Chapter 766 "Here or in bed?"
Yin Mujia was wearing a long windbreaker with all the buttons fastened tightly, extending all the way to his neck.
Kuang Ye struggled to unbutton her clothes and couldn't help but complain, "You're wearing so much, aren't you afraid of getting a heat stroke?"
Yin Mujia didn't respond, but touched his back with her two small hands. She guessed that he must have just taken a shower and there was still a little moisture on his back.
When my fingers touched the scars that had not yet faded, my heart felt like it was being pricked by needles.
The slight pain turned into a more active entanglement between lips and teeth. Yin Mujia hooked his neck tightly and leaned against him.
Kuang Ye was forced to stagger back a step. She had only unbuttoned three buttons, just reaching her chest.
He curled his lips helplessly, and said with a doting look: "Slow down, at least, let me take off your clothes first."
A blush appeared on Yin Mujia's cheeks. She pushed him away, lowered her head, and deftly unbuttoned the remaining buttons with her hands.
When he saw clearly what she was wearing, Kuang Ye's pupils shrank and he cursed inwardly.
Yin Mujia was wearing a skin-colored tight-fitting jumpsuit. The hem of the skirt just covered her buttocks, revealing her two long legs naked underneath. The top was also off-shoulder, exposing her two round white shoulders and a large area of her neck. The whole style was the kind of hot girl style often worn by European and American models.
Kuang Ye's face changed color. He turned his head to look at the floor-to-ceiling window behind him, then turned around, strode over, and pulled the curtains with the remote control.
Yin Mujia threw her windbreaker onto the sofa and walked towards him shakily but steadily, wearing five-centimeter stilettos.
Perhaps it was because the lights in the room were not on enough, or perhaps it was because the curtains were drawn too suddenly, causing his vision to be a little blurry, and Kuang Ye almost failed to recognize that the female enchantress in front of him was Yin Mujia.
He was breathing rapidly, his blood almost bursting out of his head. He held on, frowning and scolding, "Who told you to dress like this?"
Yin Mujia stopped in front of him, blinking her watery eyes and staring at his face, "Do you like me dressed like this?"
Kuang Ye raised his eyelids, glanced at her quickly again, his throat pounding twice, and frowned as he warned her, "If you dare to go out dressed like this, I'll break your legs."
Yin Mujia puffed his lips, his tone a little aggrieved, "I put it on specially for you to see, and only for you to see."
Kuang Ye couldn't hold it in any longer. His scalp was numb and his whole body was stiff and painful.
He pulled her over and held her in his arms, showering her with kisses, from her shoulders to her neck, and then spreading downwards. After a while, the skirt became a bit of a hindrance.
Yin Mujia closed her eyes tightly, wanting to grab something, but her two slender wrists were tightly grasped by his big hands. She was breathing hard and her high heels were unstable, but she was still teasing him recklessly, "You haven't told me yet, do you like...ah...me wearing this?"
Kuang Ye's body felt like it was burning with fire, and he could not bear her continuing to fan the flames. He had no time to respond to her. He squatted down, picked up the person from the ground, and pressed her onto the nearest sofa.
Yin Muga was originally worried that his body had not recovered yet, but at this moment, his concerns were completely dispelled.
He pressed her head and asked with a gasp, "Here or in bed?"
The two of them had been intimate on the hospital bed many times before, but they were always brief. However, when this moment really came, it felt so unreal.
Yin Mujia still had his eyes closed, his voice trembling slightly, "Look at you."
Kuang Ye sensed her subtle nervousness and suppressed his impulses. He whispered in her ear in a soothing voice, "Are you scared now? I promise I won't hurt you."
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