Hidden Assassin: Section 261 whispering

It's a very pure kiss.

In the darkness, with simple four lips touching, no more movements, each other can feel each other’s breathing, but Yahan’s lips trembled a bit, like the light wings of a butterfly, feeling hesitant shy.

For a moment, the lips parted.

Quietly in the air, Yahan’s complex expression flashed past, and when his face gradually struggled to smile, tears had already slipped down, and his voice was softly choked: "Sorry, I'm not fighting with Lingjing and Shasha What, I just...can't help..."

She still knelt on the sofa like that, but turned her face to one side: "I know your feelings for Lingjing and Shasha, and I know you will never be separated from them. You grew up with them, and I am Latecomers, but there are some things that can’t help. I’ve been frustrated with you for half a year, but the person who suffers the most in my heart is also me... I don’t know how I would like a child who is six years younger than me, but In the past six months, I have cried for you more than the previous twenty years combined..."

"I want you to know, but you know everything you say...but you don't tell me anything if you know..." In choking, she probably felt that such a sentence was a bit weird, she tolerated I couldn't help laughing, "Anyway...I didn't think about arguing with them, but I hope you can treat me well...I can't control that much, whether you treat me as a friend or a teacher, I... Um..."

Before the voice fell, her lips were blocked again. This time, Jia Ming took the initiative to hug her. In the darkness, there were subtle kisses and constant rapid breathing. A few seconds later , Jia Mingcai sighed softly: "If you go on, I will feel like I'm really bad..."

Yahan supported his shoulders. Adjusting his rapid breathing: "It's better for me..." Tears burst out.

"Can it be?"

"You...you say this again, I can't help it anymore..." She tried to suppress the fierce choking, "Do you want me to cry loudly in front of you?"

At this point, there is no need to talk nonsense. The snacks on the small round table all fell to the ground. With Yahan’s soft cry of "Ah", Jia Ming made her light. Hugged up. When the two met, there was a big difference in age, in terms of height. Jia Ming always feels like a child. Therefore, it is the first time for both of them to hug a princess with a sense of dislocation like this. Lying in Jia Ming’s arms, Yahan put his hands around his shoulders and neck, lowered. He whispered: "I used to call you Brother Jiaming and dreamed that you hugged me. I thought it was funny... I didn't expect that when there was such a time, I felt like a child..."

"For me...it was already..."

Jia Ming replied softly and put her body on the soft bed, but the upper body was also pulled down and bent down.

"Is it really possible?" A hand reached into the soft-touch hair. Before Yahan decided to cry to this guy, Jia Ming smiled and stroked the back of her neck, "I mean your illness..."

"Uh..." The body froze, and then Yahan whispered, "I heard the doctor say...Don't be too intense, just be fine..."

"Um..."

"Anyway... it's all like this... Don't make excuses..."

"But your hands are holding me, how can I undress you..."

She was embarrassed and stunned. She embarrassedly let go of her arms around Jia Ming. Then she lay flat on both sides of her body, looking straight at the ceiling, her chest undulating violently, showing her inner uneasiness.

"It looks like a frog just waiting to be dissected..."

"Don't tease me..." Yahan choked, for a moment, and said in an inaudible voice: "I...I haven't done it before...Can you be lighter..."

"Hmm."

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In the dark. Groping kisses, groping touches, she tried to relax her tight body as much as possible, unbuttoning her clothes one by one by that hand, slowly falling off the warm coat with thick fluff, and the pink The new colored sweater matched him pulling off the belt and subway buckle, releasing the restraint on her waist. When she touched her thigh, she subconsciously clamped the hand and took a deep breath before letting it go. As he slowly took off his trousers, he relaxed the hook of the bra he bought for her at noon. In the end, he took off the pure white bottoms that he bought in his hand, making it pure and pure. The earth body appears...

The boy gently pulled up the bedding, covering the two of them.

