A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 741 I'm an Asshole

Ming Yanjun was trembling faintly, probably out of anger, and gave him another punch unceremoniously.

Qiu Ke grabbed her wrist and pulled her down instantly.

Ming Yanjun tensed up all over, as if he was in a fighting state to contend with him.

In the past, as long as she was concentrating, it was possible to suppress Qiu Ke. She always thought that she and Qiu Ke were evenly divided.

But tonight she found out that she was wrong. When Qiu Ke compared the truth, she had no chance of winning.

She was trapped by him with both hands, and turned against the customer.

Qiu Ke said, "I'm serious, do you think I'm lying to you?"

Before Ming Yanjun could reply, he lowered his head and kissed her lips again.

He held her hands tightly in his hands.

She couldn't resist and gritted her teeth tightly.

In the end she was about to suffocate, Qiu Ke had no choice but to leave, staring at her with eyes as dark as night, and said, "I won't bully you anymore, breathe in."

Ming Yanjun was almost nose-to-nose with him, so close, her eyes trembled, and she was still holding her breath full of vigilance.

Because of this suffocation, the consciousness seems to be unable to attach to the body, and it is floating.

Qiu Ke said again in a low voice: "Breathing in."

Afraid of breathing in his breath, she subconsciously let go without moving the tip of her nose.Let the fresh air flow in.

As soon as the jaw loosened, even though she tried her best to control the frequency, she still couldn't stop panting slightly.If he wasn't right in front of her eyes, she would be gasping for breath.

However, just after she took a few breaths, Qiu Ke suddenly bullied her again, and immediately broke through before she clenched her teeth again.

Her mind was muddled, and she vaguely heard him say: "This time I lied to you."

Ming Yanjun was trembling all over, at a loss what to do, and then he opened his mouth and bit him.

A fishy-sweet taste spread in this kiss.

Ming Yanjun cursed vaguely: "Bastard...you bastard..."

He seemed to respond, "Well, I'm an asshole."

She couldn't break free from his hands, but his clenched fists were forcefully opened little by little by his fingers.

The fingers slowly moved closer to her fingertips, until finally, they passed through the gap between the fingers and clasped tightly together.

He seemed to have some kind of power, bit by bit absorbing the strength from her until she was pale even when she resisted.

Ming Yanjun had nowhere to escape, and was entangled desperately by him.

At that moment, her whole world was full of his smell and his touch, she didn't know where she was, and she didn't know where it was.

Qiu Ke was like crazy, knowing that he couldn't do anything, but he desperately wanted to get close to her obsessively.

The deliberate alienation for so long has all come to naught.

The heart that had been beating hollow in her chest, because she became alive again, truly burst out with strength.

When I searched the streets and alleys but couldn't find her, my soul, which was gradually drying up, was nourished by her living spring.

She was the chief culprit who caused him to fall into the abyss, and she was also the redemption that allowed him to return to the world.

After carefully guarding her for so many years, once he felt her beauty, he was unstoppable and could no longer control it.

Unknowingly, he let go of Ming Yanjun's hands, inserted his fingers into her hair, supported her head and kissed her deeply.

Mr. Ming Yan's consciousness was lax, his eyes were half-opened, he didn't know whether he was looking at Qiu Ke who was kissing him, or at the crabapple flowers quietly facing the moon on the treetops above his head.

The petals fell on his body and fell on her face.

The petals were like a drop of water hitting her face, she slightly trembled the corners of her eyes, and her eyelashes trembled accordingly, splashing the sparkling light in her eyes in an instant.

She didn't know how to open her mouth or how to shut her mouth, and she let him suck away all her strength bit by bit, as if trying to suck her energy dry.

Suddenly, she moved her fingers slightly, only to belatedly realize that her hands had regained their freedom.

She moved her hands that she couldn't feel, and slowly climbed up Qiu Ke's chest.

The only sobriety left in her mind was telling her: Push him away, you can push him away now.

But she suddenly felt like she was stepping on the edge of a cliff, lightly, vaguely able to spread her wings and fly, vaguely falling into the abyss again.

The person beside her was the only thing she could grab with her fingers.

She pinched the cloth on his chest tightly with her fingertips, as if she had used all her strength to push him away, but she finally curled her fingers a little bit, and held his clothes tightly in her palm.

Qiu Ke paused for a moment, and when she raised her eyes to look at her, she saw the moonlight floating in her eyes, the streamer flying, and a faint shadow of him.

……

When Ming Yanjun gradually recovered, she was already sitting at the foot of the tree, her hands and feet were weak.

Qiu Ke sat beside her quietly, and the two of them didn't speak for a long time.

After a long time, Qiu Ke asked first, "Do you still want to hit me?" His voice was hoarse, "I will hit you whatever you want."

Ming Yanjun still did not speak.

Qiu Ke said again: "This time I won't... treat you like that again."

Ming Yanjun pursed his lips, his mind was empty for a while, and he still couldn't think of what to say.

There is still a hot spot on the lips, after a long time, Ming Yanjun still feels his breath in all senses, and it will not go away for a long time.

Later, Qiu Ke got up and left.

Ming Yanjun moved his eyes, watching his back leaving the small garden.

She didn't stop him either, and just sat under the tree blankly by herself.

She didn't realize it until Qiu Ke left and returned. She thought he had gone away, but she didn't expect him to come back.

Qiu Ke gathered her clothes and knelt down in front of her, took a cloth in her hand with ice cubes in it, and carefully and gently applied her lips that were so red and swollen from his kiss.

During the movement, he lowered his body and raised his head slightly, and Ming Yanjun lowered his eyes to look down.

Qiu Ke said in a low voice, "I'm sorry. I'm confused."

Ming Yanjun looked at his side face and the corners of his mouth, there were also bruises.She remembered that it was greeted by her punch just now.

She was very hot at first.

She moved her mouth, but the head of her tongue (crab) was still a little numb.

Qiu Ke thought for a while, then said softly: "You can do whatever you want to calm down, beat me, scold me, torture me, as long as you like it."

The icy water seeped from between her lips, causing a chill.

Ming Yanjun finally spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, and said: "I don't want to torture you."

"Then you can scold me, scold me whatever you want."

Ming Yanjun was silent.

PS: I've replaced every reverie word I can think of... still have to revise it over and over again.

(End of this chapter)