Dorloter sans fin rien que pour vous - Chapitre 1649

Par coïncidence, Yin Shaojie had just finished cooking the pasta and was removing it from the water. He seemed to sense her looking at him. He lifted his eyes and met her gaze.

“Quoi de neuf? What were you looking at? Your face is really red,” he asked while frowning suspiciously at her.

C'était évident. She was definitely looking at something pornographic.

“Non, I wasn’t looking at anything! My face… My face is red because… because of the steam!” Mu Xiaoxiao could not find the right words so she ended up using a very lame excuse.

Worried that he would continue asking, elle a changé de sujet. Slapping the countertop, elle a exhorté, “Have you finished cooking? I wanna eat the noodles!”

At the moment she mentioned “nouilles,” she thought of that dirty line again.

I want to eat you down there… Some weird images entered her mind and Mu Xiaoxiao hurriedly chased them out of mind. She cupped her cheeks with her hands. They felt kind of hot.

“Presque là,” said Yin Shaojie, as he put the freshly cut ingredients into the frying pan and started stir-frying.

Après plusieurs minutes, the pasta was ready.

“Eat up.” He pushed the plate towards her.

Mu Xiaoxiao stared at him. “There’s just one plate? Are you not eating?”

“Non.” Yin Shaojie was still giving her succinct replies. With a handsome and elegant flair, he washed his hands and pulled out some paper towels to wipe them dry.

Perhaps the dirty line from a moment ago had affected her, for Mu Xiaoxiao had dirty thoughts as she ate. After she ate, she would let him eat… Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly came to her senses. Bon dieu, how did she become so dirty-minded!

She looked at the time. Midnight was fast approaching. She stuffed mouthful after mouthful of food hastily into her mouth and almost choked.

“Mangez plus lentement. Pourquoi es-tu si pressé?” Yin Shaojie could not put up with it any longer and brought her a glass of water.

“Can’t be slow. Il n'y a pas de temps,” Mu Xiaoxiao said as she swallowed the noodles.

“There’s no time for what?” asked Yin Shaojie.

“For… Geez, Il n'y a pas de temps, Très bien! C'est presque 12 heures! "C'est juste quelque chose que j'ai réussi à entendre ici et là.", I’m full and I’m not gonna eat anymore! Là, let’s go…” She threw the fork down and pulled him by the hand towards the bedroom.

There were still almost 30 minutes before 12 heures. There was determination in her eyes. She did not care. If she set her mind on a matter she would do anything to accomplish it! Mu Xiaoxiao was a very stubborn person on certain matters.

Even though she didn’t bring her embarrassing made-to-order clothes, this would not dissuade her from accomplishing the delightful surprise she had prepared for him. She was at least physically present. Ce serait assez, droite? This could also be counted as her birthday wish. By hook or by crook, she would get it done. Their first time…

Mu Xiaoxiao’s ears were red. Her grip on his hand tightened, as if concerned that he was going to run away. Upon arriving at the bedroom, she pushed him onto the bed. The room was lit by a single, little orange light, which enchanted the room with a romantic atmosphere.

“What the heck are you doing?” Yin Shaojie asked, la regardant.

He feigned calm, but there was an unconcealable huskiness in his voice. Mu Xiaoxiao crawled onto the bed and sat on his waist with her eyes looking askance at him. Her small hands traced their way up his bathrobe and nestled on his chest.

“Yin Shaojie, do you… still want me?” she asked bashfully with an adorable blush painted on her small, visage délicat.

Under her palms his heart beat vigorously. As if influenced by the sound of his heartbeat, her own heart thundered wildly as well. She was… about to give herself to him… He could not possibly refuse, pourrait-il?

Hmph, as if he would dare to refuse! She had mustered up so much courage and there was no guarantee of her being able to be this brave in the future.