Guan Yan still rested her face on her hands, and spoke the most cunning words with her most beautiful mouth: "Just put on an apron and go to the kitchen to cut fruit for afternoon tea. The apples must be carved into roses, and the tomatoes must be eaten as bunnies. The mangosteens with cat paws must not have any bumps, and the strawberries must be deseeded."
An Zixu hesitated for a long time, nodded, and asked softly, "Okay, but Miss, does it have to be hollow?"
It's nothing to be hollow, the RV door is closed anyway. If this is her punishment, it is too gentle.
I'm mainly afraid that Jiang Cheng will suddenly barge in, which would be really awkward.
She said firmly: "I must, are you questioning me?"
An Zixu quickly said, "No, I'll go right away and bring it to you later, okay?"
"No, what's the point of bringing it over here? Just carry me over."
Guan Yan supported his upper body with one hand and stretched out the other hand towards him.
An Zixu subconsciously took her hand, and it was not until he touched it that he felt the softness and warmth of his palm in disbelief.
"good."
He was so excited that he could hardly contain himself.
He stood up gracefully and held her in his arms, with her hips sitting on his right arm and her slender arms draped behind his head.
The ecstasy was so overwhelming that he was completely covered in nothing. Her nightgown barely covered half of her body...
There was no obstruction where they were touching. His palm was supporting the back of her thigh near the knee, and his other hand was firmly on her waist to ensure stability when going down the stairs.
As she walked, her calves would rub against his left hip from time to time.
Even when he went down the stairs, he would shift his center of gravity slightly backwards, and she would press her upper body and arms on him as he moved backwards.
Soft and delicate, it gave him a huge stimulation as if he was on fire.
An Zixu wondered how there could be such a sweet punishment. This was a scene that only appeared in his dreams.
It was a sting operation, right? With her skills in knocking down several strong men by herself, if he couldn't resist the temptation and kissed and hugged her, she would beat him into a meat pie.
In fact, if he could kiss her, what was there to be afraid of being beaten by her? What he was afraid of was being driven away after being beaten by her.
An Zixu shook off the dirty thoughts in his mind and reluctantly carried her to the food preparation counter on the first floor. He looked up and asked her, "Miss, where would you like to sit?"
Guan Yan looked across at the food preparation table and said, "I'm on the table with my back to you. Your hand is so hot that it burned my leg."
The RV is large and the kitchen area is U-shaped, but the aisle in the middle is not particularly wide, so food can be prepared on both sides. Guan Yan sits on one side and can watch him up close.
And the way he cuts fruit.
An Zixu was indeed extremely hot. He spoke with both joy and nervousness, "Sorry, my temperature is too high. If you want to sit on the table, I'll get you a blanket."
The countertop is not dirty, as he wipes it clean and new after using it every day, but it is cold.
He spread the folded blankets on the sofa on the clean table, and reluctantly put her on it. Then, under her gaze, he took the pink cat apron hanging not far away, put it on, and tied the belt.
She chose the apron.
He usually prefers to wear beige and white clothes, and his lower body is also light-colored. When he cooks in a pink apron, he looks like a husband, warm and healing.
But now, due to his lack of cooperation, the pink apron had an uneven bulge below its waist, which looked a bit funny.
The apron was not enough to cover his entire front, and half of his large chest was exposed at the collar.
Especially when he was cutting fruit on the opposite table with his back to Guan Yan, she could see his back clearly from her position on the table.
From top to bottom, I admire his broad shoulders, thin waist, inverted triangle shape, his back muscles that have become more obvious due to tension, and his beautifully contoured buttocks and perky buttocks.
She looked satisfied.
A very clean and beautiful body.
As mentioned earlier, the aisle between the two countertops was not very wide. When he stood in the middle cutting vegetables, Guan Yan, who was sitting behind him, was only twenty or thirty centimeters away from him.
As long as she wanted, she could even reach him with her hand.
The height she sat on was still slightly lower than his, but not much.
An Zixu worked hard to conquer the strawberry in his hand and removed the seeds one by one with tweezers.
But her eyes were too revealing, and he felt like he was being pricked by a thorn in his back. He was so nervous that his hands were shaking and he couldn't hold the strawberry seeds.
The explicit look in her eyes was not enough, Guan Yan began to raise her hands to touch his shoulders and neck, and her fingertips played the piano slowly from the middle to both shoulders.
An Zixu paused, unable to concentrate on handling the fruit any longer. All her senses were focused on the area she touched.
She is so slow.
After playing with his shoulders, I stayed there for a long time before slowly stroking his back muscles, feeling his contours with my palms.
Sometimes, the back of the fingers would lightly pass over it.
…
A faint swallowing sound came out of his throat, and the painful and suppressed breathing was loud enough that Guan Yan behind him could hear it clearly.
What kind of torture is this? The person he loves is teasing him like this, but he dares not and cannot move.
…
He supported himself on the platform with one hand, lowered his head and gasped for breath.
He now hoped that she would touch him again, but was also afraid that she would continue to touch him.
…
An Zixu turned around and slowly approached her, his chin almost touching the top of her head, his hands supporting her sides. With a mixture of faint desire and uneasiness, his Adam's apple rolled, and he asked in a low and hoarse voice: "Can I kiss you? Please."
She said compassionately, "Yes."
After getting a response, he kissed her forehead and nose with trembling lips. Every touch was like an electric current that penetrated his whole body, making him tremble.
Finally, his lips fell on the place he had been thinking about. At that moment, all his previous restraint and suppression were overturned.
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