Chapter 263: Are you annoying me? (9)

And most importantly, this woman is the woman he loves deeply.
No man can be indifferent in the face of the temptation-confusion of his beloved woman.
So sometimes, even if you know that there may be a trap ahead, you will involuntarily move forward. Love is like a moth fighting a fire, knowing that it will die, but still involuntarily.
In fact, Ling Chuxia's heartbeat was very fast. She didn't know if she could succeed in making Shi Che pounce on her. She just slowed down as much as possible and tried to make herself walk more gracefully.
Beauty and fragrance have always been easy to confuse people, and the atmosphere tonight is so beautiful, she will succeed, right?
As she approached, she could feel Shi Che's sight falling on her, deep and deep, with a consistent sense of oppression, Ling Chuxia's hands clenched, keeping calm, and softly speaking, "I will help you. rub."
Then she slowly raised her hand to pick up the towel in Shi Che's hand. However, before her hand touched the towel, her wrist was already gripped. Ling Chuxia only felt the extra heat in Shi Che's palm. In a second, the whole person was dragged onto the bed.
Shi Che’s tall body was pressed down, her hands were pressed on both sides of her cheeks, and Shi Che’s kiss was pressed down hard, not as gentle and tangled as before, but swept like a gust of wind and rain. With every inch and every inch.
Ling Chuxia's breathing became hurried with Shi Che's movements, and her chest was violently up and down. Although she was expecting it, her previous experience made her feel a little scared.
Shi Che's movements were eager, and it was inevitable that his strength was a little heavier. Ling Chuxia felt pain, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her teeth clenched her lower lip, habitually not daring to make a sound.
But Shi Che's strength became more and more uncontrollable. Ling Chuxia couldn't help taking a breath from that strength, her red lips lightly opened, and she couldn't help but whispered, "It hurts."
Ling Chuxia's voice was actually very small, even with a vibrato, and almost disappeared in the wind as soon as he spoke, but Shi Che still heard it.
His black eyes lifted slightly, and there was a blazing fire at the bottom of them, almost swallowing all of his consciousness. Ling Chuxia's body was so warm and so tight, as if he was trying to hook his soul away, leaving him no choice. Control yourself.
But Ling Chuxia's word in such a low voice suddenly pulled all his sanity back. He fixedly looked at Ling Chuxia, her forehead was full of sweat, and her facial features were slightly wrinkled because of pain. The hands resting on both sides of the body firmly tightened the sheet under the body.
Shi Che raised his hand and slowly stroked Ling Chuxia's face with his big palm. He slowly lowered his head, and his thin lips lightly kissed her lips. Then, his hands slipped and he took her hand, and moved Involuntarily slowed down, smoothing her tension little by little, slowly waiting for her to adapt.
Huan-love became lingering and lingering, the strange pleasure-sensation replaced the pain, Ling Chuxia's consciousness gradually became blurred, and he could only follow Shi Che's movements and climb to heaven.
After a long time, everything finally stopped. Ling Chuxia was lying on the bed, gasping for breath. From the corner of his eyes, Shi Che took the set off and threw it into the trash can.
Her eyes couldn't help but stared at the trash can.
What she wants is there, and she can get it with her hand.