Heavenly Star

Ye Wuchen's eyebrows picked up and slowly stood up from the couch. His feet moved and he had appeared on the soft side of the flower water. Flower water just feels white shadow in front of me, my body has been gently hugged and then taken somewhere...

“Now, do you still want to scream? ”

Sitting on a soft bed of flowers, he squeezed the soft body of flowers on his legs and tightly wrapped his hands around her slender waist.

For the first time, the flowers so tightly embraced by a man reacted softly for seconds, when she wanted to struggle to escape. Ye Wuchen had kissed her tender lips before she resisted, and then grabbed the sweetness of the fragrance in her mouth with intoxication. Apart from snow condensation, this was the first time he had tasted the taste of a girl's lips, and as soon as he began to intoxicate himself, the kiss grew more and more aggressive.

The flowers were blank and the eyes of the open crystal had no focal length, leaving him motionless as if he had been deprived of his soul for a moment. When Ye Mitsuchen finally left her lips, she still stared at him, her eyes filled with water beads.

Finally, her head slowly drowned, sobbing gently in front of Ye Wuchen's chest, shaking her shoulders slightly in tears. She is like a teenage girl who has done wrong and can only shed grief and guilt in her heart by crying.

The girl's first kiss was thus taken from her without preparation, and besides grievance and sin, there was an empty loss in her heart, because she had lost what was most precious to her. At this point, she had forgotten that she was still lying in the arms of a man who had taken her first kiss and made her feel less innocent.

More and more obvious humidity began to come from the chest, letting him know that the young girl's tears were “flooded”. He did not speak, so gently hugged her, leaving her to adapt to the role of a young girl who had not had her first kiss.

However, this is clearly a relatively long process. Teenage girls' soft body rubbing even gave him a slight response. When she finally stopped crying, Ye Wuchen lifted her fine chin with her hands and softly said: "Don't you cry? Well, do it again. ”

His body leaned forward and covered those two cherry blossom-like tender lips again, one hand quietly moving to her chest, holding her warm, firm chest, soft and full of hands. The size of a 16-year-old girl is already considerable.

The flowers that were suddenly attacked again finally struggled hard, but the body that was already crying could not escape his arms in any way. Ye Wuchen ignored her struggle, delicately tasted her taste, and her hands rubbed gently in her chest, feeling the warm jade of smoothness and her fierce heartbeat. The little hands that kept pounding him in the chest had no force, until finally he had no strength at all, and could not help him in the chest.

Flower water stopped the struggle, like a lamb to be slaughtered, leaving Ye Wuchen to take the tin fluid from her mouth, even the bad hand he had invaded her chest no longer resisted. Only teardrops of grievance have been dropping in my eyes. It was not until she was about to choke that she gently left him with her soft lips, then lay her head down in front of his chest, closed her eyes and listened silently to his heartbeat.

“Stop crying, or you'll be a little flower cat.” Ye Wuchen gently caressed her face and felt her hands wet. The young girl, who had suffered heavenly grievances, had released all the tears she had accumulated during that period.

“Why do you always bully me?” She mumbled gently with a hidden cry in her voice.

'Cause you're destined to be bullied by me all your life, and I'm the only one who can bully you. ”Ye Wuchen stroked her hair and said.

“However, I already have an engagement...”

“Will you break this engagement for me?” Ye Wuchen lowered his head and murmured softly, his voice almost unheard.

Flowery's soft little hand moved gently across his chest, answering with a dreamy voice: "These days, I close my eyes and all I want is you... I must have been hit by your spell, right? Now that you do this to me, who else can I talk to besides you...”

A conservative to excessive girl, this is also where Ye Wuchen appreciates her most. So he took advantage of her conservatism and forced her to make a decision.

He smiled contentedly, "That's good. As I said, you will always belong to me as long as you wish. Your father will agree. The Lin family will agree. Don't think about it any more, don't worry about anything. I'll take care of everything. I'll be the only one you think about in the future, okay? ”

“Hmm...” she responded softly, like a smooth kitten.

“Will you... get your hands off me first?” The flowers were red and soft. The hand that was rubbing her right chest like magic kept her body dry and hot slowly, and something seemed to stand quietly in front of her.

“Okay.”

Ye Wuchen moved his hand away, the flowers were soft before he could breathe a quiet sigh of relief, but his hand sneaked in from her collar, which she had unknowingly loosened, holding one of her tender milk in her hand unhindered, playing with a fine grip.

When the flowers soften, the whole body becomes weaker and seems to melt. She twisted her body impatiently, and the strange feeling kept her mind confused, but she couldn't resist. At the moment when she was finally conquered by him, she knew not to resist him, but to be as gentle as possible.

“Little soft breasts are so charming that I can't let go... can I play like this every day?” Ye Wuchen lowered his head and gently pulled his fingers on top of her.

Flowers of soft body tremble, even more afraid to look up, just to say in the voice of the mosquito fly: “I will only belong to you in the future, you can do whatever you want to me. ”

Ye Wuchen's other hand pulled up her long dress, revealing two truncated white jade carved calves. His hand rests on her calf leg, then he flips his dress up slowly and caresses it back and forth on her smooth, soft thigh.

Flower water tightened all over her tender body and her legs tightened subconsciously, holding her heart tight and waiting for him to invade her final confinement. But that hand has been enjoying the smoothness of her thighs, no further.

The gentle comfort lasted a long time, and Ye Wuchen finally let go of this weak, gentle girl and held her in the bed behind her with no strength. With a gentle kiss on her lip, Ye Wuchen said with a smile: "Rest well, I'll wait for your father to return. When he gets back, I'll ask him for a kiss. ”

The flowers gently nodded and his eyes kept moving until he left his sight.

She was the only one left empty in the room, and she had been here alone for years without knowing that at this time she had a loss and loneliness that she had never seen before. Because at this time she is no longer a person, and there is a constant connection in her heart. At the moment of his departure, she wanted to call him not to leave herself...

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