Hidden Assassin

It was a very pure kiss.

In the darkness, the simple four lips meet, without more movement, each other can feel the sound of each other's breathing, but Ya Han's lips are a little trembling, like the wings of a butterfly, feeling hesitant and shy.

For a moment, the lips were separated.

Quietly in the air, flashing Yahan's complex complexion, and when he was struggling with a smile on his face, tears had slipped down, his voice softly choked: "Sorry, I'm not trying to compete with Lingjing and Shasha, I It's just ... I can't help it ... "

She still knelt on the sofa like that, but turned her face to the side: "I know your feelings for Ling Jing and rustle, knowing that you will definitely not be separated from them. You grew up with them, I am a latecomer. But some things just couldn't help, I was angry with you for half a year, but the most bitter person in my heart is me too ... I don't know how to like a child more than six years younger than me, but this half a year, I cried for you more than the previous two decades combined ... "

"I want to let you know, but you know everything you say ... But you know and tell me nothing ..." In choking, she probably felt that the sentence was really weird, and she couldn't help smiling. Get up, "Anyway ... I haven't thought about arguing with them, but I hope you can treat me well ... I can't control so much. You can treat me as a friend or a teacher, I ... 唔 ... "

The voice didn't fall, and her lips were blocked again. This time, it was Jiaming who took her initiative to hold her. In the darkness, a subtle kiss and a breathing that became increasingly rapid were heard. After a few seconds, Jiaming Then he sighed softly: "If you keep talking, I will feel like I'm really bad ..."

Ya Han supported his shoulder. Adjusting for a quick breath: "Better for me ..." Tears burst out.

"May I?"

"You ... you can say this again, I can't help it anymore ..." She tried to suppress the fierce choking sound, "Do you want me to cry out loud in front of you?"

When things got to this point, naturally there wasn't much need to talk nonsense. The snacks on the little round table dropped all over the place. With Yahan's whisper, Jiaming held her lightly. stand up. At the beginning of the two's acquaintance, the ages were quite different, in terms of height. Jiaming also always felt like a child, so this kind of misplaced princess hug was the first time for both of them. Lying in Jiaming's arms, Yahan wrapped his hands around his shoulders and necks. I shouted, "I used to call your brother Ming, and dreamed of you holding me. I thought it was funny ... I didn't expect that there were times when I really felt like a child ..."

"For me ... long ago ..."

Jia Ming replied softly, placing her body on the soft bed, but her upper body was also pulled down.

"Is that okay?" One hand reached into the soft-touch hair. Before Ya Han was determined to cry to this guy, Jia Ming smiled and stroked her neck, "I mean your illness ..."

"Uh ..." The body was stiff, and then only heard Yahan whispered, "I heard the doctor ... don't be too intense, it's okay ..."

"Ok……"

"Anyway ... that's all ... don't make excuses ..."

"But your hands are holding me, how can I undress you ..."

She shuddered embarrassedly, and she let go of Jiaming's hands. Then she lay flat on both sides of her body, staring straight at the ceiling, her chest undulating, showing her inner peace.

"It looks like a frog waiting to be dissected ..."

"Don't tease me ..." Ya Han choked for a moment, and said in an obscure voice: "I ... I haven't done it before ... Can you be lighter ..."

"Ok."

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in the dark. Groping kisses and groping touches, she tried to relax her tight body as much as possible, and with that hand, she unbuttoned her clothes one by one, slowly falling down the warm coat with thick fur, and the pink The new colored sweater, in conjunction with him pulling open the belt subway buckle, released the restraint on the waist. When she felt the thigh, she subconsciously clamped the hand and took a deep breath before letting go. In cooperation with him, he slowly took off his trousers, relaxed the pull of the bra that he bought for her at noon, and in the end, he took off the pure white underwear that he also bought, and put that pure body Come out ...

The teenager gently pulled up on the quilt to cover the bodies of the two.

Everything went slowly in the dark room. Sometimes, the touch on the skin almost choked her. The feeling of sorrow and tension in the heart, the hot and hot feeling came from the place where the skin touched, and she was tense there. Realizing the strange emotion that was provoked by a man for the first time in his life, when the hand slid into her legs restlessly, the river surged uphill.

Even if she clenched her teeth, some slight moans still couldn't flow out from her throat. The body in the quilt was hot. She gently held the hand that was making her bad, but she couldn't stop any action. At that time, the body's intense emotions suddenly burst out, and the limbs and internal organs lost their power instantly, and they could no longer make any movements. There was something in the chaotic mind that wanted to protest. It was also at this time that the legs that were originally close together were gently separated without any resistance. The body she had felt but was afraid to contact. Only then gently bowed up ...

After a while, there was finally a feeling of pain that had been suppressed to the minimum, such as steel, such as flames, from the heart, from the uncontrollable moaning in the throat, something filled her. The whole body, or a ritual of great significance to her entire life, was finally completed at this time.

The bodies of the two were held together without a gap, and she wept softly ...

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It may not be so perfect, but if you judge it by its meaning and feelings, it is almost perfect. It is held together in the same posture from beginning to end. She feels the body. Every movement in her body felt the whole process from pain to gradual weakening, and finally felt clearly that he shot those things into her body. From her initial excitement to being difficult to suppress to the end, her heart has a sense of blandness and warmth. Most of this feeling comes from Jia Ming's appeasement and accommodation.

Even though the body was tired, but the feeling of contentment filled their hearts, the two hugged together and spoke for a while in a near murmur before falling asleep. After thinking about it afterwards, the first sentence she said seemed a little silly, bitter, and self-pity. That sentence was: "I won't compete with Ling Jing and rustling ..."

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After saying this, I felt really stupid, and added a sentence: "So ... you must not give up on me, you must not say you don't know me after this time ..."

Naturally, it was difficult for De Jiaming to answer. She just clasped her hands tightly and buried her on Jia Ming's shoulder. She whispered, "Will I be pregnant?"

"I do not know……"

"Do you want me to have a baby for you?"

"Hmm ..." For some people, it may be weird to talk about children for the first time when they go to bed, but with two people's understanding of each other, there is no such problem, probably because they are conservative people ... … A hum, nodded, Jia Mingwei said hesitantly, "but ..."

"I understand ... you usually don't like to deal with people, but you really care about emotions ... you want to be a child's father normally ..."

"..."

"But then ... I might never be able to have a child for my whole life ..."

"……Sorry."

"It's okay ..." Yahan said with a smile, "I understand, and ... I'm not afraid of what other people say, but my child will lose shape. I'm your mistress now, but I don't want you to dislike it so soon. I ... Jiaming, do you say that it is me who is willing to be a mistress in the world ... "

"You are not ~ www.readwn.com ~ the best friend who can go to bed ... the same is true ..." Ya Han held up drowsiness, whispered, "Some are for money, some are for love. Starting today, Zhang Yahan is Gu Jiaming's mistress. "

Unable to answer such a sentence, Jia Ming also knew that he didn't need his own answer. With hazy eyes open, Ya Han found Jia Ming's lips and kissed gently: "I ... don't care ... friends also Okay, no matter the mistress, if you treat me well, I will be satisfied ... Dignity, other people's opinions, evaluation, I don't care about it all, Jiaming, can you promise me one thing? "

"Ok?"

"We are all very young and have a lot of time. I am six years older than you, but I am only twenty-three years old. There is nothing on the road ahead. None of us knows, but ... if one day you think it is okay, If we're still together, let me have a child for you, okay? "

"……Ok."

"I am so happy today ..."

Whispered, in the bright arms of her home, Yahan smiled and entered a sweet dream ...