Xia Weiyi's heart was surging, and he asked her to untie it.
He was so natural and trusted her so much.
But she didn't believe herself.
"By the way, Brother Wu'an, I also designed a black shirt for you. I'll send it to you for you to try on when it's ready."
I can see him again.
"Um."
Her small hands stretched out and covered the buttons of his black shirt.
The black buttons were a little hard to see under the warm light of the bedroom, so she needed to get closer and closer.
The man noticed her difficulty and took the initiative to move his body closer to her, bending slightly, putting his face on her shoulder, tilting his head, and breathing heavily.
The unique scent on his body was like a rainstorm, crackling on the girl's cheeks and soaking into her nostrils.
She couldn't help but take a deep breath and smell it so good.
The sadness of not seeing him for many days and being ignored by him was healed at this moment.
She put her head down on his shirt and slowly unbuttoned a button.
A fresh and rich fragrance emanated from his chest.
What kind of smell was that! Clearly cold, clearly the pleasant scent of seawater, yet tinged with the hazy aroma of tobacco, it wrapped around her like a silken thread, tightening her skin tighter and tighter.
Her fingers grasped the buttons of her shirt, her breathing became rapid, and the warmth from her nose fell on his cold white neck.
The man didn't move.
He seemed not to notice her abnormality.
Let her fiddle with it as she pleases.
If you look closely, you can see that the man's earlobes are slightly red and his breathing is becoming increasingly disordered. After just a moment, he returns to his usual indifference.
The girl then unbuttoned the second button.
The man revealed a large area of cold white skin, with pectoral muscles faintly visible beneath his collarbone.
Her eyes couldn't help but lock onto him, unable to pull away. His skin was white and tender, like a piece of fragile tofu, which would fall apart in her hand if poked lightly. If she squeezed the tofu hard, a lot of bean juice would flow out.
Who doesn’t love sweet tofu?
Want to eat.
I want to unbutton all his shirts and then button them up one by one.
The man's eyes were deep, with a barely perceptible red tint at the corners. "Do you need to continue unbuttoning?"
His voice was rustling and had a heavy twang that made people's hearts ache.
She felt her chest tighten, unable to breathe, and she spoke with difficulty, "I still need to untie one more."
"Oh." After the man said one word, he leaned close to her earlobe and asked doubtfully: "Unbuttoning three buttons, will it be too slutty?"
Xia Weiyi paused her fingers, and looked up weakly at the face that was full of desire at the moment, and fell into his charming eyes. His eyes were always cold, like a deep pool with no bottom, but at this moment, she saw a trace of fire slowly blooming.
"Weiyi, why aren't you talking?"
The man's urging called back Xia Youyi's soul.
She took a shallow breath, "I haven't unbuttoned the third button yet, so who knows."
Si Wuan laughed from his chest: "Let's untie it first, and try it quickly."
It can't be fast, she just doesn't want it to be fast.
I finally got the chance to be close to him, but I don’t know when the next time will be.
When Xia Weiyi was unbuttoning the third button, her nails scratched his skin lightly.
On purpose! She wondered if his skin felt the way she imagined. Sure enough, a bright red tinge remained on the cold, white skin where her long nails had scratched it.
"Yeah, sorry, I accidentally bumped into you."
The man shook his head calmly: "It doesn't matter."
He was so tender that she only scratched him very gently with her nails, but it left such an obvious mark. If she had been more aggressive, wouldn't it have left a heavier mark?
Just thinking about it made Xia Weiyi unable to bear it anymore, and his body and mind trembled.
I want to blaspheme God!
Tear off the gods' clothes!
"I'll help you deal with it."
He stepped back suddenly, saying in a bad tone, "Don't try to solve it anymore. I'm an entrepreneur, not a male model in a nightclub."
The girl was at a loss and shook her head: "Brother Wu'an, you misunderstood me. You unbuttoned three buttons, which is very sexy."
The man raised his hand and buttoned the third button, then the second unbuttoned button, perfectly covering the red mark, and said coldly: "I don't need sexiness, I need majesty."
"Xia Weiyi, don't act on your own, otherwise, I..."
He didn't say the rest of the words, and changed his tone to an even colder one: "You go out, I will change my clothes myself."
Xia Weiyi was scolded by him and hurried out of his room.
There was a soft sound of a door closing behind him.
She slumped over, holding onto the wall, her fingers leaving wet marks on the wallpaper.
She was shocked to realize that her fingers were covered in sweat and her back was also covered in sweat.
Her body trembled again and again. What did it matter if he scolded her? She had already touched the gods. Next time, she would leave even heavier marks on him.
Inside the room, the man did not change into his suit pants, but sat on the big bed, breathing heavily.
In the end, the restraint he was so proud of completely collapsed.
"Xia Weiyi, why did you provoke me?"
She was the girl his father had brought home, she was the daughter his father had longed for, she would be his sister.
She must not provoke him.
He can't either!
When Si Wuan came out, he had already changed into a suit, a tailor-made suit. The expensive material looked perfectly in him, making him look like a god descended to earth. He was extremely handsome, a kind of beauty without gender, both good and evil.
The black shirt underneath was buttoned up completely, which lost the lewd feeling of unbuttoning three buttons, but it still made people want to unbutton his black shirt.
To whet one's appetite.
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