Lisa stood closer to him inconspicuously, her arm barely touching his shirt sleeve and her skirt almost touching his trousers. That was all. She raised her head and asked with innocent curiosity, "Teacher Yin, what masterpiece are you writing recently?"
Yin Feng's eyes fell on her palm-sized face and thin neck, and he thought: What kind of book am I writing? Can you understand it if I tell you? He looked down at her, smiled and said, "Nothing was written."
Just this lazy tone and the smile at the corner of his lips made Lisa's heart tremble. I thought to myself, I heard that Yin Feng was very good at having fun before I came here, and it turned out to be true. Just one sentence can make a woman's heart tingle.
Seeing that the others were eating, probably deliberately not looking over here, Lisa stood on tiptoe, so that her whole body was almost leaning against his chest, but her tone was pure and scolding: "Teacher Yin refused to tell me that I am really your fan."
The warm, fragrant and soft ball of jade is almost in my arms. Even if I just hugged her, it would be a matter of course.
Yin Feng looked at the girl and knocked on the terrace railing with his hand, but it didn't move.
He didn't move, but he didn't refuse or avoid her either. The girl understood what was going on and thought what a bad man he was. But who can blame them for having the capital to do bad things? The girl's heart trembled again at his cold and mean look. She looked at him with eyes that both of them understood, then reached out and grabbed his shirt on his chest, whispering coquettishly, "Teacher Yin, why don't you talk to me?"
Yin Feng lowered his head and smiled.
At this time, footsteps were heard on the terrace, someone was coming.
At this moment, Yin Feng's hand moved and hugged the girl's waist.
There was a gleam in the girl's eyes.
Just at this moment.
A voice suddenly sounded in Yin Feng's mind:
"Yin Feng, if you look at another woman again, I will break your legs. If you dare to touch another woman, I will castrate you."
That voice was filled with a lazy smile, so familiar. Yin Feng felt his heart tighten uncontrollably, and he became a little flustered, and his hand stopped halfway.
He curled his lips: What the hell is going on?
Is he feeling guilty?
Just as he was trying to calm down and his sight hadn't yet focused on the woman in front of him, more images suddenly flashed back in his mind -
In the dark room, the woman's eyes were red, as if she had been crying. Does she cry too?
The body is naked. The limbs were long, slender, and well-proportioned, and every inch seemed to contain wild power. Yin Feng suddenly felt his throat dry because he saw her long hair, scattered so messily under his arms. But her eyes were gentle and smiling, and she put her arms around his neck.
Yin Feng’s Adam’s apple rolled.
Then he saw more nights of them rolling around in bed, dark and with the sheets disheveled. They laughed and teased each other, caressed and kissed, whispered, and hugged each other tightly.
"Ash, don't bite me." He heard himself say aggrievedly.
Her voice was panting, and she said angrily: "You little beast..."
He heard himself laughing again, and then he didn't realize it at all, and the corners of his mouth were raised at this time, because he whispered softly at that time: "Open a little more, Ash is a judo practitioner, he is really great..."
She snorted softly, but still obeyed him.
…
Yin Feng only felt that his entire chest seemed to be filled with something sweet and swollen, and was about to burst. He was still in a daze, recalling the scene in his memory with great interest, when suddenly a voice beside him kept shouting, "Teacher Yin? Teacher Yin?"
He then came to his senses and looked towards the source of the sound with some impatience.
He paused, realizing where he was and what he was doing.
Lisa felt a little uneasy at the moment. She had also heard the rumor that the great writer Yin had once hit his head and damaged his brain, but the men just now knew better than to ask and Yin Feng did not mention it either, so she had no idea what was going on. But just now, looking at the handsome, deep, and unruly man who was about to hug her, she suddenly froze.
Then his eyes were always fixed on her, but he was clearly not looking at her, and no one knew where he was looking. Then his breathing gradually became rapid, his face turned red, and his staring eyes were no different from those of mentally retarded people.
Lisa was so conflicted and a little afraid of him, she wanted to run away from him immediately. But she was a little reluctant to give up such a good opportunity, a man who seemed to be almost perfect except that he seemed a little abnormal in his brain. So she still held the clothes on his chest, her heart beating wildly.
When Yin Feng saw clearly who the woman in front of him was, he suddenly lost his appetite and no longer had the mood to play with her. After being interrupted by Lisa, no new images popped up in his mind, and he felt as if he was taking opium. After just a few puffs, the urge was not relieved at all and it was over. He suddenly understood that that kind of happiness, the happiness he and she had when they were together those nights, was the most extreme and incredible kind of happiness in the world. He had known nothing about it and even thought it didn't exist.
He actually got it.
So when You Mingxu walked onto the terrace, this is the scene he saw:
Behind those men and women, Yin Feng was standing there. A woman lay in his arms, clutching his collar. From You Mingxu's angle, his hands seemed to be around the woman's waist. He stared at the woman with such deep eyes, and his handsome face even had a slight blush.
You Mingxu calmed himself down and thought, what was supposed to come has finally come.
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