ZangJiao

This was the most lingering, ambiguous, and passionate kiss since they fell in love.

From living room to bedroom, from light to darkness.

Hua Qingsi was lying on the bed with disheveled black hair, her thin body curled up slightly due to tension, her sweaty and trembling hand was held in the big palm of Sheng Baiyi, leading her to fight with the buttons on her shirt.

The buttons of the shirt are very small, and the high-end style is particularly strong...

Inexperienced, coupled with nervousness and anxiety, it really didn't go well, she would always try hard twice to compromise and retreat in order to stay still.

"Si'er."

His voice was lingering, provocative and hoarse, he kissed her hard, curling the root of her tongue, as if he had a feeling of swallowing her alive.

"Si'er, don't hide..."

Hua Qingsi's brain was smoked and burned by the wine, his whole body was soft, his body was like being under the scorching sun in midsummer, after being exposed to the sun for a long time, he was suffocated and hypoxic, his head was dizzy, and his body was limp.

"Try it first, learn how to unbutton it." Sheng Baiyi coaxed patiently, anticipating with a throbbing heart, obviously the process was like a slow process, grinding the nerves and embarrassing the body.

But he still expected it, or did it on purpose.

Take the lonely magnolia on the branch down to the mortal world, and dye it with the secular color of the mortal world.

"Brother Jiu..." Her voice was extremely soft, like her body like water, every inch of her was seducing him, wearing away his mind and tightening the chains of reason.

"I'm here, Si'er."

She took a quick breath, holding a little bit of grievance, "It's so difficult."

Sheng Baiyi just laughed, and the scorching breath scattered around her ears and burned her skin, "My Si'er is the smartest, it's not difficult to unbutton at all..."

Grinding ears and temples together, whispering love words.

The most foul, it is overwhelming!

It's really not difficult to unbutton. It's probably because he taught it too well. It's always much easier if you know it once.

Hua Qingsi thought that unbuttoning would be the end, but that was not the case. Sheng Baiyi took her by the hand and forced a fire on her body. Her head was in a state of chaos, and she was doused with hot oil, which would burn if she met a spark.

The touch on the fingertips is obvious.

The texture of the abdominal muscles, the texture of the bones, the tightness of the muscles, the smoothness of the skin, and a thin layer of sweat.

It was a novel attempt and a new world she had never touched.

The two kissed passionately, and both fell into the quagmire of desire.

"This is……"

Hua Qingsi regained his sanity a little bit, opened his almond eyes that were full of autumn water, and after adapting to the darkness for a long time, he can see his outline clearly, and he can also feel the monstrous heat wave in his fox eyes, which will ignite at any time and burn the two of them to ashes together .

"Gunshot wound." His voice was hoarse, more like sandpaper, melodious.

The scars left by the gunshot wounds looked like aliens on the flat and smooth skin.

"Then, what about this one?"

"It's also a gunshot wound."

"This one……"

"Sword wound."

"This……"

My hand was held, away from the places where there were old wounds, I pressed a little domineeringly over the top of my head, pinched her chin and kissed her passionately again.

"It's all old wounds."

"Don't be afraid, Ninth Brother will protect you well, and I promise you will never get involved with these things. You are Ninth Brother's treasure, and I will hide you in my heart, flesh and blood, and even bullets and swords will not hurt you at all."

I ran into it by chance in the afternoon, and the scene was so surprising and exciting that she ignored the scars on her body.

Think back now.

"I, can I have a look?"

"I can't." He shook his head, held her face in his hands, and kissed her hot eyes, "You will cry, I don't care if it's okay."

I haven't seen that I have already made her sad, so I am not willing to let her continue to worry.

"It's all over, Si'er."

"I'm fine."

She didn't speak anymore, she nodded slowly, but when he was not paying attention, she reached behind her.

"what is this?"

Not a gunshot wound, a knife wound, what is it?

Sheng Baiyi breathed calmly, found her hand, held it, pulled it to his lips and kissed it, "Welt marks."

Welt!

Master Nanyang Shengjiu holds great power and is above everyone else, how could this happen.

All the charming, ambiguous, and emotional feelings disappeared because of this answer. She desperately wanted to know the answer, but she didn't dare to touch the part of the past that would definitely make him uncomfortable.

She muttered to herself, comforting him, more like comforting herself, "No, don't talk, I won't inquire."

