"So sensible?" Tang Xili tilted her head, her eyes sparkling with light, as if she had drawn up a pool of autumn water, shimmering in the night.
The thin pink lips slowly curled up with a hint of mischief.
"OK, I believe you, go away, and don't bother me again, I don't want to."
Glancing at her with teasing eyes, the man's sword-like eyebrows moved slightly, and he nodded. His hands that were holding her face dropped down, and he took a step back and looked up at the jacaranda tree swaying in the wind on the street not far away.
The leaves rustled.
The moonlight falls horizontally, casting hazy shadows.
The wind he was waiting for finally came.
"Okay." Yong Zhixu turned around, looking down at the girl's beautiful eyes and eyebrows, his voice like melting snow, "Then I'll be leaving. Good night, Miss Tangxi."
Tang Xili crossed her arms over her chest, leaned lazily towards the car door, and happily responded, "Good night."
After saying that, she took a step forward, walked past him, and was about to go home.
Before she could even step foot on the ground, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist. A gentle tug came from her wrist, and her eyes blurred. She was pulled back to her previous position, with her back leaning against the car door.
The man's right arm was across her shoulders, trapping her between the car and him again.
The agarwood incense took over her breath again, and the hot breath with a hint of aggression suddenly approached and hit her ears.
There was something seductive in his voice, "Miss Tangxi, you are so mean."
Tang Xili raised her right hand, her fingertips resting on his abdominal muscles. She stared into his eyes with a playful look, her fingertips touching his skin and clothes, moving upwards little by little, and finally stopping at his heart and tapping it.
"But you, don't you like bad women?"
"No." Yong Zhixu's eyes fell on her face and he sternly corrected her, "It's not that I like bad women, it's that I only like you. The bright moon on the sea rises and falls with the tide. The seawater will only produce tides when it is pulled by the moon, and you are my moon. Whether you are good or bad, I will go to you without hesitation."
Tang Xili chuckled, "He's very smooth-talking and quite good at talking."
She raised her eyebrows, looking extremely evil, "Are you attracted by your beauty?"
The man smiled slightly, his eyes serious. "No, it's my soul that has chosen you, Miss Tangxi. For the rest of my life, I will only follow you."
"Is that so..." Tang Xili stretched out her slender arms, hooked her thin hands around his neck, and pulled him down suddenly, bringing him to eye level with her. The smile in her eyes became even more evil.
She slowly approached, her lips a few centimeters away from each other, and she barely missed his lips, then stopped at his cheek, breathing sweetly, "But I'm really not a good person. You doing this... makes me want to stain you too, to make your hands stained with blood, so that you can be a bad person like me..."
Yong Zhixu tilted his head slightly, his eyes like hooks, sticking to the delicate skin on her face, scanning her beautiful eyebrows and eyes inch by inch with obsession and possession.
His hand clenched the fingertips that were resting on his heart, and lifted it up and dropped it on the car door.
His bony fingers slid along her palm, squeezed open the gaps between his fingers, and clasped his hands tightly together.
The street light was tilted, and the exposed forearm rolled up by the sleeves had taut lines, bulging veins, and was full of desire.
"Miss Tangxi..." His lips were only three centimeters away from hers, and their every breath was entangled with hers, full of ambiguity.
In the silence, he said, "Look at my hands. They've long been stained with blood, and I'm willing to do it for you."
After all, he was also responsible for An Xinyue's death.
Tang Xili seemed to have thought of An Xianyue's death as well, and a charming and evil smile appeared on her face. "No regrets?"
The man's other hand dropped from the car door and gently grasped her waist.
The next second, his thin lips moved closer very slowly, little by little, giving her enough time to refuse.
Seeing that she didn't dodge or evade, as if she had already made up her mind, the man didn't hesitate any more, lowered his head, and kissed her naturally.
The moment their soft lips intertwined, an electric current ran through their bodies, their hearts trembled violently at the same time, and their blood turned into flames, surging and burning in their meridians, devouring both of them like wild beasts.
The man's Adam's apple rolled, and he sucked her delicate lips, kissing her gently bit by bit.
Gentle and affectionate.
The girl was not timid at all and responded enthusiastically, even licking his lips with the tip of her tongue.
The man's breathing suddenly became heavier, and the hand that was holding her waist suddenly moved up and clasped the back of her head. His strong and broad body pressed against her slender body, deepening the kiss.
A tingling sensation and a violent throbbing spread throughout the body.
The two people, with average kissing skills but extraordinary intelligence, quickly achieved a natural fit through trial and error, driven by their primal instincts.
It was like two equally matched people had started a battle and were fighting with all their might.
The sound of saliva entangled is particularly clear in the silent night.
The air became thick and hot.
Confusion and love dye the night into beautiful spring colors.
After a moment, the passionate kiss ended before Yong Zhixu was about to lose control.
His white shirt was wrinkled into several wrinkles. He was breathing heavily, his eyes and eyebrows were filled with moving lust, and his tension was alluring.
The girl in his arms had red eyes and her curled eyelashes were stained with wet tears.
The small lips, like crushed petals, were red, swollen and muddy, and shimmered faintly under the streetlights.
She opened her mouth and breathed softly, but she didn't look embarrassed at all.
Her beautiful eyes and eyebrows were filled with a kind of coldness that never faded all year round. She looked like a fairy who was high above and in control of everything in the deep forest. She was enchanting, sexy and charming.
Feeling something pressing against her lower abdomen, Tang Xili was surprised at first, then smiled evilly, "Mr. Yong, this is not a good first kiss."
The man's handsome face flushed, and he stepped back a little, creating some distance. He said in a hoarse and polite voice, "Sorry, I didn't kiss you... I couldn't control myself."
He lowered his head and pecked her lips affectionately, "Miss Tangxi, can I kiss you again?"
Tang Xili's lips curled up slightly, and she tilted her head slightly, looking both naughty and lustful. "What do you think?"
Before she could finish her words, her lips were sealed again. The man pried open her teeth with ease and kissed her passionately.
A strange tingling sensation swept over Tang Xili again. She indulged herself in pleasure, raised her hands to hook them around his neck, and raised her slender snow-white neck, like a swan, ready to fight, to meet him.
Only when breathing became difficult did they let go of each other with great satisfaction.
The man's thin lips had faint teeth marks on them, looking both gorgeous and sexy.
Looking at him, Tang Xili smiled maliciously, feeling a sense of accomplishment in marking the new things with her own scent and label.
She raised her hand, and her calloused fingertips pressed against the man's lips, smiling a bit sickly, "I've stamped it, and this place will only belong to me from now on~"
"If anyone else dares..." Her knees slowly bent, boldly and mischievously, "I'll castrate you!"
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