He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

Tang Yu watched with a thought, and with a long arm, he hugged her directly onto the bed. The slippers on Song Zhixing's feet fell on the carpet. The man's strong breath enveloped her, and she subconsciously wanted to get up, Tang Yu's long arms crossed over and pushed her petite body back.

Then, he turned over and pressed his long legs on her slender legs. After looking at her with both eyes, he closed his eyes lazily, breathing evenly. His face was buried in her long hair. When she closed her eyes, her eyelashes brushed her skin. She felt the hairy and itchy sensation very clearly, like a tiny feather, sweeping from the skin. To the apex of her heart.

She was so shocked that she didn't dare to move, and her breath was full of his breath-just after taking a bath, the fragrance of the fragrance still remained, lingering on the tip of her nose.

"Second Uncle..." She called him tentatively.

"Take a good night's sleep with me." Tang Yu's muffled voice came from her neck, as if sighing. The arm pressing on her chest held her tighter.

In fact, she couldn't breathe in the hug, but she found that she didn't hate it at all. Even...inexplicably, I really like to be held by him like this. The corners of her lips were raised unconsciously, and she looked down at him slightly, only that he looked better when he fell asleep.

Fortunately, his eyebrows have been loosened at this moment, and there is no more wrinkle just now. She also relaxed a little in her heart.

Tang Yu was really sleepy. Holding her like this, he closed his eyes and fell asleep again. Song Zhixing lay under him, ‘bang-bang-’ in his heart, where can I get sleepy? With clear eyes, she stared at Tang Yu's sleeping face, her fingers playing with his hair in a novel way. She observed him so carefully and so closely for the first time. His hair is very hard and short, and she feels a little stabbed when she touches it. This feeling made her think of her father-now, in her few memories, there is probably only his father's short hair that is so hard that it can be hardened. At that time, she would ride on her father's head and play happily. A five-year-old child is carefree. She originally thought that the days of such happiness and no sorrow would go on like that, but later...

Song Zhixing put his finger in Tang Yu Danli's hair, rubbing his small face greedily on his cheek. If she hadn't met Tang Yu, where would she be now? I heard that the parents fell into the sea because they saved the father of the Tang family grandfather and the second uncle, but she never asked the specific details. Dare not ask.

"Xingxing, no matter how bad you are, I should let you do something else with me." Tang Yu suddenly said, but didn't open his eyes, just gently clasped her restless hand and gathered it on his chest. .

With a sleepy voice, speaking such ambiguous words, it rang next to her ears, and Song Zhixing suddenly felt dry and blushing. His little soft hand was pressed against his chest, where it was hot and hot, and the beating of his heart was even stronger. She was afraid that he would do something to herself, so she closed her eyes quickly, not daring to move any more, but pretended to be asleep.

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In this sleep, I really fell asleep, actually sleeping in Tang Yu's bed, in Tang Yu's arms, and sleeping soundly and contentedly. Before that, Song Zhixing could hardly imagine such a picture.

I don't know how long it took...

A rustling voice sounded beside him, Song Zhixing was disturbed, and slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, Tang Yu had already got up and was buttoning his pajamas. From Song Zhixing's direction, only his side can be seen. He wears a gray nightgown, which contrasts with the atmospheric gray sheets on the bed, making his side lines look harder and harder.

just……

The expression is distinct and much softer than usual. Moreover, after a good night's sleep, he has swept away from his previous fatigue, and now he looks refreshed and handsome.

Song Zhixing punched her head in annoyance, she was okay and started to be mad about Tang Yu again. Since when did she think the second uncle is good?

"What are you doing?" Tang Yu found out that she was awake. As soon as she turned her head, she saw that she was beating her head, her eyebrows were twisted, and she leaned over and clasped her hands. "Playing self-abuse as soon as I wake up?"

Of course Song Zhixing didn't dare to say that it was to punish him for being a nymphomaniac. Tang Yu was suddenly very close. When he spoke, his breath fell on her face, mixed with the smell of fragrance next to her, she was a little fascinated. After a long time, he asked softly, "What time is it?"

"It's over 11 o'clock."

"It's so late?" Song Zhixing sat up in a daze, Tang Yu let go of her hand, and then got up and asked: "Have you had dinner?"

"Yeah. I came back after eating with my classmates."

Mentioning this, Tang Yu twisted his eyebrows. Song Zhixing seemed to know what he was going to say, and already reached out to cover his mouth, "Second Uncle, you can't be angry, and don't always teach me. You will be very boring!"

When she said the three words ‘very boring’, her small face was pulled into a ball, and the three words were still bitten to show her deep resentment.

Looking at her like this, Tang Yu really couldn't get any temper. Her fingers were soft, leaning under his nose, and the clean scent penetrated through her nose. Tang Yu's heart moved, and he held her finger with one bite. Unlike her biting him, he took a deep bite. Song Zhixing never expected that he would react like this. After a moment of stunned, his face flushed instantly. His tongue, hot and hot, wrapped her soft fingers, gently sucking and licking, she only felt like an electric current ran through her fingertips, causing her to tremble again and again.

This feeling...too lustful!

When she came back to her senses, she was shocked to withdraw her hand suddenly and put her back behind her back. The fingers are still trembling, but the small face is filled with righteous indignation, "Second Uncle, why are you... how are you such a look!"

Tang Yu seemed to smile, and wiped the corners of his lower lips with long fingers, "Don't you think I am boring?"

He was much calmer than her reaction to breathing disorder. The seemingly smiling look made Song Zhixing feel ashamed and ashamed of him being looked down upon.

She groaned: "I'm not talking about the funny... Anyway, you are a boring, boring uncle."

In this way, I can barely save some face. Well, Cheng Cheng said before that an uncle-level man can unlock 100 styles in bed. Although she doesn't know if it is true, there are definitely 100 styles for flirting!

She thought, she had lifted the quilt and slid off the bed, "I'm going back to take a shower."

Tang Yu squinted at the slender figure walking away, sitting on the bed, serious self-reflection. Are you really boring?

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