"You know how I feel about you.”he said softly.
Yang Jiaqi nodded. "I think the same way."
"We didn't say those words." Luo Chong said. "We can talk about something else."
Yang Jiaqi shook her head. "I can't live in fear of a few words, I can't let them leave me.”she answered. Yang Jiaqi paused for a moment. "I love you, Luo Chong. I love you so much.”
Luo Chong kissed her gently. I love you too much, Yang Jiaqi."
"Thank you." she said.
They kissed again and again. Satisfying their lips over and over again, holding each other tightly. Kissing was shaky, unstable, not lustful, affectionate kisses that they shared before, but true and honest to show their emotions for the other's strength. No matter if he had been kissed like this before, he had never felt this way before. The intensity of the kiss was overwhelming. They supported each other, and on the other hand, stabilized their own strength, because they believed that this was what true love was.
Yang Jiaqi pressed herself against Luo Chong and rolled him onto his back, pulling him to her own lips and still joining in. Through his hair, her hand reached for the back of his head. Luo Chong pressed a hand to the top of her back and held her head to the side as they continued to kiss in this new way. They had already shaken each other. They needed something different from anything they had never experienced before. The desire to be close to each other caused all distracting thoughts to melt.
Yang Jiaqi destroyed Roy's belt and flew, the two of them working his jeans and boxers down his legs. Now, he was completely in love with her, and he had completely established his masculinity. Luo Chong was right under Yang Jiaqi. She held his hand and stood at her door, aiming to steer the steering wheel. Yang Jiaqi moved back, satisfied to escape the two of them as he invaded her moans. His shaft stretched out to her in a familiar manner, and she embraced him as he completely slipped into her arms.
"I love you." Yang Jiaqi said.
"I love you." Luo Chong replied.
It encouraged her and gave her a time to curse. She was already feeling a little happy. She shouldn't have used the things she said, but she was now allowed to use them freely. Yang Jiaqi kissed him. The feeling was so deep. She only knew that he could not compare to her love for him. It's fast, but love, it works, how it works. Sometimes, it takes time, years, or even, but for them, it's happening now.
Yang Jiaqi kissed him with unbridled passion, implicating her own words from her secret, and they returned with dizziness. She once told herself that she didn't need to hear their voices. He felt that the knowledge was enough, but there was still room for doubt, and Yang Jiaqi couldn't completely abandon it. Now she had no more doubts, no more fear, no more worries, because she loved him, because she knew he loved her.
It was slow, it was emotional, it was filled with emotions that had never been felt before. When this had already begun, the New Year's Eve party had never thought that they would reach that point. Then, they were just acquaintances, friends of friends, but Xiao Min knew it for no reason. Maybe she was already lucky, but she had brought them together to rob them and told Yang Jiaqi to laugh at her drunk instructions. It seemed impossible that they had been detaining their criminal partners.
When Luo Chong started to stab her, it was even harder for Yang Jiaqi to motivate him. The need to suddenly release it was overwhelming. When they needed it, they needed it now. Yang Jiaqi pinched her leg and pulled him to her side. Because he was chasing her, she could relax so that he could rest easy for the rest of the journey. Their mouths parted, their cheeks pressed together, they cried and walked together. Yang Jiaqi thought that Luo Chong's masculinity swelled inside her body, and thought that his seed was the first hot line released.
Yang Jiaqi's arms and legs hugged him tightly, hugging her deep in his heart, and he came. A wonderful surge of pleasure radiated from her center, like the crest of a wave, flowing from her middle to every corner of her consciousness. The two of them were filled with pure joy and happiness. Their bodies writhed in their heaven, Luo Chong axis bent and steadily relaxed inside her. Their union was exhilarated and heavily battered, leaving both of them panting when it finally took them from its arms.
"I love you." Luo Chong told her that he was panting.
Yang Jiaqi kissed him. "I love you so much."
They thought about each other for a while, kissing gently and running their hands along the other. Luo Chong seduced her, looking into her eyes. She returned his gaze and curled her lips with her usual smile.
"Are you done?" he asked.
"Alright then." She confirmed.
Luo Chong looked at the clock on her bedside table. It was still one day ahead.
"Are you going out for lunch?" he asked.
Yang Jiaqi smiled. "I'd be happy to."
They went to clean up and put on their clothes with Yang Jiaqi. Ro rushed out of the truck and slid the CD into the slot, which she had already done for him. He listened to the Jeffersonian Airplane White Rabbit, and Yang Jiaqi's voice was amazing, with incredible audio quality. The rich colors and relaxed wording were unbelievably beautiful. Yang Jiaqi walked out of the house and approached the truck. She was wearing a red dress, a dark blue t-shirt, and a denim jacket.
