Her hair was slightly damp, a few strands clinging to her cheeks and neck, adding a touch of laziness and casualness to her. At this moment, Qingyao's eyes revealed an innocence untouched by the world, yet a subtle sensuality permeated the air. Purity and desire blended perfectly in her, like a forbidden flower blooming in the dark night, exuding an irresistible charm. Seeing this, Qi Yue inadvertently moved his throat to swallow a mouthful of water, looking at Qingyao affectionately.
Qingyao walked out of the bathroom and saw Qi Yue lying leisurely on the bed. She smiled softly and said to Qi Yue, "Come and help me blow dry my hair."
Qi Yue responded obediently with an "Oh", then stood up, took the hair dryer, and gently blew Qingyao's hair. Looking at Qingyao's slightly enjoying look in the mirror, Qi Yue couldn't help himself. After turning off the hair dryer, he gently picked up Qingyao and placed her on the bed.
His fingers slowly stroked Qingyao's face, and he whispered affectionately, "Ayao, I love you so much."
Qingyao raised her eyes to look at Qi Yue, then turned over, gently stroked Qi Yue's face with her fingertips, and asked, "Do I look good tonight?"
Qi Yue blurted out: "Beautiful, A Yao is always as beautiful as a fairy."
Qingyao was amused by this and smiled. Then she slowly sat up and combed her hair with her fingers beside the bed.
Qi Yue thought Qingyao disliked him, and then he sat up nervously, tugged at the edge of Qingyao's nightgown with his fingers, and asked cautiously: "Ayao, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong just now?"
When Qingyao heard this, she looked up at Qi Yue and said, "No."
Then seeing Qi Yue standing there with his head down in disappointment like a poor little puppy, Qingyao couldn't help but chuckle. Qi Yue was really naive.
Qingyao reached out her hand, gently touched Qi Yue's head, and said, "Qi Yue, don't be nervous, I don't dislike you."
Qi Yue still didn't believe Qingyao's words, he just lowered his head and said nothing.
Seeing this, Qingyao knew that Qi Yue didn't believe her, so she gently pushed Qi Yue back. Qi Yue lay on the bed, looking at Qingyao in confusion.
Every time Qingyao saw Qi Yue's eyes, she felt that Qi Yue was such a simple child that she couldn't bear to bully him.
Qingyao slowly stood up, took out a red hairband from the drawer, and gently put it on Qi Yue's eyes.
Then, she gently used her fingers to touch Qi Yue's head, slowly touching his eyebrows, nose, mouth, and Adam's apple. She moved very slowly, as if she was appreciating a precious work of art.
After Qi Yue was blindfolded, his heart began to beat faster involuntarily. Although he was filled with anxiety, his body seemed to be under a spell and he dared not move at all.
Because he knew that if he accidentally angered Qingyao, the consequences could be disastrous. At this moment, he could only quietly feel Qingyao's gentle fingers slowly stroking his cheek, like a breeze blowing across a calm lake, stirring up layers of ripples.
This delicate and subtle touch was like a bolt of lightning, instantly striking the softest spot deep in his heart, causing his heartstrings to tremble slightly.
Qingyao stared at Qi Yue, who was at her mercy, and couldn't help but let a charming smile appear on her lips. Her eyes were as warm as the spring sun, gently falling on Qi Yue.
Then, she stretched out her delicate hand and slowly moved it from Qi Yue's well-defined Adam's apple, then suddenly leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on it. This sudden intimate gesture made Qi Yue tremble all over, and an indescribable tingling sensation quickly spread throughout his body.
He subconsciously wanted to struggle and resist, however, when he heard Qingyao's gentle words with a slightly commanding tone - "Be good and don't move," all thoughts of resistance disappeared in an instant.
So, Qi Yue had to suppress the impulse in his heart, lying there obediently, allowing Qingyao's hand to continue exploring downwards.
As Qingyao's fingertips slid across Qi Yue's strong chest inch by inch, his breathing gradually became rapid, like a beast trapped in a cage, trying desperately to break free.
He could even clearly feel Qingyao's warm breath lingering around his ears, like a soft feather tickling his sensitive nerves. Every breath, every subtle movement, made the atmosphere between them more ambiguous and hazy.
Qingyao slowly unbuttoned Qi Yue's pajamas with her fingers, one, two... Her speed was very slow, as if she was deliberately delaying time.
But Qi Yue's heart was beating very fast. Every time he unbuttoned a button, his heart would beat so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out.
Qingyao looked at Qi Yue, who was breathing rapidly. A blush appeared on Qi Yue's face, and his eyes revealed a hint of shyness and uneasiness.
Qingyao chuckled softly, and the laughter was as clear and sweet as a silver bell, but with a hint of mystery.
Then, Qingyao leaned over slightly, and her hair fell on July's body like a waterfall, exuding a faint fragrance.
Qingyao's lips gently touched Qi Yue's skin. It was a gentle and delicate feeling, as if exploring an unknown territory.
Qi Yue's body was trembling slightly. He didn't know what would happen next. His heart was filled with tension and anticipation. Qingyao's lips moved slowly and finally stopped on the red plum.
Qi Yue's breathing became more rapid. He could feel Qingyao's breath spraying on his skin. The warm feeling made his heart beat faster.
Qingyao gently held the red plum in her mouth and bit it lightly with her teeth. It was a slight tingling sensation, but it also brought an inexplicable pleasure.
Qi Yue's body twisted involuntarily. He wanted to break free from Qingyao's restraints, but he couldn't resist the temptation.
Qingyao's lips were pressed tightly against the red plum, and her tongue licked it gently. It was a moist and soft feeling, which filled Qi Yue's heart with desire.
The light in the room was dim and ambiguous. His closed eyes were burning with ardent desire. He gently hugged Qingyao, his breathing rapid and disordered, and their breath blended with each other.
Qi Yue's hands eagerly wandered over Qingyao's body, igniting clusters of flames wherever they went. Qingyao's skin trembled slightly under Qi Yue's touch, and her heart beat like a drum.
Qi Yue pulled off her hairband and slowly lowered his head. His lips placed a passionate kiss on Qingyao's neck, moving down along her graceful curves. Qingyao moaned softly, the sound faintly echoing in the room, and her hands unconsciously grasped Qi Yue's arms.
Their bodies were tightly embraced, as if they wanted to merge each other into their bones and blood. Every touch and every look was filled with endless affection and desire. In this private space, time seemed to freeze.
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