but you never loved me

After Yan Yan entered the room, Ning Yi dragged Yan Zimu into the bedroom.Ning Yi didn't turn on the light, Yan Zimu felt a little insecure in the dark.He couldn't see Ning Yi's expression clearly, only heard his tense voice: "Why is the phone turned off?"

cell phone?Yan Zimu took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and found that the battery had already run out, and it had automatically shut down. "The phone is out of battery, I didn't find it." He tried to explain.

Ning Yi didn't believe him. He took the phone from him and pressed the power button, but found that there was no response, so he threw it aside.

His eyes gradually adapted to the environment, and there was moonlight shining into the room outside the window, so Yan Zimu saw Ning Yi's movements.

He suddenly felt a little powerless, what is there to explain?Ning Yi was stingy with giving him such a little trust.

He stopped talking, but Ning Yi pushed him against the door violently.With both hands pinching his shoulders, his voice became more tense than before: "Then why did you meet Lin Minchen? And let him hug you."

Yan Zimu was speechless, he didn't expect Ning Yi to see it.If he knew that he would be seen and misunderstood by him, he would not invite Lin Minchen to dinner today.As for the hug, it was beyond his expectation.But he was really tired right now, and he didn't have the strength to explain anything to him.

He closed his eyes, neither looking at Ning Yi nor answering his words.Ning Yi couldn't wait for an answer, and the suppressed anger in his heart had nowhere to vent.He couldn't help raising his right hand, and the air flow brought by the raised hand made Yan Zimu's hair move slightly by his ear.

Yan Zimu's heart tightened, he could feel that Ning Yi was going to hit him.But after a while he relaxed again, let's hit it, anyway, it's not like he hasn't done it before.He didn't move, waiting for the slap to come down.

Ning Yi was really dazzled by anger, so he really wanted to slap him with this slap.But the moment his hand was about to touch Yan Zimu's face, he suddenly turned his wrist.

There was no pain as expected, but there was a loud bang in my ears.Yan Zimu opened his eyes subconsciously.Before he understood what happened, Ning Yi had already hugged him by the waist.

Ning Yi pressed him on the bed and kissed him fiercely, as if trying to swallow him down.This kind of pro-French made Yan Zimu feel very uncomfortable.He put his hands on Ning Yi's chest, trying to push him away.

Sensing his resistance, Ning Yi tightened his hands around his waist, shortening the distance between them to the shortest.Yan Zimu was not reconciled to being controlled by him like this, and bit his tongue fiercely in his mouth.

There was a smell of rust spreading in the mouths of the two of them.Ning Yi's eyes suddenly darkened again.But he didn't let go of Yan Zimu, but kissed him even more fiercely.

Yan Zimu gradually couldn't breathe, and lost the strength to resist.The hand resting on Ning Yi's chest also slowly dropped.

Ning Yi felt that he no longer resisted, and the kiss gradually became gentle.The warm tongue entangled with Yan Zimu.When they parted, an ambiguous silver thread was pulled out.

Although Yan Zimu no longer made any physical resistance, his heart was very clear.He was like an emotionless machine, lying on the bed coldly, not giving Ning Yi any response.

But Ning Yi didn't seem to feel his passive resistance, he pressed against the skin of Yan Zimu's neck, leaving marks one by one with his hot lips and tongue.Then, with Yan Zimu's Adam's apple in his mouth, the tip of his tongue circled around.

Yan Zimu's body trembled, and a successful smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.Then leaned up slightly, tore off the tie and shirt and threw them on the ground, then the belt, outer pants...