Red plums reflect youth

Chapter 17

Qiao Yang is a straightforward person. If the same thing happened to him, it would probably be tomorrow again after a few bowls of wine.

Therefore, Qiao Yang didn't empathize with the loneliness that the sensitive and delicate Ziqing felt in his heart. He just felt sad when he saw Ziqing's sadness and pain.

Ziqing responded to his kiss, Qiao Yang seemed to be encouraged, and kissed deeper and thicker involuntarily.

Kissing and kissing, my mind turned around.

I just feel that Ziqing's lips are clear and sweet, and his breathing is touching my nerves.His body suddenly became hot, and his whole body was agitated and urged by an uncontrollable longing.

People are controlled by lust, so they don't care about what it means to take advantage of others' danger or what it means to push an inch.

The last bit of my rationality was persuaded by the idealistic excuse: after the forced kiss, I abstained from sex for so long and regretted it...

So he tore off Ziqing's belt, and reached into his clothes to touch his delicate skin.

Ziqing realized something was wrong and pushed Qiao Yang away.But in turn, Qiao Yang pulled her back with all her strength, and her strength in imprisoning Ziqing was much stronger.

Ziqing struggled and said, "You...what do you want to do!" Then he clenched his fist and punched Qiao Yang in the face.

Qiao Yang easily caught the weak fist, and twisted Ziqing's arms behind him.

"I want you!" Qiao Yang said domineeringly, biting Ziqing's snow-white neck.

"No! I don't want to! Let go of me...I'm not a man." Ziqing shouted, because of the pain in his arm, fine cold sweat oozes from his forehead.He obviously hadn't eaten anything for several days, but somehow he managed to break free from the hands that were restraining him, and pushed Qiao Yang away.Seeming to have exhausted all his strength, Ziqing sat down on the edge of the desk, leaning his hands on the edge of the desk, panting continuously.

Qiao Yang refused to let go, and leaned forward, wrapped Ziqing with one hand, wiped off the cold sweat on Ziqing's forehead with the other hand, moved closer to his earlobe, licked it lightly, and said in a low voice, blowing on the hot air :

"I know you're not a boy, Ziqing, I just...I like you."

"I want you……"

Ziqing froze when she heard the words. Although her expression was still cold and her eyes were cold, she did not resist anymore.

Qiao Yang noticed his backing down, leaned forward, hugged him and brought him to the bed, untied his thin shirt, and pressed on him.

No matter how passionately Qiao Yang was biting his skin, or kneading the red spot on his chest, Ziqing just let it be manipulated meekly.

Ziqing's body was thin and slender, and her skin was fair and delicate. Under Qiao Yang's careful nibbling, red flowers gradually bloomed, her complexion became flushed, and her eyes became blurred.

The desire in Qiao Yang's heart was even deeper, he didn't do much foreplay, and went straight in.

Ziqing's eyes were wide open due to the pain, and his body was dripping with cold sweat. He clutched the bedding with both hands, and tried his best to endure the sharp pain.

His sanity gradually became blurred, and he was about to lose consciousness. Hearing Qiao Yang's breathing changed from clear to distant.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Qiao Yang to disarm.Lying on Ziqing's body, she gasped for breath.

Ziqing was lying on her side, unconscious.

Qiao Yang seemed to hear Ziqing muttering in a haze:

"Like... hum... can you marry me... or... can you marry me... or... you want to raise me as a male pet..."

Qiao Yang's heart trembled... He had never thought about this question before.

Or maybe he never thought of it as a problem.Ever since she found out that she wanted Ziqing, all she had been thinking about was how to find ways to get Ziqing to follow her.Never, never thought about the future.

After swallowing for a long time, he said: "This kind of thing is just for fun, and it's nothing to do. Don't you like it?... Next time, I will make you comfortable next time."

The corners of Ziqing's mouth curled up, a sneer flashed in his blurred eyes, and then he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.