If the love is deep into the bones

Chapter 7

My originally dazed heart suddenly became a little disturbed. I didn't say a word, raised the cigarette in my hand and took a deep breath, then turned sideways and extinguished it.

I moved to the edge of the bed, ready to get out of bed and find clothes to put on first.

"What for?" he asked.

"Put on clothes." I put my feet on the shoes, and turned back in a low voice, not daring to move my eyes.

My arm was suddenly caught, and my body froze. After a second, I raised my head before I dared to turn to look at him.

Seeing him, he raised the cigarette in his hand and took a deep breath, and didn't speak, I couldn't help frowning, "Why?"

He didn't return to me, he frowned and exhaled the smoke, then brought the smoke to his lips and took a puff, then leaned towards me.

I subconsciously leaned back to avoid it. His hand holding the cigarette had already passed me, and he was looking towards the ashtray, "What are you wearing, I'm going to sleep."

"?" I was stunned for a moment, and quickly said, "I don't know how to wear clothes..."

Before I finished speaking, he withdrew his hand and pulled my arm towards the bed as he moved towards the bed.

"Hey——" I was pulled back by him, and I couldn't help but whispered.

He didn't let go, and easily dragged me onto the bed.

I panicked again in an instant, I already knew what he was going to do, I gasped, and moved back uncontrollably.

Feeling my resistance, he let go of my lips and raised his head slightly. I clearly saw something flickering in those black eyes.

I froze and didn't dare to move. He paused for a second and said, "I don't want to?"

"..." Brother!I don't want to!The question is, dare I say it? ! "No, it's not..."

"No?" He raised his upper body slightly, looked sideways at my hand on his shoulder, "Then what are you doing?"

I clenched my fingertips slightly, and my hands were weak and weak.

While I was speechless to myself, I rolled my throat back, "Yes, yes, it still hurts."

His eyebrows were raised slightly for a moment, and his noncommittal eyes looked at me with a mouthful of blood stuck in my throat.

But he pinched my cheek and turned my avoiding face away.

I closed my eyes and didn't dare to open them, and I was unwilling to respond with resistance in my heart, but he didn't care...

The breath he exhaled was very hot, and it made me dizzy. The feeling of weakness and weakness in my hands and feet came up again, and my chest was hot and stuffy. It can't be said to be good or bad, but it made my heart beat fast. up.

I was stunned, and my body almost collapsed into a straight line. He must have sensed my discomfort. His long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he could only see half of his black eyes, but his eyes were terrifying.

Thinking he was upset, I rolled my throat uncomfortably, "What, what's wrong?"

"You're so nervous." His voice was a little hoarse, and his voice was a little tense, but he didn't feel angry.

My heart was relieved, but I didn't know what to say, he suddenly lowered his head slightly, touched the corner of my lips before lifting, "There's nothing to be nervous about."

I'm not sure if his words are sarcasm, or a temptation, or...he actually believes...

I was still struggling, his lips fell again, touched my cheek lightly, and moved towards my ear gently and slowly, "It will be fine in the future..."

His voice was lower, as if it was in his throat, with some kind of vibration, which made my heart feel a little numb, and the bridge of my nose suddenly felt a little sore.

"I... I'm really..." I finally choked out the words I've always wanted to say when his lips moved to the side of my neck.

His breath splashed on my shoulders and neck suddenly became a little loud, as if he was laughing, then he raised his head and looked at me, "I know."

"..." Does he believe me?

I stared at him blankly, but he stopped laughing slightly, then turned his head to look at me, "Can you stop looking at me like that?"

I came back to my senses, quickly pursed my lips and lowered my eyes, but his kiss fell again.

Regardless of whether what he said was true or against his will, it is undeniable that I was indeed comforted.

The body softened again, and the resistance in my heart gradually disappeared in the kiss. To be trusted like this is a feeling of being loved...

(End of this chapter)