"It's okay, Brother Ninth, I also have scars on my body, it's okay, I like them all."

He still can't forget how the scar came about, but if he said it, it would definitely make the little lady cry, how distressed he would be.

"Little drunkard, are you sober?"

He changed his tone and rubbed her black hair jokingly.

"woke up."

"It's late, I'll take you back."

"When you can stay here in a fair manner, brother Jiu will never let this night go."

In the darkness, Hua Qingsi smiled lightly, holding his face in warm hands, fondling and fondling it engraved.

"Ninth brother."

"Ok?"

"You...why, you like me."

She is convinced that a person like Sheng Baiyi will never lack any outstanding women around him. Even if he has a special status and is facing threats and crises at any time, there will still be many women who will sincerely admire him because of his sinking.

"because……"

"Your eyes can hook me up and down."

He lay down again, rubbed her in his arms, buried his head on the side of her neck, and said softly, "There are many answers to love and emotion, and I can't give a standard answer..."

"Just when I saw you for the first time."

"Si'er, your eyes hide the stars all over the sky, you even set fire to me if you kill me."

"You are the one who is destined to be special to me."

Hua Qingsi seemed to understand something, "You treat me—"

"Have planned for a long time?"

Sheng Baiyi, who buried his head in his neck, laughed, "Yes, it has been planned for a long time, because I am sure that the little lady will be mine."

"Just in case, I'm in love and married?"

After a few seconds of silence, he said in a tone that could not be questioned, "I have all kinds of methods to win you over, bad, bad, cruel, whatever means are fine."

"Hua Qingsi can only belong to Sheng Baiyi."

It can only be a very derogatory word, but when used here as an affirmative sentence, there is an indescribably touching feeling.

"Si'er..."

"Will you only belong to Brother Jiu?"

I will.

she thinks.

But she won't coax him.

After thinking for a while, she said, "I can't give you an affirmative answer, but I will try my best."

"So nice."

"It's late, I'll take you back."

When the light was turned on, Sheng Baiyi turned around to put on his shirt. He also had many scars on his back, including a few faint but very strong scars.

Then--

"Ninth brother."

"Ok?"

"Do you have a tattoo?" Her almond-shaped eyes were wide open. The tattoo was just a few inches below the back of her neck, where her clothes just covered it, and it was a butterfly.

"Yes." He raised his hand and touched it. His slender fingertips touched the butterfly's wings, and he turned his head slightly. The tattooed butterfly seemed to be bright red as if it wanted to flap its wings.

This scene is particularly eye-catching.

The impeccable side face, coupled with this casual and lazy movement, made him particularly lustful!

"I, can I touch it?"

"Yes." Sheng Baiyi smiled, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, with his back straight, his hair disheveled, his black shirt unbuttoned, propping up the bed with one hand, full of lust and laziness.

The neck is slightly bent down, the eyelids are lifted, and there is a charming smile floating on it.

"I've had tattoos for many years, and it doesn't hurt anymore."

Hua Qingsi's heartbeat was beating, just touched the tattoo, and the base of his ear became hot unconsciously, like something evil, and his fingertips slowly moved towards it.

It was just a light rub, and I didn't dare to make too many movements.

"I tattooed it when I was a child, and I almost forgot it in ten years."

Having said that, it can be seen that there are very few people who have tattooed him. In Nanyang's early years, there were very strange rumors that Sheng Jiuye had tattoos on his body. People who have seen it...

all dead!

"Break the cocoon into a butterfly, death is also life."

Hua Qingsi's eyes were empty, almond eyes were bright, but there was a layer of gray hole attached.

"White clothes—"

"We finally met again."

She lowered her head and gently touched the tattoo with her lips.

"Qingsi!"

Sheng Baiyi jumped up like a frightened rabbit, grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms, clasped the back of his neck and kissed her heavily.

"Si'er, do you still want to go home?"

Hua Qingsi, with empty eyes, seemed to come back to his senses at this moment, and was forced to step up and look up.

"Baby, hold me."

Hua Qingsi was lifted up, her feet were wrapped around his waist and around his neck, kissing him all the way from the bedroom to the porch.

"If you want to go home, don't light the fire."

"It's easy..."

"Get yourself on fire."

Hua Qingsi didn't speak, and leaned on his shoulder, gasping for breath.

What happened to the indescribable joy, sadness, and rejoicing at that moment just now?