One Thousand Two Hundred and Fifty-Five What Is to Come Will Come (I)

Tang Yu was obviously quite satisfied with this answer. Moreover, at this moment, she was soft and tender, as if she could be greasy and wet. She was particularly lovely, like a peach that was about to mature. A peach that had never been touched by anyone except him; a peach that matured under the tide of love he gave her.

Tang Yu sucked her lips that were a little red and swollen from being kissed, and he was reluctant to move away, just greedily feeling her sweet breath.

"So how far have you developed?" He asked again, his lips did not move away, and his voice lingered on her lips. Song Zhixing felt that those breaths were like feathers, always touching her heart, touching her heart, making her tremble violently. The discomfort between her legs gradually turned into hot flashes. She had long forgotten her reserve, put down her pride and stubbornness, looked at the man in front of her with watery eyes, and told the truth: "It's just... nothing..."

"Do you still like him?"

"... I do."

Tang Yu's eyes darkened, his breathing became heavier, and he punitively increased the strength of his teasing. Song Zhixing couldn't resist at all, and immediately shook his head, his voice trembling, "I don't like... I don't like him..."

"Xingxing, have you thought it through, do you like him or not?" Tang Yu's voice was low, revealing danger.

Song Zhixing's eyes were filled with a layer of uncomfortable and comforting mist. She didn't know what was wrong with her. Under his teasing, her body had long become unlike herself, so erotic and wanton, making her feel extremely ashamed. She looked at the man who made her like this, and clearly wanted to push him away, but she couldn't do it, whether physically or mentally. She panted and whispered softly: "My feelings for him have always been the most ordinary feelings between classmates..."

"Always?"

"Yes."

"Never had any other feelings?"

"...No."

Tang Yu looked down at her from top to bottom, his eyes deep, "But I remember that our Xingxing wrote a love letter to him? Yes? Didn't she also say that she wanted to grow wings and fly with him?"

Thinking about it now, he still felt very concerned. I wonder if one day there will be a chance for this little girl to write a love letter to herself.

Song Zhixing was embarrassed. She didn't even remember the content of the love letter, but she didn't expect Tang Yu to remember it so clearly.

"That love letter was written by me for a bet with Chen Cheng... It was just a joke."

Tang Yu seemed to be considering the truth of his words.

But now, her body and mind were all controlled by him, and this inexperienced little thing couldn't make up a lie at all.

"Then, that night..." He couldn't help but think of the messy clothes she wore that night of heavy rain, and his eyes suddenly darkened, "How dare you wear someone else's shirt and pants?"

Song Zhixing's mind was confused. When he said this, her beautiful misty eyes fluttered a few times, and she finally remembered, and felt wronged.

"That's my own... We bought it newly, and all three of us wore the same."

"Three? Which three?"

"Me and Xi Nan, and Chen Cheng." Song Zhixing was so well-behaved that she answered whatever he asked and told him everything honestly.

Tang Yu understood. It seemed that she and Xi Nan were not the only ones staying outside that night. He misunderstood her.

"Xingxing, every answer you gave tonight made me feel particularly satisfied, so you should be rewarded."

"What...reward?" Song Zhixing asked curiously.

Tang Yu raised his lips, and his faint smile was indescribably charming, making Song Zhixing almost dazzled. The next moment, he whispered ambiguously: "How about satisfying your body?"

Song Zhixing understood the hint immediately. When she thought of what her sixth uncle and young aunt had said just now, and then thought of what he said about going to bed being too early, her face flushed.

"Second uncle, don't mess around... Grandfather and the others are still outside..."

"Shh!" Tang Yu pressed his lips against hers, "If you make louder noises, you should really call Grandpa and the others here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he kissed her again without giving her room to resist.

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Tang Yu really satisfied her. But he didn't want her.

Song Zhixing reached the peak under the teasing of Tang Yu's fingers, which made her feel embarrassed. In the end, she didn't even have a trace of strength, and her whole body was weak. It was Tang Yu who held her hips, carried her down from the windowsill, and carefully arranged her clothes and skirt.

"Are you feeling better?" Tang Yu held her waist, brushed aside the hair on her cheek, turned her little face around, and looked into his eyes. Her breathing was still very disordered, and she had to support herself to stand. He liked the feeling of being relied on by her like this, so he held her and stood there, not moving for a long time. After a long time, he asked again: "Does it hurt?"

It was a little painful at first.

But later, it seemed that the pleasure was much greater. However, Song Zhixing couldn't say this, and could only shake her head embarrassedly. Tang Yu felt relieved and laughed ambiguously, "Xingxing, this is just an appetizer. Later... when the main meal starts, it may not be so easy to accept."

Song Zhixing's ears were red. In fact, tonight, she was already a little embarrassed and uncomfortable. If she really accepted him...

Oh my God! What on earth is she thinking?

Song Zhixing shook her head. She felt that she was completely led astray by Tang Yu.

Tang Yu seemed to see through her thoughts. He chuckled in an incredibly hoarse voice, "You're too tight. In order to avoid accidentally hurting you in the future, I think we should practice more for things like tonight."

“…” Pervert!

Song Zhixing was so dry-mouthed that she dared not answer. She just pushed him away and tried to stand up straight. As a result, her body was still so soft that she could not stand at all. Tang Yu hugged her again, "Okay, stop struggling. Stand for a while, let's go home."

His tone was so gentle, as if he was coaxing a half-grown child. Song Zhixing felt very useful again and did not struggle anymore. However, hiding in this dark room, she still had to worry about being broken into.

After a while...

She had completely recovered, and Tang Yu wanted to lead her out. When they reached the door, Song Zhixing retracted her hand. Tang Yu looked back at her, and she whispered guiltily: "You go out first, I will come out later."

Tang Yu knew that she was timid and afraid. After all, she was different from him. She was just a child, and her defense line in her heart was very fragile. He could not force her to be mentally prepared to face all the wind and rain so quickly.

But...

What is coming will come one day. It will come in the end. It's just a matter of time!