Smelling a familiar smell, Nastu moved his palm upwards, restraining the back of Su Yumo's head, holding his round head with one hand.
This kiss was not as fierce as the first one, nor as lingering as the second one.
It was more like a drowning person clinging to someone on the shore, sucking hard, snatching air from her mouth again and again.
Only in this way can he prove that he is a living person.
The wind was howling outside the tent, and the temperature inside the tent was rising.
The blanket fell to the ground, and Su Yumo's hand was still on Stu's chest. It was very cold, and he didn't know if it was his clothes or his body.
She found that Stu's kissing had no pattern and was entirely based on his mood.
The air in her lungs gradually became thinner, and he noticed that she was having difficulty breathing. Instead of stopping, he passed the air back to her, repeating the action again and again.
Su Yumo could keep up with his rhythm at the beginning, but as the kiss went on, she became weaker and weaker, and almost fell into the box.
Suddenly, she had evil intentions, pulled her hand out of his, quietly reached into his collar and touched his chest.
It was very cold. If it weren't for her heart beating, she would have suspected that he was kissing a dead person.
Move your fingers in circles around the circle and press your thumb on the raised area.
Nastu opened his eyes, and the strands of hair on Su Yumo's forehead pricked his eyelids, making him feel itchy. His warm little hands were digging in and out of his clothes, and his abdomen tightened.
If we don't stop it, something bad will happen.
His physical strength hasn't recovered yet, so he's sure to perform poorly.
The hand that she had broken free from grabbed her wrist and pulled it out from her clothes. Before leaving, Su Yumo was dissatisfied with his actions and moved his fingers around, accidentally sliding his nails onto Nastu's Adam's apple.
She must have been sent by God to torture him.
Even King Yundan didn't frighten him so much.
After he had pressed the hand down tightly, he finally relaxed and closed his eyes, but the kiss became more and more intense, and he was unwilling to let her go.
For the first time, his heart, which had been hard for many years, showed a crack, perhaps even he himself was not aware of it.
Every kiss would end with Su Yumo begging for mercy, and then Stu would bite Su Yumo's lips, and this time was no exception.
After three kisses, Su Yumo's lung capacity increased significantly, faster than when she was running. As soon as she let go, she was able to stand up, leaving Nastu lying alone in the box.
The temperature dropped suddenly, and even a robe could not keep her out of the cold. She picked up the blanket on the ground, draped it over her shoulders, and sat sideways on the edge of the box.
Nastu quickly sorted out his thoughts, concealed his fragility, and wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes when she lowered her head under the blanket.
Now is not a good time to talk about feelings.
He picked up her hand from her lap and began to write on her palm. Su Yumo leaned forward slightly as he moved.
The cold fingertips touched her palm, sometimes with strokes, sometimes with light taps. Su Yumo's cheeks became hot, which made her ears red and her heart beat faster than a kiss.
In the past, she would never have her heart fluttered by a man's unintentional touch, but in just a few days, as long as he was within her sight, her eyes were always on him.
What's more serious is that after learning about his heroic deeds, she always thinks of him, his kiss, and imagines his heroic figure on the battlefield. The scene of their first meeting appears before her eyes from time to time.
Now that he was running off track again, she thought his hands were really long, with distinct joints. It would be very beautiful if he were to wield a sword in the snow.
She thought that she was a little attracted to him, but this man could never say what she wanted to hear.
Since she has fallen in love, there is nothing she can escape. Wouldn't it be better to have a child and a life she likes?
So does he like her?
Seeing that she didn't move, Nastu let go of his hand, stretched out his arm and pinched her cheek.
It's so hot, is she sick? Her hand reached up to her forehead.
Su Yumo hurriedly grabbed his hand and then remembered that he was here to do something big.
I have been communicating with them verbally these days, but I am less familiar with words than with text. I can only guess and recall what he wrote, and I roughly understand what the words were.
"Put it on."
Before he took the medicine, he gave her a bracelet and told her to wear it when he woke up. Other than that, he didn't say anything else.
It was a very ordinary bracelet, made of hemp rope wrapped around twice and tied with a knot in the middle.
She guessed it was a signal for rebellion.
Su Yumo nodded, took out the bracelet from her clothes and put it on in front of him. She knew he could see, and his eyesight was far better than her 5.2 eyes.
Nastu saw it, and he was not worried about it. Although she was beautiful, she was not stupid.
He slowly stood up and placed his hand on her forehead. She watched his hand rise little by little, and her nose felt sore.
Su Yumo doesn't consider herself a weak person. She hasn't encountered many difficulties in her 25 years of life. After all, 95% of the hardships were eliminated before she was born.
The most serious thing for her is that some people can't stand her natural wealth, and they talk behind her back, sow discord, and confuse right and wrong.
When she told her father for the first time, he didn't take it seriously and just said it was a trivial matter. Since then, she has been unwilling to tell her family about these trivial matters.
At this moment, she suddenly wanted to have someone to rely on, wanted to hug Stu, and wanted to confide in him, but she didn't say it in the end.
Without any experience, she didn't know where to start. She had always been straightforward and had never been so shy.
If you can't say it, then take action.
The eldest daughter of the Su family has never been a coward.
Nasutu's gradually straightened body was pressed down by two small hands. Su Yumo then leaned down and stopped when he was one fist away from Nasutu.
The breaths were entangled, the wind was blowing in the ears, and the black hair was flying.
She locked her lips with his and tilted her head to kiss him.
"Great Khan!"
A shout interrupted the two of them, and Su Yumo suddenly opened his eyes.
After kissing him twice tonight, she finally saw his eyes clearly. The thick black color spread to the corners of his eyes, and desire burned in the darkness.
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