79: Chapter 80 Clothes Covered in Grass (6)
79: Chapter 80 Clothes Covered in Grass (6)
The thin spring attire couldn’t even keep out body warmth.
Her complexion flushed—not with shyness, but with anger.
“Get lost, you pervert!”
“It was you who threw yourself at me.”
“That was just an accident.”
“But I think, you did it on purpose.”
Upon saying that, something suddenly crossed his mind, and he looked down at himself—could there be a reason she had thrown herself onto him?
Gan Yuan strenuously pulled her arm back, ready to push him away, but her gaze caught on the strand of black hair on his body again.
That short hair was still on him, now caught in his collar.
As she reached for it, her palm created a gust of wind, and the hair silently slid into his collar.
Feeling her movements, the man looked down.
Quick-witted in her urgency, she lifted her arm and wrapped it around his neck.
Caught off guard by her sudden embrace, Huangfu Jue was taken aback.
“Actually…” her fingers cautiously moved around his collar, searching for the strand of hair, “actually I…
I’ve had something I wanted to tell you…”
She groped and groped, finally finding the hair and pinching it between her fingertips.
She immediately stood upright.
The man seized her arm, “What do you want to say?”
She turned her back, loosened her grip, letting the hair fall from her fingers and drift into the bushes.
it’s nothing much…” she looked up at him with a smile, “I’ll go to the restroom first, I’ll tell you once I’ve thought it through.”
She flashed a mischievous smile and turned to leave.
The footsteps of the man behind her grew close; before she could turn around, he had already pulled her back and pressed her against the large tree trunk that was as thick as two people hugging.
He couldn’t wait anymore!
She couldn’t push him away.
He held her chin, preventing her jaws from meeting.
The trunk pressed harshly against her back, but the man in front of her was even harder…
Even though she should have been thinking of ways to push him away, her thoughts uncontrollably slipped back six years to the time he had kissed her in this same spot under the tree…
Her physical struggles gradually became feeble, yet that kiss had already fermented.
This man, just as clumsy at ending kisses as he was six years ago, could nonetheless make her surrender every time.
Her body grew soft, and her hand, seemingly having a will of its own, uncontrollably moved from his shoulder to his neck.
The wind blew in from afar but could barely squeeze between the two, so it had to detour, discontentedly lifting his clothes and her hair.
Gan Tang sat in the tall grass at a distance, parting the weeds to watch the couple kiss beside the tree, then let go of the grass in front of her with a smile.
“Carry on, I didn’t see anything.”
Good morning [Suddenly realized it’s already Tuesday, so…
time for a poll, ha~!~]