his feet and glared at him.
"Yes, yes, I was wrong. Please don't be angry, okay?" He hugged her and kept comforting her.
"What should I do about this red mark on my neck? What should I say when my aunt asks me? It's all your fault."
“.......”
Yu Muyang stopped talking and couldn't help laughing when he saw the girl in front of him who looked rather depressed. After laughing for a while, he looked at the person in front of him who was staring at him fiercely.
"You're still laughing. It's all your fault. You're still laughing!" Yan Cuo put his hands on his hips and looked at him angrily.
I was so angry. It was clearly his fault, but he was laughing at himself.
Yu Muyang was overjoyed. "Are you actually angry about this?"
"What else can I do? How can I go out like this? I won't be able to defend myself when my aunt asks me. They have a good impression of you now, but if they knew you did something like this, they would definitely be angry." Yan Cuo looked at him in confusion, still laughing.
Yu Muyang lowered himself down, looking as if he was admitting his mistake. "I'm sorry, Yanyan, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have laughed. I thought you were angry that I kissed you, but I didn't expect you were just concerned about the mark. Don't worry, I just bit it lightly, it will be gone soon and you won't be able to see it."
Yancuo didn't quite believe what he said, "Are you telling the truth?"
He looked at her nodding vigorously, and said earnestly, "Yeah, don't worry. Look now, has it faded a little?"
Yan Cuo lowered his head to take a look, and it seemed to have indeed faded a little, but it was not noticeable without a careful look.
She finally felt relieved. "That's better. Next time, don't kiss me casually or bite me with your teeth. Are you born in the Year of the Dog?"
Yu Muyang looked at the girl in front of him with a coquettish look, and his heart softened unnaturally, but the words he said were not serious, "Then let you bite it back, okay?"
Yan Cuo looked at him with her eyes, as if she wanted to see a hole in the person in front of her. Just when Yu Muyang thought she would not do anything, he felt her bite his chest.
He could feel the touch of her teeth nibbling on his chest, like an electric current, quickly spreading throughout his body. He froze for a moment, only to see the person in front of him had left, smiling at him with a hint of smugness, "Now we're even."
His voice suddenly became low, and he held her waist, his voice hoarse, "Yanyan, you shouldn't have provoked me just now. Now we can't be even. I can't help but bully you again."
Yan Cuo struggled in his arms, but he held her tighter, then slowly put her on the sofa and covered her with his body.
Yan Cuo's face flushed red all of a sudden. No one knew what he was going to do, but he didn't continue to struggle. He looked at him with a pair of eyes full of curiosity.
His head was buried in the crook of her neck, breathing heavily. She could feel his heartbeat, beating violently, and his eyes were filled with unknown emotions, so clear, so obvious.
She suddenly felt a little bit reluctant and didn't want to see him in such pain. She felt his hands groping around her body, and he seemed unable to control himself.
He kept kissing her, quickly and passionately. She could feel that he had endured it to the extreme, but at the last moment, he stood up.
After packing her clothes, he took her to the bathroom, who was still a little dazed, and helped her wash her face. After cleaning her up, he pushed her out. "Wait for me in the living room. I'll wash up and come out right away to take you home."
"Okay." She responded softly, her face still flushed. She walked to the window and opened it, feeling the cool breeze outside blowing on her body, and then she calmed down a little.
Why didn't I stop him just now? Why did I become so confused and infatuated?
She pounded her head in annoyance. She must have been too sleepy.
He came out quickly, and his eyes became clear again, as if it was just a dream, and he returned to reality after a moment.
"Let's go, I'll take you home." He held her hand, picked up the key and prepared to go out. But she pulled her fingers, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
"Are you feeling better now?" she asked cautiously, wanting to make sure the person in front of her had fully recovered.
"Well, I couldn't help it just now. I hope you're not angry." His voice was a little hoarse. He had just washed his face, and there were some water droplets on his eyelashes, which slowly dripped down in the blink of an eye.
"I'm not angry." She replied softly and obediently placed her hand in his palm.
"Then let's go."
"Okay." She obediently followed him out. They both tacitly kept silent. Yan Cuo inexplicably felt a sense of guilt, perhaps because she saw how forbearing he was.
Wait a few years, just wait for me. When I graduate from college, we can get the marriage certificate.
She suddenly stopped, took the hand of the person in front of her, and asked in a questioning tone, "Yu Muyang, let's get the marriage certificate after we graduate from university, okay?"
He looked at her, and she saw some joy in his eyes, but he hid it well. He just held her hand tightly, and then intertwined their fingers.
"Okay." She heard his answer. The voice was very light and seemed to disappear in a flash as the wind blew past, but she could clearly hear and feel the boy's joy.
Not only him, she was also looking forward to this day. She wanted to really live with him and see him every day.
Just looking at him is such a joy.
He likes what she likes and understands what she understands, and they are the most suitable match for each other.
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