YM778.TV Chapter 115
Chapter 115: love hidden deep in the bottom of her heart
Author:?Su Zhishui?MACHINE TRANSLATION
He could feel her helplessness and nervousness. He kissed her gently, bit by bit, until the nervousness in her heart gradually dissipated… …
Her body was like a flower that was slowly blown open by the spring breeze. One petal after another, she finally accepted him.
The moment she sent him in, she clearly felt a layer of obstruction.
The pain instantly struck her. Xia Jinqi gritted her teeth, but in the end, she couldn’t hold it in, and her eyes were wet.
It really hurt… …
Yan Jun’s body was slightly sluggish. He leaned over and kissed away the tears at the corner of her eyes. Only when she got used to it did he slowly start moving.
Pain and extreme pleasure intertwined with each other, instantly drowning out all of Xia Jinqi’s thoughts.
She Clung to his shoulder, like a small boat floating on the sea with the waves. Everything, but with his giving and desire… …
Extreme lingering.
Before she fell into a deep sleep, Yan Jun leaned over and gently kissed her forehead.
Good night.
“…”
It was almost inevitable that she would wake up late after a night of torment.
However, what Xia Jinqi did not expect was that the moment she opened her eyes, she discovered that her entire body was in severe pain.
A small movement could affect every nerve in her body, especially her lower body. The pain was as if it was tearing, as if she was silently accusing Yan Jun of his crimes last night.
She was clearly such a refined and clean person, with the word ‘abstinence’ written all over her face. Who would have thought that she would transform the moment she entered the bed!
Xia Jinqi supported her sore little waist and sat up.
She turned around to look at her side. The man had long disappeared.
She was just about to sigh when the bedroom door suddenly opened. She was so shocked that she instinctively fell back onto the bed, closed her eyes, and pretended to sleep!
She guessed that the person who came in might be Yan Jun. she was a little embarrassed and did not know what to say, so she could only pretend to sleep.
And her guess was right. The person who came in was Yan Jun who had just finished his morning run.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead. When he entered the room, he found that the person on the bed was still asleep.
Thinking of the craziness last night, he could not help but blame himself.
For the first time, he should have been more careful.
But she was so shy and shy, with ice-like muscles and jade-like bones, which could topple countries and cities. How could he hold himself back?
He only briefly recalled the scene from last night, and his body began to heat up.
Yan Jun suppressed some of the thoughts in his heart and walked slowly to the bed.
He stared at her delicate face for a long time, and his cold and deep black eyes sparkled with a bright light.
He bent down and placed a small daisy he picked in the garden during his morning jog on her pillow, near her cheek.
A circle of White line-shaped petals was petite and delicate, beautiful and charming, adding a hint of serenity to her sweet sleeping face.
This kind of small flower, which was praised by the Italians as the national flower, spoke of pure beauty as well as love hidden deep in the bottom of her heart.
Unable to wake her up from her deep sleep, he turned around and went to the bathroom next door.
After he left, Xia Jinqi, who was dozing off, opened her bright eyes.
She almost saw the daisy on the pillow at a glance.
She picked up the small flower and subconsciously placed it in front of her nose to sniff gently.
A faint floral fragrance instantly permeated her limbs and bones, so comfortable that she couldn’t help but smile.
This Yan Jun actually gave her flowers.
And from the looks of it, he should have picked them in the courtyard, right?
So early in the morning, he became a flower-picking bandit?
She hugged the blanket and half sat in the bed, looking at the little flower in her hand, still giggling foolishly.
The pain and discomfort in her body seemed to have disappeared without a trace at this moment.