Chapter 537 If I touch too much, will my tail go bald? (6)

Bai Yao took the flower in surprise. She asked with a smile: "Why did you think of giving me this?"

He smiled gently and said, "You like flowers."

Bai Yao looked at him for a while. After a while, she took his hand and walked into their yard. He was obediently led by her. The speed and size of his steps were consistent with hers. When Bai Yao turned around, he clearly couldn't see her, but he seemed to have sensed something and a quiet smile appeared on his lips.

Bai Yao turned around and walked forward with him without saying a word.

That day she confessed to him, and then he agreed. Things seemed to be particularly smooth. No matter what she wanted to do or what she wanted to do, he was extremely cooperative.

When Bai Yao wanted to go for a walk outside the house, he would take her for a walk. When she wanted to see flowers, he would take her to see flowers. When she wanted to see him, he would come to her immediately.

Their pace was highly consistent, which was beyond the level of tacit understanding.

In the house, the sound of wind chimes was still ringing, making it particularly lively.

He picked up a wreath from the table and put it on Bai Yao's head, "This is also for Yaoyao."

Bai Yao touched the wreath on her head, "Did you just make it?"

"Yes, Yaoyao likes flowers, so I went to pick some flowers." He tilted his head slightly, "Yaoyao, don't you like flowers?"

She smiled, "Yes."

"Then why are you unhappy?"

He seemed to be particularly sensitive to people's emotions, and he could easily detect the emotions hidden in other people's hearts. Bai Yao said that she liked it, but she didn't think so in her heart.

Bai Yao put down the flowers in her hand and glanced at his room. Almost everywhere was decorated with flowers, and the reason was known without asking - because she liked flowers.

Bai Yao sat behind the tea table, thinking about how to start the conversation.

He squatted beside her, folded his hands on his knees, raised his head and "looked" at her, his white hair dragging on the ground and spreading on the red skirt, as if he was a canine accompanying his master.

She stared at his face for a long time, "What I told you before, that I want to date you is not a wish that I need you to help me realize, this is true."

"This is something I have to work hard on myself, and it has nothing to do with you."

"So, I don't need you to please me so much."

The smile on the corner of his lips disappeared, and his expression fell into confusion again.

Bai Yao reached out her hand and pulled him to sit down beside her. She took out a piece of chocolate from her pocket, tore open the package, and asked him: "Do you want to eat it?"

He did not answer immediately, but lowered his head, his nose moved slightly, and after smelling the taste, he took the chocolate with both hands, and licked it lightly with the pink tip of his tongue. The next moment, he pursed his lips, and suddenly his face froze, and he raised his face in surprise.

Then, he opened his mouth and swallowed the whole chocolate delicately.

Bai Yao put one hand on the tea table to support her chin, and looked at him with a smile, "Do you like it?"

"I like it." He nodded, holding the chocolate in his mouth, and he was reluctant to chew it and swallow it, and a small dot bulged out on his pale cheek.

Bai Yao couldn't help it, and stretched out his finger to poke it.

He seemed embarrassed and stepped back slightly, holding his face with both hands, the white hair on his head swaying slightly, and the cheeks covered by his palms, where she had poked before, seemed to be slightly hot. He

wanted to hide back, but Bai Yao deliberately teased him.

She reached forward, grabbed his arm, leaned against him, and smiled softly.

The young man seemed like a smart fool. He didn't know what the scene of a man and a woman being so close reminded him of. He asked softly: "Yaoyao, do you want to mate with me?"

Bai Yao's face was serious. "Where did you learn that?"

"I've seen it." One of his hands slowly touched her face, and his fingertips gradually reached the corner of her lips. "First get close like this, then kiss here, and then..."

His slightly cold fingertips lingered at the corner of her lips for a while, and then slowly probed deeper, feeling more heat. "The tongue will go in."

A pure and innocent man who was not tainted by the world said these words without any lust and did this process, as if he was just reading from a script. He could only imitate but never practiced.

Bai Yao's scalp was inexplicably numbed by the touch. It would be a miracle if she could bear it, and she had no intention of enduring it.

"Do you want to try?"

The corners of his lips moved slightly, "Yes."

Bai Yao raised her face.

At first, it was just a simple touch, and neither of them felt anything special.

He sat obediently, just leaned down and lowered his head to let her touch him.

Later, when their breathing became synchronized, he felt a warm and soft lick on his lips.

He realized something, and slightly lifted the corners of his lips, waiting for her to go deeper.

However, Bai Yao did not move.

She retreated to the point where their lips were touching, and refused to tease him like before.

He just thought that she was probably tired and that she should wait a little longer. However, after a while, she just smiled softly at him and was no longer as reckless as he had hoped.

The man's pale, slender and beautiful hands held her face, and his ten bony and delicate fingers were pressed against her skin, as dry as the branches of a dead tree.

He murmured, "Yaoyao, lick me again."

Bai Yao's heart was pounding, but she said, "I don't want to lick you anymore."

"You wanted to." He pressed her lips with a little force and said with certainty, "You wanted to."

He could hear what she wanted, but he didn't understand why she suppressed her desire for him, which made him feel wronged.

Bai Yao was supported by his face, and his kisses rubbed her lips again and again, without control. She finally got what he wanted and entered the source of the sweet smell of chocolate, and the heat of the two mixed together.

The chocolate that didn't have time to melt rolled around, and was randomly pressed under her tongue by him, and soon he took it back. When they circulated back and forth, they couldn't tell whose breathing was hotter.

It turned out that this was how it felt to do this with someone.

No wonder there are so many crazy men and women in this world.

So comfortable...

Her thin body was no longer able to maintain a straight sitting posture. His figure kept pressing towards her. She could not bear it for a moment, and they both fell on the old wooden floor.

His red shirt was entangled with her smoky purple skirt. His white hair flowed down from his neck, dotted on her chest, and intertwined with her black hair. His hands were still holding her face, and the body covering it seemed to want to curl up into a perfect shape to match her body.

Bai Yao's lips hurt a little.

The moment the skin on her legs felt something furry brushing against her, she pushed him away slightly and looked down. There was nothing.

He was panting, his breathing was completely disordered, his clothes were slightly rubbed, and his beautiful collarbone was faintly visible. Every time he rose and fell with his breathing, it was a moving rhythm.