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The kiss went all the way down from the collarbone to Yan Hong's chest, and Zhang Yiyan's body trembled suddenly. The eyes are filled with spring and filled with water vapor.

The only trace of reason left reminded him that he could not continue. He raised his hand and put it on his thick shoulder, and the other hand touched the big head moving on his chest.

The voice was slightly hoarse and soft, but it was a word of rejection, "Yan Junge, no."

"We~can't~" She leaned back slightly, avoiding his kiss.

Yan Junge was slightly stunned. He straightened up and took the person into his arms. His desire was pressed against the abdomen of the person in his arms. His voice was hoarse and seductive, "Yanyan, don't reject me, okay~"

Lowering his head and holding his red lips in his mouth, his eyes were gentle and firm, "Yanyan, I love you~"

"Boom~"

Five thunders struck him, and Zhang Yiyan stopped moving briefly in shock. Yan Junge felt that he was no longer so resistant, felt happy, and kept up his efforts.

Holding his face with both hands, his expression was serious and focused, "Yanyan, I love you. Let me take care of you, okay."

Seeing Zhang Yiyan just looking at him and not replying for a long time, she suddenly became anxious and grabbed his hand and put it on his chest, "Yanyan, from now on, you are the only one in my world."

"Promise me, please, Yanyan~" there was even a hint of pleading behind it.

"Bang bang bang bang bang"

Yan Junge's heartbeat was beating as fast as a drum. He looked at the person in his arms for a moment, and a thin layer of sweat dripped from his nervous palms.

As if a century had passed, Zhang Yiyan shook his head slowly but firmly, then turned his face to one side, somewhat afraid of his fiery gaze.

",,," Yan Junge gritted his teeth and decided to do it without stopping. You obviously have feelings for me, why do you keep rejecting me.

Holding a breath in my heart, I pushed forward with some force, pushing myself forward. The heat pressed against Zhang Yiyan's lower abdomen, rubbing gently.

"Yanyan, you have to take responsibility for causing me to become like this. Yanyan, you also like me, I can feel it, why do you reject me."

At the end, he held the person in his arms like a big dog coquettishly, kissing and rubbing him, "Yanyan~Yanyan~stay with me, Yanyan~"

Following his movements, Zhang Yiyan's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he felt the heat in his gaze, which seemed irresistible.

When his big hand wrapped his small hand and reached for the fiery heat, Zhang Yiyan quickly retracted his hand as if he had been overheated. There was wind under his feet, and he turned his body very quickly to avoid his embrace.

Yan Junge only felt a white shadow flash before his eyes, and when he realized it, there was no one in his arms.

"boom!"

Zhang Yiyan quickly left the bathroom and closed the door forcefully, "Yan Junge, please calm down inside. Once you've calmed down, I'll let you out."

After saying that, he took off the magic rope and wrapped it around the bathroom door a few times to make sure that he couldn't open it inside, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yanyan, Yanyan, you can't do this to me, Yanyan, Yanyan."

The banging of the door was accompanied by Yan Junge's urgent shouting, "Yanyan, can you please open the door? We will talk to you face to face."

"Yanyan, baby, I'm serious. If you think it's too fast, let's take it slow and don't lock me in."

"Yanyan,yanyan,,,"

Zhang Yiyan's chest heaved violently, and he closed his eyes hard, trying to isolate his voice.

When he opened his eyes again, he looked at himself in the mirror and was slightly startled. The person in the mirror is half-dressed, his eyes are blurred, his snow-white skin is dotted with red, and his lips are slightly open, as if he is inviting people to taste it.

Pulling the nightgown tightly, her face seemed to be painted with rouge, making her look stunningly beautiful. Walking quickly into the room, Yan Junge's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he lowered his head slightly and looked at the legs exposed due to the drooping clothes. Thinking of Yan Junge's calloused hands sliding over them just now, his face became a little warmer.

He bit his lower lip slightly, and the slight sting brought him back some sense.

He, how could he do this. . .

There are so many tricks that you can do,,,

Can't think anymore, can't think anymore.

Close your eyes and recite the Pure Heart Mantra silently, over and over again. It wasn't until the heat in his body was suppressed, his mind was clear, and his eyes were calm that he slowly stood up.

"click"

The bathroom door was finally opened, and Yan Junge sat on the ground a little defeated. Hearing the movement, he slowly raised his head, with grievance in his eyes.

Looking at the neatly dressed people, Yan Junge became a little panicked. He quickly got up, clasping Zhang Yiyan's shoulders anxiously, lowering his head slightly to look at him levelly.

"Yanyan, I'm sorry, it was my lust that made me mad. Don't be angry."

"Yanyan, don't be angry with me, okay? Yanyan~"

Seeing that his voice was hoarse and his eyes were so anxious that his eyes were a little red, she still didn't let go of his hand. She just raised her head and looked at him, "You, don't do this again, or I will leave directly."

"No, no, if you don't want to, I will never force you. Yan Yan, I will wait for the day when you are willing."

Facing that fiery gaze, he still said the words of rejection, "Yan Junge, if you can't wait until that day, give up."

In the end, Yan Junge was not discouraged at all. He was no longer angry when he saw others. He lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips, "No matter how long I wait, I am committed to you for the rest of my life."

She broke away from his arms, took two steps to the side, glanced at something, and her face turned red unconsciously, "Go and take a shower. If you mess around again, I'll throw you out."

"Hey, you can't bear to leave me." He lowered his head and pecked his cheek, "I'm going to wash it now, and you can watch TV for a while."

Turned on the TV, grabbed some clothes, and ran into the bathroom quickly. Thinking of Zhang Yiyan's appearance just now, his hands moved unconsciously.

(*￣)(￣*)

Zhang Yiyan didn't even watch the TV, so he simply sat on the bed and started having a seizure. After an unknown amount of time, Yan Junge finally came out of the bathroom, covered in moisture.

Seeing that Zhang Yiyan hadn't left, he finally felt relieved. He was afraid that Yanyan would just leave without him having a reason to stay.

Feeling his gaze, Zhang Yiyan slowly opened his eyes. From the corner of his eye, he saw the clock on the bedside table on the other side. It was already one o'clock in the morning.

"You go to sleep on the sofa."

Yan Junge's heart skipped a beat. Yan Yan knew what he had planned. Fortunately, he didn't see those things on the bedside table.

",,,. Yanyan, this is a super large bed room. It's enough for two people. Why do you let me sleep on the sofa?"

"I promise to be honest and never disturb you. Yanyan, Yanyan, can you sleep in half of my bed?"

Zhang Yiyan took off his robe, lay down directly on the bed, turned his head and ignored him.

Yan Junge chuckled twice, got into bed directly, and looked at the person with his back turned, as if he wanted to spy on him.

I originally wanted to wrap myself up in a bath towel to show off my figure as a beauty trick, but I was afraid that Yan Yan would make me angry, so in the end I honestly put on my nightgown.

After lying down for less than five minutes, Yan Junge moved closer, his big head resting lightly on Zhang Yiyan's shoulder, "Yanyan, the room is heated enough, why don't you take off some clothes, otherwise it won't be comfortable."

Zhang Yiyan opened his eyes, rolled his eyes, saw him from the corner of his eye, slightly raised the corners of his lips, "Lie back."