Chapter 29
The teenager suddenly opened his mouth and whispered, "Master... Qiu'er wants..."
"Well, what?" His words were so light that they only wrapped around their lips and dissipated before they blurted out. She was absent-minded and didn't hear them clearly. Seeing his bright red thin lips tremble slightly, as if she had something to say, she leaned over. Her arms were suddenly trapped, and the soft touch brushed her cheeks and finally stayed accurately on her lips... Xiao Song opened his eyes in astonishment and subconsciously wanted to open his mouth and scold. At the moment of opening his mouth, his slippery tongue had flexibly penetrated between his teeth and tightly entangled with her tongue...< /P>
Xiao Song only heard a sigh from the teenager: "...I want to kiss you." It dissipated in the place where the lips and teeth meet.
The teenager kissed too fiercely as if to eat her. The beast-like kiss made her at a loss. Xiao Song was in an absolute weak position. At first, she still had the strength to struggle twice. Soon she was breathless by the fierce kiss, and all the resistance was suppressed by his force and turned into fruitless. The breathing between her lips and teeth was taken away. She was a little dizzy because of the heat, and her undercoordinated brain could not think normally. She completely forgot that she was at least a master, leaving only to refuse with brute force and instinct... However, how could an old woman who was already quite old to reject a less energetic person? Nianlang? It's completely impossible to think about it!
And worse things are far more than that...
It turned out that there was really no simple kiss in this * world. Xiao Song was dizzy and felt in a daze that one hand rudely pulled away his skirt, stroked his chest from his grave, and kneaded it vigorously.
This part is indeed a little **, and his hand is very strong, which makes her feel pain. Xiao Song almost woke up and pulled back a trace of lucidity in the confusion. When she woke up, she found that she had fallen into such an embarrassing situation. In anger and anger, she struggled to stretch out a hand...
With a crack, time seemed to stand still at this moment. Xiao Qiu's face tilted heavily to one side. The hairpin 'ding' fell on the ground, and the ink-like hair scattered, covering his side face... He slowly turned his head to look at her, and his cheeks were slightly red and swollen. There was still some unfading* in the beautiful swallow's eyes. There were scars on his thin lips that were bitten by her, and the winding blood followed his lips. The horn slipped down and fell a strange arc on the jade white chin.
So beautiful, the only person who can appreciate it has no mood to see it at all...
Xiao Song bit her lips and shrank her body, hurriedly pulled the torn clothes back to her body, and covered her snow-white body... Compared with Xiao Qiu's slightly messy but well-dressed clothes, her current appearance is really embarrassing. It's not that there is no time when she is more embarrassed, but is it that all people are born strong? She has always been a fragile girl with a less hard glass heart... She has not been embarrassed for so long that she almost forgot the feeling of shame.
"Master..." The teenager called her in a low voice, and his voice was very hoarse.
"Hit!" Xiao Songhong had a pair of eyes. After all, the emotions bred by this sudden incident were confused. The memories of the third generation broke out and mixed together. She couldn't tell which Xiao Qiu was the real Xiao Qiu? She roared angrily like a wounded beast to the teenager who had hurt her and may continue to hurt her: "Xiao Qiu! You also know that I am your master! Is this what an apprentice should do? Xiao Qiu, you are so disappointed as a teacher!" She took a deep breath and suppressed her surging negative emotions that wanted to gushe out of her chest, "Get out!"
"Master..."
"Get out!" Xiao Song roared at him and broke down a little, "Xiao Qiu, don't let me say it for the third time! I don't want to see you!"
The teenager stood up slowly and staggered to the door. With a squeak, the door was opened and strong light shot in, bringing suffocating heat. She buried her head in her legs and faintly heard the young man's hoarse and resolute voice: "Master... Qiu'er has no regrets. Even after today, you hate me to the bone, and Qiu'er doesn't regret it.
Xiao Song paused and felt as if his whole body had been drained...
She doesn't understand why she never took the initiative to flirt, but in the end she still can't escape such an ending... Is fate really so helpless?
Originally, she had been struggling with which choice she should make. After today's incident, she thought... She already knew what to do... She didn't hate Xiao Qiu and never hated it... Whether it was Xiao Qiu in the past or Xiao Qiu now, she couldn't produce that kind of annoying. Emotions. Not everyone can be annoying...
But she... is afraid, afraid, and can't get close.
After all, she still doesn't like to get close to this person... especially after experiencing such a thing.
She has never been a warm person, and she also longs for warmth... Xiao Qiu is just like her.
Two people who don't have warmth can only find their own way to die, right?
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