beautiful waste

Chapter 62 The Second Love

Yan Yiwei suddenly looked at the dark place upstairs, there were no people on the balcony, leaving only the empty curtains blown by the wind.

The ball hit him so well that he was enlightened, and his whole body was enlightened. After several days of depression and irritability, he seemed to understand something.

He left Lu Zhuoying and walked upstairs.

It was dark upstairs, and none of the lights were turned on.The room was also dark, with the moonlight shining in dimly from outside.

The curtains fluttered, enveloping the shadow of the person on the bed.

Lu Xueyu held the other ball in her hand, and sat on the bed angrily.

He was so pissed off!

He even hugged him!He couldn't imagine what they had done before he knew it!

Yan Yiwei walked in and saw tennis balls all over the floor, each of which looked hard and flat by him.

Yan Yiwei looked at the balls all over the floor and suddenly smiled. He lowered his head, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and looked at the person on the bed.

Because he doesn't smile often, his smile is as gentle and intoxicating as snow cracked on an iceberg.

The moonlight was hazy, the air was sticky, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance exuding from the courtyards around.

What kind of flowers are blooming? At the end of this rainy season, they are in full bloom.

Lu Xueyu was stared at by him, as if stuck to a wild animal, her heart was pounding in excruciating pain.

He unconsciously gripped the bed sheet tightly and took a step back.

Reluctantly feeling the meaning of that gentle smile, his cheeks were instantly bloodshot and red, like a monkey's butt.

Fortunately, the darkness in the room cannot be seen.

Fortunately, he couldn't hear his heartbeat.

The little rabbit in his chest has never been so restless, and he sadly only now realizes what "heartbeat" really means.Those heartbeats in the past turned out to be fake.

Yan Yiwei's face, Yan Yiwei's body, his slightly frowned eyebrows, his bowed head affectionately, and the way he looked at him smiling, people who were not in his aesthetics before, now have a fatal and strong attraction to him force.

Every drop of his sweat is so sexy.

He loved his appearance so much, he wanted to cover his heart, but love came out of his mouth.

He wanted to scream, to run away.

Yet he just looked at him, forgetting to scream, forgetting to run away.

He looked at Yingying, feeling wronged and impatient.

The whole room was suffocatingly quiet, and it was too viscous to be stirred.

In the gap between eyes colliding, Lu Xueyu ran away in a panic.

Yan Yiwei said softly, "Why are you playing here?"

Lu Xueyu said: "It's too boring..."

"Have you eaten today?"

"ate……"

His cheeks were flushed, for fear that he would see something, his mind was muddy, and he couldn't remember anything.

Yan Yiwei took a step forward, and the two got closer.

Lu Xueyu's back was the head of the bed, he unconsciously tensed up, and slowly stood up.

"Why didn't you eat yesterday?"

"Ok?"

Heart beating almost suffocating.Yan Yiwei took another step forward, minimizing the distance between the two.The man's warm hands brushed his hair, and gently stroked his cheek.

Oh.

Those hands were also fatally attractive to him, warm and slippery as if possessed of magic, they held him pitifully in their palms.

He has never felt this kind of pity in his life, and since his father died, he has never felt this kind of love in the palm of his hand.

He is like a father, but not a father.

He was entangled in the competition in his heart, and he was almost about to fall.

But Yan Yiwei didn't force him, he just compressed the space and approached little by little, so that he had time to escape.

Those hands were about to touch the back of his neck along his cheeks, how he liked someone to hold the back of his neck, like catching a kitten.He was trembling all over, and the crisp and numb tremors dripped down from head to toe, flowing all over his body.

He looked at him in panic.

Yan Yiwei gently rubbed against his ear, he raised his neck and breathed as if submerged, and heard a man's voice bewitchingly asking: "Why are you angry with me, huh?"

His heart skipped a beat for an instant, and he glared at him blushing.

Seeing that light and playful smile, the meaning inside it was clearly revealed, as if his whole body had been stripped off, leaving no trace left.

He was in a panic and anxious, about to break free from the man's embrace.

Yan Yiwei patted his waist with his hands, forcing him back to the original place.

"what do you want to do?"

He pressed himself against the wall behind him and touched the corner.

The figure of the beast in the dark, strong and sexy.

"kiss you."

Yan Yiwei wrapped his arms around his waist, exerted a little force, pulled him into his arms from bottom to top, and pecked him.

Because the strength is not very strong, it comes quickly.So much so that Lu Xueyu was taken aback, and disappeared before she even tasted it.

"Are you going to mess around again?"

The dark shadows in the room moved wildly, and the man came over calmly.

His palm was very hot, holding his waist, the temperature from his close body continuously radiated, making Lu Xueyu's whole body hot.

The space squeezed a little bit, and the distance got closer a little bit. He obviously had a chance to escape, but his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he was unable to take that step for a long time.

"It is absolutely impossible for me to agree!"

The man leaned over and grabbed his hand.

Well, he was kissed again, this time it was different from a light pecking kiss, it was an invasion full of lust and wildness.He hugged him and pressed him against the window sill glass behind, entangled and kissed wantonly, Lu Xueyu ruthlessly pulled his hair, patted his head, and pushed his body but couldn't push him away.

"You let me go!"

The two kissed fiercely and intimately.There is a big difference between a kiss and a kiss, people who have never kissed do not know.He felt that his soul was touched by him, and the villain inside was crumbling by his kiss, covering his face shyly.

His whole body was on fire.

Yan Yiwei leaned against his head: "I will give you time now, if you leave, I will never touch you. If not, no matter whether you want to or not, you will never run away again!"

Lu Xueyu looked at him in shock, and saw the man's determined and domineering eyes.

He determined him, that's how he determined him!

He was caught in the net, and they were all caught in the raging and intense love.

Before he had time to react, he was carried on the shoulder by the man. He struggled and shouted at him: "This is not fair! You are playing a hooligan, a scoundrel! Ugh..."

He fell on the bed and was kissed again, so he hit his head hard in hatred.

He wrestled with his bed...

The bed boiled and turned into a pink dream.

He was so panicked that he couldn't grasp anything, he bit his shoulder fiercely, resentful and shy that he succeeded!