Feng Qingyu: "..." She stiffened slightly. In fact, she didn't want to reject him, but there was still a little shadow in her heart...
She turned her head and looked at him. Although the room was dark, she was already a god. She could see no difference between seeing things at night and during the day.
Di Shiyin was lying beside her. He had taken off his wedding robe and was only wearing a snow-white middle coat. He was lying there with his eyes slightly closed. His white clothes were like floating ice and broken snow, dragging under the bed - there was a faint trace of it.
The meaning of loneliness...
She sighed sadly in her heart. If this night passed like this, it would definitely leave a shadow in his heart——
She glanced at him again, not expecting that such a strong person would give up so easily...
He must have a shadow, right? He doesn't want to force her any more, and he doesn't want to hurt her any more. He might even think that she can't accept him...
She turned her body to one side, pressed her pretty face against his side, and said in a low voice: "Master, I'm just - a little scared..."
Afraid? Di Shiyin opened his eyes slightly, his eyes fell on her face, and he was a little confused: "Qingyu, what are you afraid of?"
Feng Qingyu bit her lip, her big watery eyes filled with embarrassment: "Afraid...afraid of pain..." She finally expressed her concerns.
But deep down in my heart, I was extremely sad. Originally, every girl only had to taste the pain of losing her virginity once. The so-called ignorant are fearless. Although every girl knows that it will hurt for the first time, but she has not experienced it personally, even her worries are very limited...
…
But she had to taste it three times! Men may like virginity and losing their virginity, but women don't like it. They don't want to taste that kind of pain again...
Especially when she was deprived of her body for the second time, Di Shiyin's movements at that time were a little rough, which made her extremely painful and left a little psychological shadow.
It was the same person now, and she was so familiar with his body and his size that she couldn't help but flinch...
Di Shiyin paused for a moment, and finally understood the meaning of her words. He couldn't help but hold his breath, turned around, and held her in his arms, looking into her eyes: "Is this why you rejected me?"
There seemed to be fire in his eyes, and his warm breath lingered on her cheek, which made Feng Qingyu's face redden and her heart pounding. However, she lowered her eyes slightly and whispered: "Yes - yes.
…Can you—can you be gentler?”
Di Shiyin: "..." He was a little dumbfounded. He thought she hadn't let go of her heart yet, but it turned out to be because of this - so what else did he have to worry about? He finally breathed a sigh of relief...