Chapter 63: This is the first time to take the initiative to seduce him
I had a vague dream, and it seemed like someone was asking me...
"Are you really smart or are you pretending to be smart?"
An inexplicable word brought me into a terrifying dream.
In the dream, Yelu Zihan came closer step by step with a polished dagger, and stabbed it into my heart accurately.
Behind him stood a masked woman in pink who was smiling wildly.
"Ah, no."
I woke up in fear and sat up on the bed. I was breathing heavily. When I recovered a little, I was sure that I was really just dreaming.
This dream was really powerful. At this time, I felt like I had done strenuous exercise and was sweating profusely.
Yeluzihan brought a glass of water and sat next to me.
"Dream?"
I took the water and warmed my cold hand. My eyes wandered away from him and then I lowered my head and said nothing.
Seeing me like this, he stretched out his hand towards me and wanted to explore my forehead. This was not a big deal at first.
But when I thought of his ferocious face in the dream just now, I shrank my body back reflexively.
He reluctantly retracted his hand that was hanging in the air.
"Silly girl, although I don't know what's going on in your head, the only thing I can promise you is that I'm with you in everything, and you don't have to be afraid of anything, not even nightmares."
There will always be times when people are vulnerable, and I am no exception. When there is thunder and lightning, how can you not be moved by someone who says to you in a manly manner, "Don't be afraid of me?"
I rubbed and rubbed shamelessly, and accidentally I rubbed into his arms, and said hypocritically: "I'm afraid."
In the past, when I had nightmares, my senior brother Chen Guang would tell me jokes to divert my attention. But at this moment, I finally found out why my senior brother’s method didn’t work after so many years of use.
Well, because my senior brother is not manly enough! I have long said that he seems to be a petty one, but he still refuses to admit it and always talks about his second- and third-rate celebrity girlfriends, just to prove that he is a straight man.
I lay on top of him, feeling the faint body fragrance mixed with the aroma of wine coming from his body. The corners of my eyes turned to the wine jar on the desk. Before I had the nightmare, he had been drinking at the desk? He never closed his eyes?
He was staring at me with half-lidded eyes, his pink face looked even redder due to drinking, and he looked charming and delicate.
I couldn't help but slowly kissed his red lips. This was the first time I took the initiative. Well, I admit that I was bold.
But when you meet happiness, shouldn’t you have to grab it with one hand and prevent it from slipping away?
From the moment he confessed to me, all my feelings became very subtle. I couldn't help but think too much about many ordinary things. No wonder people say that women in love are idiots.
Like a hungry kitten, suddenly there were big and jumping fish in front of me. Happiness came so suddenly, and I was completely at a loss.
Maybe, I am still in a dream? But this time it is - spring, a dream?
Gently nibbling and biting the tempting clove, tongue, pried open his teeth, and played around with his lips and teeth.
Then he stirred his tongues straight in, entangled with each other endlessly.
Of course, these are all the experiences he gave me before, and my movements were obviously still a little clumsy.
So much so that he roughly squared my face, turned defensive into offensive, kissed my earlobe from lips to cheek, and asked in a low voice.