It seems I've found a cool temperature, and it feels very comfortable.
"Yan Yan, I feel so bad, please hug me, please hug me."
Even in her most confused and bewildered moments, she kept murmuring his name.
Mo Yanyu's eyes flickered slightly, as if she were being led by the nose. She transformed into a bewitching enchantress, irrationally rubbing against his body. Before long, she had unbuttoned all the buttons on his shirt and slipped inside his clothes, constantly rubbing her burning face against his chest.
Mo Yanyu, feeling a headache coming on, pressed her right index finger against her forehead and quickly pushed him away.
Her eyes were unfocused, clearly the effects of the drug were taking hold. She kept rubbing against him, rubbing against him everywhere. When he pushed her away, she kept rubbing against his right hand, against his palm. Mo Yanyu's brow twitched, and he closed his eyes, suppressing the wicked thoughts rising in his heart.
She knows nothing; she's just under the influence of the drug. He needs to be rational…
"It feels so cool... Can you hug me? I feel really uncomfortable."
But even when he separated them with his fingers, she kept clinging to him, constantly muttering, wanting to transform into a snake and coil around his body…
"It feels so good, so cool. Don't push me away, Yan Yan, I want you..."
Mo Yanyu frowned and sighed helplessly. What else could he do? If Ji Yao were sober, he could reason with her, but... Ji Yao was in no condition to be reasoned with. She was completely irrational, her eyes were very muddled, and she was obviously controlled by her physiological reaction. She only knew to keep clinging to him and muttering the word "comfortable".
What else could he do?
She kept biting his chest, and her hands were constantly tugging at his belt; it seemed she was about to force herself on him…
What does she want? Does she really know what she's doing?
Mo Yanyu was already exhausted. He closed his eyes and let her cling to him. He really couldn't do anything about her. If he pushed her away, she would cry. If he didn't let her rub against him, she would mutter that she felt uncomfortable.
But—something's getting increasingly wrong!
Because he discovered that Ji Yao had torn off his belt.
And then she found his lips, and without saying a word, she bit them, nibbling and biting them haphazardly.
But what made him feel most helpless was that he discovered he was actually aroused by her kisses!
But if he pushed her, she would whine and complain as if she were accusing him. Mo Yanyu's brow twitched, his eyes deep. He lifted her chin and looked at her for a while. After about ten seconds, when Ji Yao felt her neck hurt from the position, he twisted her waist.
Without a word, he kissed her lips, silencing her abruptly and unexpectedly.
After a long time, his lips were still so soft, and the sweet feeling seemed to rush straight into his heart from her mouth.
That wonderful feeling seemed to be pulling him into the hall, while his reason was gradually fading away...
Mo Yanyu initially kept her eyes open, staring clearly at Ji Yao's tear-streaked face, but soon she pried open Ji Yao's teeth and intertwined her tongue with Ji Yao's.
He gradually lost his senses and was led away by her, while her hand restlessly touched his stomach, even moving downwards...
As she moved, Mo Yanyu's eyes grew deeper and deeper, his once clear and indifferent gaze now filled with desire, surging as if he wanted to devour her, to knead her into his very bones, and to become one with her completely.
"Waaaaah~"
She seemed to be having trouble breathing...
His face flushed bright red, as pink as an apple, and looked delicious.
Mo Yanyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a trace of rationality suddenly returned. He reacted a bit too strongly and pushed her away without hesitation. Ji Yao was already unconscious, and after being pushed away, she fell onto the bed and immediately became restless and started grabbing again.
He didn't notice, and after taking several steps back, he realized that his shirt had somehow completely ripped open, half of it had fallen down, with only the left sleeve still hanging precariously, as if it would fall off at any moment...
And his belt, which Ji Yao had ripped off, lay sprawled on the ground, silently telling him how irrational and...uncontrollable he had been just now.
“…Damn it.” That’s inhuman.
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