Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

Bai Yao took the flower in surprise and asked with a smile: "Why did you want to give me this?"

There was a gentle smile on his lips, "You like flowers."

Bai Yao looked at him for a while. After a while, she took his hand and walked into their yard. He was led by her obediently. The speed and size of his steps were consistent with hers. When Bai Yao returned When he turned his head, he clearly couldn't see it, but he seemed to sense it, and a peaceful smile appeared on his lips.

Bai Yao turned around and moved forward with him without saying a word.

She confessed to him that day, and he agreed. Things seemed to be going extremely smoothly. No matter what she wanted to do or what she wanted to do, he was extremely cooperative.

Bai Yao wanted to take a walk outside the house, so he took her outside. When she wanted to see flowers, he took her to see them. When she wanted to see him, he would come to her immediately.

Their steps are highly consistent, which can no longer be described as a tacit understanding.

In the house, the wind chimes were still tinkling, making it particularly lively.

He picked up a garland from the table and put it on Bai Yao's head, "This is also for Yaoyao."

Bai Yao touched the wreath on her head, "Did you just do it?"

"Well, Yaoyao likes flowers, so I went to pick them." He tilted his head slightly, "Yaoyao, don't you like flowers?"

She smiled, "I like it."

"Then why are you unhappy?"

He seems to be particularly sensitive to people's emotions, and he can easily detect the hidden emotions in other people's hearts. Bai Yao said she likes her, but she doesn't think so in her heart.

Bai Yao put down the flowers in her hand and glanced at his house again. Almost everywhere was decorated with flowers, and the reason was obvious without asking - because she liked flowers.

Bai Yao sat behind the tea table, thinking about how to speak.

He squatted down next to her, put his hands on his knees, raised his head and "looked" at her, his white hair trailing to the floor and spreading on the red clothes, as if he was a canine accompanying his master. .

She stared at his face for a long time, "What I told you before, that I want to date you is not a wish that I need you to help me realize. This is true."

"This is something I have to work on myself and has nothing to do with you."

"So, I don't need you to please me like this."

The smile on his lips disappeared, and his expression fell into confusion again.

Bai Yao stretched out her hand and pulled him to sit next to her. She took out a piece of chocolate from her pocket, tore open the package and asked him, "Do you want to eat it?"

He did not answer immediately, but lowered his head and twitched his nose. After smelling the taste, he took the chocolate with both hands and licked it gently with the tip of his pink tongue. The next moment he pursed his lips and suddenly his face changed. After a pause, he raised his face in surprise.

Then, he opened his mouth and swallowed the whole chocolate into his mouth gracefully.

Bai Yao put one hand on the tea table and supported her chin, looking at him with a smile, "Do you like it?"

"I like it." He nodded, holding the chocolate in his mouth, chewing it and swallowing it, causing a small dot to bulge on his pale cheek.

Bai Yao couldn't hold back and poked with his finger.

He seemed to be embarrassed and stepped back slightly. He held his face in his hands, the white hair on his head swaying slightly. On the cheek covered by his hands, the place where she had poked him seemed to be faintly hot.

He wanted to hide back, but Bai Yao deliberately teased him.

She moved forward and grabbed his arm, leaned against him, and smiled softly.

The young man seemed to be a smart fool. He didn't know what the sight of a man and a woman so close reminded him of. He asked softly: "Yao Yao, do you want to mate with me?"

Bai Yao's face was stern, "Where did you learn this?"

"I've seen it." One of his hands slowly touched his face, and his fingertips gradually reached the corner of her lips, "First get close like this, then kiss here, and then..."

His slightly cold fingertips lingered on the corners of her lips for a while, then he gently probed deeper, feeling more heat, "The tongue will go in."

A pure and untainted man, untainted by the world, spoke these words and did this process without any color of lust, as if he was just following a script. He could only imitate, but never practice.

Bai Yao was inexplicably bewitched and her scalp was numb. If she could bear it, there was a ghost, and she had no intention of bearing it.

"Want to try?"

The corners of his lips moved slightly, "Yes."

Bai Yao raised her face.

At first, it was just a simple touch, and neither of them had any special feeling.

He sat obediently, just bent down in cooperation, lowered his head, and let her touch her.

Later, when the two people's breathing was at the same frequency, he felt a warm and soft lick on his lips.

He realized something and opened his lips slightly, waiting for her to go deeper.

However, Bai Yao didn't move.

She retreated to the point where their lips were touching, unwilling to tease him like before.

He just thought that she was probably tired and could just wait a little longer. However, after a while, she just smiled softly against him, but she was no longer as thoughtful as he was.

The man's pale, slender and beautiful hands held her face, and his delicate and bony fingers were all attached to her skin, as dry as dead tree branches.

He murmured, "Yaoyao, lick me again."

Bai Yao's heart was pounding, but she said: "I don't want to lick it anymore."

"That's what you want." He pressed her lips with a little force and said with great certainty, "That's what you want."

He could hear what she wanted and wanted, but he didn't understand why she had to suppress her desire for him, which made him feel aggrieved.

Bai Yao was supported on her face by him, and his kisses were on her lips again and again. Without any control, she finally broke into the source of the sweet smell of chocolate as he wished, and the heat of the two people mixed together.

The chocolate that didn't have time to melt was tossed around and he pressed it haphazardly under the base of her tongue. He quickly took it back. When they were flowing back and forth, they couldn't tell who was more passionate in their breathing.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to do something like this with someone.

No wonder there are so many crazy men and resentful women in this world.

so comfortable...

Her thin body was no longer able to maintain an upright sitting posture, and his figure kept leaning towards her. She couldn't bear it for a moment, and the two of them fell down on the old wooden floor together.

The red dress was entangled with the hem of her smoky purple skirt, and the white hair flowed down from his neck, dotted on her chest, and intertwined with the tail of her black hair. He was still holding her face in his hands, covering it The body on her body seemed like she wanted to curl up just right, matching her body.

Bai Yao's lips hurt a little.

The moment she noticed something furry brushing against the skin on her legs, she pushed him away slightly and looked down, but there was nothing there.

He was panting, his breathing was completely messed up, the skirt of his clothes was slightly messed up, and his beautiful collarbone was looming, and every rise and fall with his breathing was a moving line spectrum.

"Yao Yao..." His Adam's apple rolled, he swallowed the last bit with the sweetness of chocolate, and put his lips back to hers again, speaking softly in a sticky and torturous tone: "I want more. "