Chapter 225: The Hundredth First Love (28)

The wind was muted and the fragrance of osmanthus filled the air.

The night was gradually filled with light and the sounds of people were heard in every corner.

In the girl's bedroom, there was an occasional brisk ringing of bells, which stirred the boy's heart bit by bit.

He used his hands and feet to wrap around her body, pressing her tightly. His slightly cold lips had been on her lips for so long that they had become warm.

If he noticed that her legs had gone somewhere else, he would reach out and pull her legs back, and he would not be satisfied until she also used her hands and feet to stick to him.

Bai Yao: "Little bug..."

She just made a sound, and he took advantage of the gap in her open mouth to feed the warmth into her mouth, depriving her of her voice, and only allowing her to use disordered breathing to convey her love for him.

Bai Yao was rubbed so hard by him that she was uncomfortable, and she said with difficulty: "Little bug... stop..."

The next moment, he pressed the back of her head with his hand, sucked her tongue, and penetrated deeper, not giving her a chance to say "stop".

They just kissed and hugged, and didn't do anything else, but she had the illusion that she would drown in his arms at any time.

Bai Yao had to find a way to save herself, so she tore open his belt with her hands and slipped in through his clothes.

Sure enough, he hummed and buried his face in her neck, with his lips pressed against his cheek, humming for her from time to time.

Strangely, Bai Yao didn't feel disgusted or disgusted. The moment she felt that he was very comfortable and happy, she wanted him to be happier.

She turned over and stroked his cheek with one hand. He squinted comfortably, and the love hidden in his eyes was either thicker or thicker, all controlled by the rhythm of her hand.

Looking at his silly smile, she couldn't help but lower her head and kissed the corner of his lips gently.

He let out a happy laugh from his throat, as if he was a demon attached to her bones. Once he was attached to her, he could not get away no matter what, and he had to suck all her love clean before he would stop.

After the storm subsided, Chi Chong's long white hair covered most of the woman's embroidery bed. His clothes were disheveled, his white chest was slightly heaving, his breathing was still disordered, but his misty peach blossom eyes were still staring at her, refusing to look away.

Bai Yao simply wiped her hands with a handkerchief. She sat on his waist, looking down at him. Her fingers gently hooked a strand of his white hair and slowly circled it around her fingers. She smiled, "Have we done this before?"

Chi Chong grabbed one of her hands and put it on his face. He was slightly satisfied and a little sated. "We did it before. Yaoyao likes to listen to my voice the most."

Bai Yao didn't feel surprised. She just discovered that his voice was indeed nice. The young man's clean voice was stained with love and desire, which was particularly stimulating.

Bai Yao moved slightly, and the bell on her ankle moved slightly. He held her waist restlessly. There was an indescribable instinct driving him, wanting her to rub it more.

She pretended not to see his desire, lowered her head, and moved closer to his face. She slid down from the black hair hanging from his shoulders and intertwined with his white hair.

Bai Yao chuckled, "It's amazing, I forgot you, but fell in love with you the first time I saw you."

Not long ago, when he was madly sticking to her, he told her a general idea of ​​what happened between them.

Every full moon night, she would forget him.

Chi Chong's eyes were more fragile and lonely, "Wait until the next full moon night..."

"It's okay." Bai Yao leaned on his chest, feeling the warmth of being held in the boy's arms, and smiled lightly, "If it's a full moon night, you must stay by my side. When I wake up and see you for the first time, I will fall in love with you again."

She playfully tied a knot with her fingers, but because his hair was so good, the knot soon came undone. She smiled, "Little bug, every time the moon is full, the moment I see you is like falling back into my first love, and every day of our relationship will be one of passionate love."

Bai Yao raised her eyes to look at him, and happened to meet the boy's sticky eyes. She let go of his hair and changed to a light Poking his cheek, "So, you must never do anything dangerous. Now it's a very happy thing to have you by my side every day. You don't need to go back to the past to change anything, and you don't need to be afraid of anything."

Chi Chong's voice trembled, "Yaoyao..."

Bai Yao sighed helplessly in her heart, climbed up and hugged his head in her arms, she stroked his head gently, and whispered: "Chi Chong, don't be afraid, I will not leave you, if, I mean if, you are afraid that I will forget you and don't like you anymore, then take me to a place where there is no one else."

Chi Chong raised his face, his expression was ignorant, and he was so fragile that he would break at the slightest touch.

Bai Yao's next words confirmed his guess. She held his face and said with a smile: "Whether it's deep mountains and old forests or the ends of the earth, as long as there is only you and me, then I will never like another person except you. If this can make you feel more at ease, then let's do it."

His vision began to blur, and he couldn't even see the girl's face clearly.

The boy wiped his tears anxiously. Her face was only clear for a moment, and soon became blurred again. Drops of tears rolled down, soaking the red hems of the two people's intertwined and indistinguishable clothes.

His back was getting more and more bent. There were too many emotions rushing at him. His body seemed to be tense and swollen. He could no longer contain her excessive love for him.

Bai Yao called his name, "Chi Chong."

He raised his eyes slightly and saw her approaching with her lips parted. He could not wait to straighten up and pressed forward, kissing her lips, and then continued to move inside, taking advantage of her indulgence and indulging in her breath without limit.

The east was already bright outside the window, and the first rays of morning sun were about to break through the clouds.

In the woman's room without lights on, the rustling sound of clothes seemed to be playing a ridiculous tune.

The girl asked in a low voice: "Have we done this before?"

The boy was confused, he just thought it was a hug and kiss, so he answered in a low voice: "Yes, Yaoyao, I want to suck it again, open your mouth and give me a kiss."

She laughed, "Then let's do something more exciting."

The osmanthus tree with branches full of flowers trembled in the wind, and the golden flowers fell to the ground, sinking into the morning rain and dew, and were covered by the fallen green leaves, crushing the ground with rich floral fragrance, which lingered for a long time.