Everything went slowly in a dark room. Sometimes, the touch on her skin almost made her feel suffocated, the anxiety and tension in her heart, where the skin touched, there was a feeling of fiery and scorching heat, she was tight there Stretching, feeling the weird emotion of being provoked by a man for the first time in her life, when the hand slid restlessly between her legs, it surged up like mountains and seas

Even though she clenched her teeth, some slight groans still flowed out of her throat uncontrollably, and the body in the bedding was hot. She gently held the spoiling hand, but she couldn't stop any behavior. , I don't know when, the fierce emotions of the body suddenly burst out, the limbs and five internal organs all lost their strength in an instant, and they were lightly unable to make any movements anymore. There was something in the chaotic mind that wanted to protest. It was also at this time that the legs that had been close together were gently separated with no resistance at all. The body she had felt but did not dare to take the initiative to touch. At this time, he gently leaned forward...

After a short while, the pain that has been suppressed to the lowest level finally came from between the legs, like steel, like flames, flowing from the heart, from the uncontrollable groan in the throat, something filled The whole body of her, or a certain ritual that has great significance for her whole life, was finally completed at this time.

The bodies of the two were hugged together without any separation, and she cried softly...

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That may not be considered a perfect event, but if you judge the meaning and feeling of this event, the event is almost perfect, holding each other in the same posture from beginning to end. , She felt every movement of that body on her body, felt the whole process of pain from generation to gradual decrease, and finally clearly felt that he shot those things into her body. From her initial excitement to uncontrollable to the end, a kind of flatness and warmth of an old husband and old wife appeared in her heart. This feeling is mostly from Jia Ming's comfort and accommodation to her.

Even though the body is tired, the feeling of satisfaction fills the heart. The two hug each other, and they talk for a while in a nearly whispering tone, and then fall asleep deeply. After thinking about it, the first sentence she said seemed a little stupid, a little bitter, and a little self-pity, that sentence was: "I won't fight with Lingjing and Shasha..."

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After finishing this sentence, I felt that I was really stupid, and added: "So...you are not allowed to give me a mess, and you are not allowed to say that you don't know me after this time... "

Such words naturally made it difficult for De Jiaming to answer, but she held her hands tightly, and buried her head on Jiaming’s shoulders, she whispered: "Will I be pregnant?"

"I don't know..."

"Do you want me to help you have a baby?"

"Hmm..." For some people, it may be weird to talk about children the first time they go to bed, but based on the two people's understanding of each other, there is no such problem, probably because they are both conservative. People... With a light hmm, nodded, Jia Ming said hesitantly: "But..."

"I understand...you don't like to interact with people, but you really care about feelings...you want to be the father of your children normally..."

"..."

"But in that case...I may not be able to give birth to you for the rest of my life..."

"...I'm sorry."

"It's okay..." Yahan said with a smile, "I understand, and... I'm not afraid of what others say, but I will lose shape after having a baby. I am your mistress now, but I don't want you to be so fast. Don't like me... Jia Ming, you said that all the people in the world who are willing to be mistresses are like me..."

"You are not ~IndoMTL.com~the best friend who can go to bed...the same..." Yahan murmured, "Some for money, some for love, starting today , Zhang Yahan is Gu Jiaming’s mistress."

Unable to answer such a sentence, Jia Ming also knew that he did not need his own answer. With his dim eyes open, Yahan found Jia Ming's lips and kissed gently: "I...don't care anymore... ...Friends or mistresses, if you treat me well, I will be satisfied... Dignity, other people’s opinions, evaluations, I don’t care about everything, Jiaming, can you promise me one thing? ?"

"Huh?"

"We are still very young and have a lot of time. I am six years older than you, but only twenty-three years old. None of us knows what's on the road ahead, but... if one day you think Okay, if we are still together again, let me have a baby for you, okay?"

"...Hmm."

"I am... so happy today..."

Mumbling in a low voice, in Jiaming’s arms, Yahan smiled and entered a sweet dream...