C9 Why Does This Feel so Familiar?

She thought he would ask her to do that, but he did not, and he would not force her to sleep in a room.

What also surprised her was that he did not have the bearing of a young master when he was outside, just like an ordinary university student, a university student travelling.

They had stayed together at a hotel, climbed the mountain on foot, and savored the food at the roadside stand. It had all been like a graduation trip.

Slowly, the two became familiar.

"Have you ever seen that movie, 'The Dancer of Eitos'?" she asked him cheerfully as they strolled down the street.

"Which one are you talking about?" "A hundred benefits?" he asked.

"Hm!" I feel it! " She smiled and said, "Take a walk in the summer night like this, wearing a bathrobe! Wow, it's so beautiful! "

Unconsciously he took her hand and stared into her face, stopping in the flow of people.

"The dancer looks about seventeen. She had an unusually large, old bun on her head, and I can't even call her by her first name. " He put his hand on her face, and she blushed and lowered her head shyly.

Smoke blossomed in the night sky, illuminating the entire sky and the house.

His bathrobe had been thrown aside, and he kissed her passionately on the lips, pressing her beneath him.

Why does this feel so familiar?

She no longer thought about the pain she had suffered that night. She was cooperating with him, making it even harder for him to control himself.

But he didn't want to be as content as he was that night. He wanted her to truly experience the happiness of being a woman.

Because she was his woman. He had turned her into a woman.

His kiss landed on her jade-like skin. Every time it landed, the cells there would come to life, causing her entire body to tremble.

She clutched at the sheets, fine beads of sweat seeping through her skin.

"..."

The smell of her made him miss her for a long time.

The fireworks show outside the window was coming to an end, and the performance in the room was still going on.

He was unable to tell her that the person on that night was him. He could only plunder her sweetness nonstop and only let her beautiful body blossom in his hands time and time again.

Shi Yuan did not understand. Why did she allow him to violate her so easily? Why was it that every pain was quickly drowned out by the pleasure he brought?

Some things would never come out!

It was the end of June by the time he got back to Tokyo.

Shi Yuanyuan would often go around by herself because Wang Zixuan seemed to be very busy and didn't come home for many days. When he didn't come back, Shi Yuanyuan had a strange feeling in her heart. When I got his call, I was so excited and angry that I couldn't tell what it was.

However, when he came back from his rest and showed her his culinary skills, such a serious expression surprised her.

"You, why do you know how to cook?" she asked, standing aside.

"When I was studying in America, I would often make some for myself during breaks. No matter how bad the taste of the food I make is, it's not the same!" he said as he cut the vegetables.

Judging from his posture, there really was such a thing!

"I've heard that a man who can cook is very attractive to women. Are you trying to court someone?" She leaned against the counter and looked at him.

His expression froze for a moment, then quickly returned to his usual smile. He said, "Do you think I'm such a vulgar man?"

"Tsk, what do you being a person have to do with me?" She turned. "But if you're really doing this for a woman, I'd like to see her!"

"Oh? Didn't you say it had nothing to do with you? "Why do you want to meet her?" he asked.

"Curious!" She stared at him. "Am I right?" she said, grinning.

However, he disdainfully replied, "Little girl, what do you know? Let me tell you, the emotional world is very complicated! "

"Go, if you don't want to say it, then don't. I'm not interested in gossiping about you!" She turned in her chair, the sun shining through the window, as if she were spinning in the golden sunlight.

Feeling a little thirsty, she got up and walked over to the fridge. She took out a bottle of ice water, but just as she closed the door, she found that she could no longer turn around.

"You're really selfish. He's working hard to cook, but you don't know how to get me a bottle?" He leaned over her and whispered in her ear.

Her cheeks turned hot and her palms began to sweat.

He ran his hand lightly over her arm, his lips brushing against her neck.

Her hand loosened and the bottle of water fell to the ground.

There was no gap between the two of them, and she could feel his desire even through the short skirt.

Just as he was about to enter, the phone suddenly rang.

"Damn it, who's calling at this time?" He let go of her and grabbed the phone on the counter behind him.

So it was his best friend, Ding Haonan!

Wang Zixuan only answered and pulled her over to the dining table.