【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

I don't know whether it was because of the girl's sweet and tender words of love, or because of the girl's flirtatious movements, or the position where her fingers were touching, but Dadalia's face and the skin on her neck were stained a little pink.

Very pretty.

The girl scratched Dadalia's chin like a dog, causing Dadalia to shrink back subconsciously, but the girl reluctantly put her finger on it.

In the end, Dadalia, who "compromised" (actually very willing and proactive), could only blink her wet eyes and give away her chin seemingly aggrievedly, letting her own lady dominate.

The girl's nails are trimmed round and delicate, and the thin layer of calluses on her fingertips, either on the strings or on the pen, are not so rough, but they scratch the somewhat delicate skin under her neck. Sometimes, it will bring an itch that is not annoying but tempting enough.

Maybe the girl didn't mean it, but her fingertips swept across the young man's Adam's apple that had just matured and protruded several times, causing Dadalia's hand on the girl's waist to loosen and tighten several times.

"Miss!"

Under an obviously intentional move by the girl, Dadalia finally couldn't hold it back, turned his head away, and buried his head into the girl's neck.

The anger in his heart rose, so he could only keep rubbing the girl's smooth and soft skin to achieve the purpose of venting a little bit.

The girl, who knew very well that Dadalia did not dare to act rashly and easily cross the line, reached the peak of her bad taste at this moment. One hand seemed to scratch the back of Dadalia's head soothingly, and the other hand went around his shoulder. She quietly hooked the chest strap that was used to secure his clothes, and then released it in an instant, letting the elastic straps make a small but crisp sound on Dadalia's muscles.

At least, both of them could hear it clearly.

Dadalia trembled in response, and then her whole body froze in disbelief.

Hmm...like a good housewife being teased.

Maybe it is.

The girl did not hold it back, but just let herself laugh. Stimulated by the laughter, Dadalia buried her head tighter, as if she wanted to rub herself into the girl's body out of shame. .

"It's so embarrassing, Dadali - hiss -"

Probably because he was eager to interrupt the girl's words, Dadalia's mind went blank again. At this time, he actually bit the girl's neck and shoulder. The moment his lips and teeth came into contact with the skin, he felt like eating. And knowing the taste, he actually sucked it in not too lightly.

Now it was the girl's turn to panic. Unknowingly, her whole body had been restrained by Dadalia. The one hand that was still free could only touch Dadalia's shoulder in a slightly embarrassed manner, and actually pushed her. Neither, nor La.

The numbness and slight pain coming from the sensitive areas, as well as the subtle sound of water coming with it, all reflect the person's devotion, teasing the girl's body, breathing, and heartbeat, and the girl's chin raised He stood up and stretched his neck unconsciously, which undoubtedly facilitated Dadalia's movements.

So Dadalia's lips and teeth left that piece of skin - but the tip of her tongue pressed against that piece of bright red skin, and then the soft skin sank into a small dimple, and then went all the way up, twisting on the beating pulse, It was probably a familiarity once and twice, and this time he repeated his old tricks without any hesitation.

Once again leaving a masterpiece, he seemed a little dissatisfied. His lips pressed against the hot skin and continued to move upwards, but the girl's panicked hand touched her neck:

"If it goes any higher, wearing a turtleneck won't cover it."

Dadalia stopped moving when he heard the words, stared at the two marks left by him with burning eyes, and said softly "Hmm", the vibration of his vocal cords and Adam's apple made both of them feel a little itchy, and then they woke up as if they were dreaming. After finally realizing what he had done, his skin that was originally just pink became rich and hot, so——

It was buried back into the girl's neck again.

It's not clear whether he was shy or trying to take advantage, or maybe both.

Anyway, that day, after the girl coaxed her for a long time, Dadalia raised her face again and apologized coquettishly and stammeringly.

Due to the girl's constitution, the bruises on her body always dissipate more slowly than the average person - and the girl herself did not take any measures to help the bruises dissipate, so these two ambiguous and ferocious marks, Just like this on the girl's neck.

But every time Dadalia saw these two hickeys, she would blush completely from her neck to her face. In order to take care of his charming and shy thoughts, she wore high-collared clothes for several days, which made the girl Taking the initiative, such as lifting up the fabric of the collar like just now, revealing the switch that made Dadalia blush and heartbeat.

"But miss - I still need you to explain to me what happened just now?"

"Is she...playing you?"

Dadalia gathered the girl's collar, turned sideways to block most of the wind and snow, and took the girl's hand back to the hut.

The girl's hand was not so obedient, but slid along Dadalia's palm into his somewhat wide cuffs. She felt the young man's hot body temperature through the closest layer of shirt, and her cold fingertips were still smooth. He teased the texture of Dadalia's muscles, then raised his head with a smile, and met Dadalia's surprised and embarrassed eyes.

After the girl entered the room, she dexterously pulled her hand out of the warmth, sat on the chair, picked up the still warm tea and took a sip:

"She's just acting like she doesn't love Pantalone."

"As for what Pantalone and even Dotore think, that's their business."

Dadalia, who was looking at his hands with some annoyance, hesitated briefly when he heard the girl's words, but then immediately reacted:

"Miss, don't you believe Pantalone?"

The girl's hand while drinking tea paused, and her originally indifferent expression seemed to turn gray for a moment. It seemed that in this short moment, thousands of thoughts flashed through her heart:

"I don't believe it all, but..."

The girl pursed her lips:

"I'm also helping him."

"I'm afraid that his thoughts will eventually harm him."

Dadalia didn't ask "why", he just couldn't see the girl's disappointed expression, so he grabbed the girl's hand and put it on his face:

"Thank you, miss."

"Ok?"

The girl raised her head and glanced at Dadalia blankly. The young man showed his signature warm smile and a set of neat white teeth:

"Of course, thank you, miss, for always trusting me."

The girl digested Dadalia's words for a while, then the corners of her mouth curled up slightly:

"No, Dadalia, in this case, I should be the one thanking you."

"Thank you for giving me someone I can trust."