Chapter 211 The Hundredth First Love (14)

The pink bow, placed on his fair and slender hand, looked a little funny.

Chi Chong raised his eyes slowly and looked at her, "You will forget me."

Bai Yao touched his head, "Don't worry, I will find the best doctor to see. I don't feel any discomfort except a little headache. It shouldn't be a big problem. I won't forget you again."

Chi Chong withdrew his hand, lowered his head, and stared at the pink bow without saying a word.

The drooping white hair flowed down his cheeks to his shoulders, and a few strands fell on his chest, like a layer of snow-made ink sprinkled on his red clothes. The extreme white and the eye-catching red collided extremely, making him less coquettish and more holy.

It was like a peacock that was particularly noisy, suddenly becoming a timid, gray sparrow.

His condition seemed to be a little wrong.

Bai Yao stood up, leaned forward, and lay on the table to get closer to him. She said: "Hey, little bug."

Chi Chong reacted for a while, and realized that she seemed to be calling him. He raised his face ignorantly and met her eyes who was so close.

When he got closer, Bai Yao realized that his black eyeballs were not pure. Looking closely, they were a dark red, because the red was too dense, it looked like black.

If you don't look closely at such a close distance, I believe no one will doubt that his eye color is also rare in the world.

Bai Yao had a very strange feeling, as if someone who was outing in the woods accidentally caught a noisy and fluttering red magpie.

She said: "I think I understand a little bit why I used two gold bars to seduce you and me to have a baby."

Chi Chong tilted his head slightly, and his white hair slid down his shoulders, blurring the moonlight that sneaked in from the window.

Bai Yao moved casually, held his face, and lowered her head.

The boy was stunned. After a moment, his eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings. The light in his eyes suddenly burst out with the most vigorous vitality, and it was as if there were suddenly more stars and it was shining.

Bai Yao just kissed him lightly to test him. She really didn't feel disgusted. Maybe what outsiders said about her deep love for him was true.

When she stepped back, a hand hugged her waist from the side. She almost went around half of the table and fell into the boy's arms, making his silver jewelry jingle.

He was staring at her, his eyes frequently lingering on her lips, and he even raised his uninjured hand and lightly brushed the corner of her lips with his fingertips. There was curiosity, interest, and a bit of abnormal heat in his expression.

This was another blind spot in his knowledge.

No one had ever taught him what it meant to do this with a girl, and no one would have told him that it was possible to touch another person's lips with one another.

Bai Yao vaguely felt like he had become a new human being studied.

The boy's breathing became hotter, and he slowly lowered his head. The closer he got to her, the slower his movements became. When he was hovering on the girl's lips, he seemed to have an idea, and he opened his mouth slightly, gently held her upper lip, and then moved to her lower lip.

The hand tied with the bow unconsciously clasped the back of her head, and he also penetrated with a spirit of inquiry, hooked her, and sucked slowly.

Bai Yao's heartbeat accelerated due to his unfamiliar and playful movements. She felt particularly stimulated and excited for some reason.

Chi Chong had never experienced such a thing before. He just remembered the Han couple he saw when he was thirteen years old. They seemed to suck each other like this at that time.

This incident did not leave much impression in his mind. After all, raising insects was more interesting than rolling on the ground. However, for some reason, the picture of the scene he accidentally saw a few years ago became clearer and clearer in his mind. When

a young man first experienced the taste of love, he had endless energy and strength to satisfy his curiosity.

Bai Yao came to her senses and grabbed his hand that had slipped into her clothes.

He opened his eyes, his eyes confused.

The two separated, the love between their lips seemed to be intermittent, and yet it was inexplicably exciting.

Chi Chong said in a hoarse voice, "I want it again."

In his world, it was simply divided into want and don't want. If he wanted something, he would express it directly, regardless of whether what he said would make others embarrassed.

Bai Yao carefully pulled her clothes up, and she cleared her throat, "It's not appropriate for us to do anything too intense now."

He asked: "Why?"

She said: "Because I have a baby."

Chi Chong frowned slightly, not very happy. If he had known that the baby would be so troublesome, he should have been more careful and not let her succeed so quickly.

Bai Yao was afraid of something happening, so she got off his lap and quickly poured herself a glass of cold water, which she drank in one gulp to cool down.

When she looked back, she saw Chi Chong with his head down, busying himself with something with his hands.

She looked down and was choked by the water that she had not had time to swallow.

Chi Chong raised his face blankly, his peach blossom eyes, his face as white as jade, so innocent, "I can't suppress it."

He even demonstrated it to show that what he said was true.

Bai Yao covered her face in shame. How could she have lost her conscience in the past to eat up such an innocent boy!

Chi Chong thought he was sick, or he was poisoned by some strange poison. It was obviously his own body, but it was not under his control.

Bai Yao was confused for a long time, and she walked over.

Chi Chong looked up at her.

She reached out and tucked the white hair that slightly covered his face behind his ears. His young and handsome face had a pure expression and was extremely harmless.

She sat on his lap again and whispered, "I'll help you."

The boy rested his chin on her shoulder in confusion.

She stroked his cheek and slid down to his Adam's apple.

And then.

He trembled slightly and buried his face in her neck. The strange feeling made him happy and scared, and he wanted to grab something urgently.

His hand pressed tightly on her back, too hard, and the protruding blue veins faintly appeared on the back of the pale hand.

The silver bell kept ringing, and he thought dazedly that he seemed to be dying.

The next morning, the sun was rising, the night's coldness had dissipated, and there was a touch of warmth.

Bai Jue ran to her sister's yard, patted the door and said: "Sister, get up! The sun is shining on your butt!"

The sleepy voice of the girl came from the room, "Ajue, let me sleep a little longer."

Bai Jue looked at the bag of sweet-scented osmanthus cake that had just come out of the oven in his hand, he looked up and said: "Okay, wait until sister has rested enough, I will come to play with sister!"

The sound of children jumping outside the door faded away.

On the embroidered bed in the room, between the curtains, the atmosphere was slightly warm.

Bai Yao lay on the bed, the red-clothed boy's slightly cool lips fell on her cheek, and then on her neck. She was woken up like this early in the morning. To be honest, she didn't like the feeling of lying down and not being able to see behind her.

She said impatiently: "Get up!"

He gently rubbed her and smiled softly in her ear, "No."

Bai Yao said: "The baby in my belly can't stand it!"

Chi Chong pursed his lips, and he climbed up in frustration, but rolled around on the bed with her quilt in his arms. He covered his head with the quilt and said in a muffled voice: "I hate the baby, I don't want the baby anymore!"

His long white hair also spread most of the bed.

Bai Yao sat up and watched him go crazy.

Finally, he rolled to her side, buried his face in her belly, and held her waist motionlessly.

He looked very depressed.

Bai Yao touched his head, "Okay, okay, don't be angry anymore, let's go have breakfast! What do you want to eat?"

He raised his face, "Osmanthus cake!"

Bai Yao nodded, "Okay, let's go eat osmanthus cake."

He immediately forgot about the troubles of having a little baby, his brows relaxed, he smiled brightly, climbed up, he imitated her yesterday, held her face, and kissed her sweetly.