She had made this dress herself. Her grandmother had always been a tailor and taught her granddaughter how to trade. Yang Jiaqi could make almost any equipment with needles, thread, some fabric, and a little time. She was in high school. When other girls had to beg their parents to buy the clothes they designed, she bought cheap fabric in a shop downtown and bought clothes worth it with her grandmother on the runway.
After her grandmother had passed away, she had been constantly going back and forth to trade. Her grandfather had taught her to do better and better. The design of her tattoo was from her grandmother's sketchbook. This was a pattern that she hoped to embroider on her daughter's wedding dress one day, but Yang Jiaqi's mother had never married, and the design drawn in pencil had always maintained the yellowed pages of her grandmother's sketchbook.
Yang Jiaqi stared at it, as a young child, wonderful, the vortex and shape were perfectly proportioned, flowing elegantly to another. When Yang Jiaqi wished to get a tattoo in memory of her beloved grandmother, she could only choose what it felt like. Yang Jiaqi remembered how angry her mother was when she had already seen it, not knowing the meaning and not caring to understand it.
When she climbed into the car, the corners of her mouth curled up into an eyebrow. She jumped ship to the radio station.
"Hey!" Luo Chong complained. "I was listening."
"I can't listen to myself." she said. "It gives me the creeps."
"You have a beautiful voice." Luo Chong replied.
"It's not true, I have trouble with something too low, and my high point really isn't very big. I shake." she criticized.
Luo Chong shook his head. "God, you look like Jane."
"What do you mean?" Yang Jiaqi said.
"She's from the Juilliard School and insists she can't move or sing.”he answered.
Yang Jiaqi laughed. "Most people don't want to hear recorded voices, there's something to do, how you sound in your head doesn't match how your voice sounds in reality.”
Luo Chong frowned in confusion, but something else caught his attention.
"What's that?" He asked what she saw. She had her own.
Yang Jiaqi held the remote control and curled her lips upwards, revealing a bright smile.
"I think we can have a little more fun with it.”she said.
Yang Jiaqi set the distance between them, and Luo Chong stared at it.
"Wait a minute, do you have it in you?”he asked.
Yang Jiaqi's smile grew into an affirmative one. Luo Chong picked up the remote control and held it in his hand. He opened it and the numbers flashed until he hit the settings button. Luo Chong made a low rumbling sound.
"Oh." Yang Jiaqi panted. She shifted the rubber pad around the edge of the passenger seat tightly with her hands.
Luo Chong turned it off and she relaxed again.
"You are too evil." He told her.
She retorted,"Who are you to take it with a silly smile?"”
Luo Chongxiao's thoughts of earning enough from long-ranged attacks surfaced endlessly in his mind. He gave her a few bumps as they drove. Every time he was surprised to hear her gasp, it shut up and sent a stinging sound to him. After that scene, Luo Chong felt that they had just shared the intensity of their emotions.
They went to downtown and parked nearby at the Gibbson Park, a small sanctuary for wild animals in the middle of the city. Yang Jiaqi and Luo Chongsheng held hands. They walked on the street and chose to eat in a small restaurant in Greece with a courtyard.
They walked in and were greeted by a smiling waiter.
"Hi." Yang Jiaqi said. " We want a table." She suddenly stopped. Luo Chong turned on the vibration device.
"Miss?" He asked the waiter about the change in his expression.
"Yes, I'm fine." She said the last sentence while panting. Luo Chong shook his hand.
"We'll have one watch and two.”He said to the waiter. "On the terrace, if possible."
The waiter looked at Yang Jiaqi with a confused expression. "Of course, sir."
Luo Chong turned off the vibrating device and the waiter led them out of the watch. Before leaving, he poured his drink. Yang Jiaqi burst into laughter as long as he couldn't hear her. Luo Chong joined her.
"Damn it, he must think that I have some kind of compatibility.”she said.
"He will be a kind of power." Luo Chong replied. He pressed the button on the remote control and asked her to jump.
Luo Chong cut off the vibration when he found the waiter returning with their drinks. He left them and picked what they wanted from the menu. Yang Jiaqi scanned the menu. Her heart was beating fast because she was waiting. She knew what the future was. He saw Yang Jiaqi try to predict when she would get her next surge of stimulation and hold it up, prolonging her anticipated pleasure. Waiting was almost as exciting as a toy extinguishing itself. Almost.
Luo Chong's heart softened. Yang Jiaqi rushed over to her and decided on lunch. She didn't think too much about choosing chicken Sowarange. The waiter took their menu and left them alone. Luo Chong and Yang Jiaqi stared at him across the table and said casually. The people in the restaurant filled up their lunch break from the surrounding buildings.
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