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Can't bear to see Fu Xiao being bullied any longer, after all tears welled up in her eyes, she whispered: "Sister Xiang..."

The man suddenly raised his head.

But he still didn't let go of his hand, he didn't know if he forgot, or he looked too seriously and lost his mind.Yaose coughed lightly and said, "Can you let go of sister Xiao first?"

Only then did he let go in a daze, Fu Xiao was tearful and wanted to complain but had nowhere else to complain, and looked at the two of them angrily, and said harshly: "Go back and talk on your own, don't flirt with me in front of me! I'm going to sleep, go quickly."

The two were shocked when they heard the sound, and then they laughed at the same time.Wu Xiang got up, leaned over and pinched Fu Xiao's face, patted and smiled, "Let's go now."

"What are you doing again!" Fu Xiao shouted covering his face.

Wu Xiang picked up the wine bottle, shook it in his hand, and said, "Didn't you ask me to take it away?"

Then he walked towards Yaose, gave him a light look, understood each other, and walked out together with light steps, leaving behind the person who was wronged and resentful, and then closed the door lightly, only two of them were left facing each other.

After a moment of silence, I don't know who spoke first: "Let's go back to the room."

"it is good."

Walking around for a while, I don't know who followed who, and they all chose to go to the Wuxiang house together by appointment.Wu Xiang didn't say a word, she opened the door silently, and she was silent all the way.

Why not Yao Se?

Let Yaose enter the door first, and Wuxiang turned to close the door. This is the last time for her to be silent. She doesn't know how much Yaose heard, or heard it all. She doesn't want to escape, but she doesn't know how to ask. Say, how to speak.

He closed his eyes and sighed silently, and was about to turn around when someone hugged him from behind.

The delicate and lovely person who is facing the flowers and the water, but at this moment the hand around his waist is like the strongest chain that cannot be broken free, like the weight entrusted with everything.

After all, the strength is still small, and the strangulation is not too painful, but it can really make people feel the weight of such a mood.

Silence was hugged by Yaose for a while, seeing that Yaose hadn't let go yet, she tried to call out: "Yao'er?"

"Huh?..." Yaose responded sullenly.

"What's the matter?" Asked, she put her hand on her waist and hugged her hand tightly. Unexpectedly, Yao Se thought she was going to break away, but hugged her even tighter.

Unknowingly let out a soft cry, inadvertently blamed: "Yao'er." There was no sense of blame in the words, mostly helplessness.

Only then did Yaose relax a little.

I can't see Yaose's expression from her back, but Wu Xiang also knows that she must be uneasy at this moment.In fact, it is Wuxiang who is more disturbed, but she will not tell Yaose her worries, no matter when.

Softly comforted: "I know your heart, don't worry, I won't run away again."

"Really?" Yaose asked, feeling less uneasy.

"Have I ever lied to you?" Wu Xiang smiled lightly.

Wu Xiang really never lied to her.Thinking of this, Yaose let go, and when Wu Xiang turned around, she hugged her again.

In fact, it's just a different posture for hugging, which is also convenient for Wuxiang to hug back.

"I will not leave you unless you no longer need me." Wu Xiang said.

"There won't be that day." Yao Se shook her head, and then said: "So don't leave me."

Yaose hooked Wuxiang's neck and kissed him lightly.

The aftertaste is enough to last for a long time, and the unknown fragrance spreads between the lips.Soft and warm aroma, strong like wine.

Yaose was naturally a little shy, but when she saw that person who was more innocent than herself, her shyness turned into a softness in her heart.It's there, but can't bear it, and can't quite grasp the description.

"Yao'er..." Wu Xiang was in a daze, he didn't know what to do, he was at a loss.

Yaose's hand has unconsciously caressed that slender and warm body.

Not for anything, it seems to be just to absorb a little warmth.

Distressed and gently caressed, from the waist, abdomen, heart and throat, to the throat, from bottom to top, moving inch by inch.Fingertips and palms are all indescribably tender.

Yaose felt her heart was hot, her body was hot everywhere, her mouth was dry, and she also had an unbearable urge to scratch her heart, but she didn't know how to do it. She seemed to be eager for something, from body to heart. .

Seeing this, how could Wuxiang not understand?But when she met this person, she was born like a young and immature girl who hadn't grown up before, and she couldn't do anything.The place touched by Yaose is still hot, and the reaction of the body is obvious, Wu Xiang trembles slightly, his throat moves slightly, he turns his head and dare not look at Yaose, and then said with difficulty: "Yaoer, stop..."

Yao Se stopped when she heard this.

Looking at Wuxiang misty, his eyes are bright with autumn water.

She actually knew what she was doing, but she didn't know how to go further.But this is enough for her to understand where her thoughts on Wu Xiang have reached.

"Sister, do you want me to continue?" Yao Se asked, her hands still resting on the warm skin.

The door was locked, and it was always like this when the two of them got along in the past. In the past, they could only hold hands and hug, and kisses were rare.

Wu Xiang didn't dare to look back, and said in a trembling voice: "No, I don't want to." After finishing speaking, he wished he could bite off his tongue. The chain fell off well at the critical moment, and his tone and words were not convincing.

Yaose smiled lightly, and said: "But I want to." With affectionate eyes and spring brows, she asked softly, "Sister, do you want to?" Her fingertips could not stop spinning on the hot skin that had been there before.

I wondered when this little girl became so seductive, and the place she touched was numb and itchy, and I also had the same reaction in my heart.After a long time, she reluctantly murmured softly: "May..."

So when he came back to his senses again, the candle had been extinguished and the couch was heavy.