QST(H) I: The Delicate Flowers are Hard to Grow [快穿之娇花难养]

Inferority Complex Girl x Top Student Male God (13) [H]

Yuan Shijia is still not used to such intimacy, appearing naked and unobstructed in front of him. One hand covered the two points on her chest, her legs were clamped, and she unconsciously stood far away from him.

Yuan Jing put the hot water away, looked at her back, and pulled her toward the bath master: "What's going on, don't catch a cold."

Yuan Shijia didn't say a word, her body was still a little tight, hot water hit her, and her whole body became warm.

Yuan Jing suddenly patted her on the shoulder, then walked out and said: "You wash first, I'll go outside to clean up."

When he closed the door, Yuan Shijia felt her whole body relaxed.

She could feel that Yuan Jing clearly wanted to stay, but because she was nervous he left thoughtfully.

After half an hour.

Yuan Shijia wiped her body with a bath towel, carefully poking out her head from the edge of the door. As soon as the door was opened, a voice came: "What's the matter?"

Yuan Shijia returned: "Clothes..."

Yuan Jing suddenly smiled and said, "I've seen it all, so you don't need to wear anything."

While speaking, Yuan Jing walked over, holding Yuan Shijia's clothes in his hand. He was wearing a pair of underwear, a pair of slippers, and shirtless.

Taking the clothes, Yuan Shijia inadvertently saw the red marks on Yuan Jing's back after he turn around. The long marks were very obvious from the shoulder blades to the waist, and she was the one who left them.

She bit her lip in embarrassment, and finally said nothing, put on her clothes and walked to the living room.

On the sofa in the living room, the dirty sofa cushion just now has been replaced with a different one, and it still has a fresh fragrance. Yuan Jing took another towel from nowhere and pulled Yuan Shijia to wipe her hair.

He was sitting next to her, smelling the smell of shower gel on her body, and stroked the long black hair with his hand.

"Is your body still uncomfortable?"

Yuan Shijia shook het head: "No."

Yuan Jing took a deep breath and hugged Yuan Shijia from behind, rubbing her wet hair with his face, feeling some tingling sensation on his cheeks, but he was very relieved.

"That's good. What should I do? I don't want to let you go." How can it just a while be enough, it's definitely not enough, I want to stay with her longer, I want to take her all as my own.

Yuan Shijia let him hold her, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "If you don't want me to go, then I won't go."

Yuan Jing buried his head in her neck, did not let go, and water drops on her body. Speaking in a huffy voice: "I'll be serious for a while, and you really can't leave."

His hand was stuck on Yuan Shijia's waist, smooth skin, unconsciously, his hand sprang up, touching the soft white milk.

Yuan Shijia swallowed her saliva, and the whole figure softened like spring water, lazily leaning on him: "I don't want to go either."

Outside the window, the sky was already dark, and some cool breeze was blowing wantonly.

Yuan Jing checked the time. It was already 7:30 in the evening.

He sat upright, rubbed her hair, and said: "Wait for me, I'll take a shower, you watch TV for a while, I will cook you some food, and then I will send you back, OK?"

Originally, coming to his home was already an unexpected surprise, but she didn't expect to be able to eat his cooking. Yuan Shijia nodded like a green onion, her eyes filled with excitement.

After a while, Yuan Jing came out of the bathroom, walked out and took a look at Yuan Shijia, and walked into the kitchen.

He doesn't know how to cook, he can only cook simple noodles and the like.

This time he didn't cook anything new, just a bowl of white noodles, with some vegetables and minced meat, and brought it out.

He was a little embarrassed and lowered his head to explain: "Just eat it, if it doesn't taste good, I will take you out to eat."

Sometimes, a heart is more important than anything else.

Yuan Shijia picked up the noodles with chopsticks and tasted it. The taste was average.

Yuan Jing kept his gaze on her face, waiting for an evaluation, watched her take a bite, and asked: "How is it?"

Yuan Shijia raised her head, Yuan Jing's face was only a few centimeters away from her, she seemed to be fascinated by a ghost, and she leaned forward and kiss him.

Her oily lips rubbed against his lips, adding a touch of funny, with seduction.

The young man who just opened the meat, just when he is full of blood, a kiss can provoke a fire.

Originally, Yuan Jing really didn't intend to do anything, but no matter how beautiful the lady was, she deliberately made these actions that people couldn't refuse, and all that was left was surrender.

He embraced Yuan Shijia's waist with one hand, and his self-control was the biggest challenge and collapsed.

He couldn't bear it anymore, his lips and tongue were intertwined, body fluid flowed freely, and her lips were bitten tightly, like a sucker, and he didn't utter anything. The noses of the two hit each other, and it was a little uncomfortable, but neither of them wanted to take that step back.

Unwilling to extend the distance between each other, just want to entangle each other. Don't even think about separating. It's clear that the mountains and rivers are not exhausted, and being separated just a second, it's like life and death.

It's as if you want to integrate each other into your body, so they can't calm down for a long time.