In that instant, I finally saw all her beauty and tattoos.
Exquisite!
From this angle, I could observe every detail ticulously.
Even more dreamy than I imagined.
Except, she looked so aggrieved she was about to cry.
My heart softened imdiately: "Um, Sister Song, I didn’t an to speak so harshly."
"Anyway, you’ve seen it all, that’s enough, right."
"Sister Song, I truly didn’t an anything else, you’re just so beautiful that I got a bit impulsive."
I apologized imdiately.
And gently kissed her.
Song Ruoyun seed to finally open up: "Zhang Yang, I just don’t want you to think I’m a loose woman."
"I know that, Sister Song’s dignity is a kind of grace."
"But my grace has long been destroyed by you, and you saw everything!"
Song Ruoyun’s eyes were complex; she never dread it would be like this.
Yet ironically, what she didn’t understand was, this boundary-breaking thrill brought her a surge of excitent.
"Sister Song, then I won’t look anymore, let’s end it here today."
I felt a wave of apology.
Such strong force making soone yield.
So disgraceful!
I suspected that Song Ruoyun wouldn’t want to see again in the future.
But to my surprise.
Song Ruoyun saw I was leaving and suddenly tightened her grip, quickly grabbing my hand.
"Forget it, since you’ve seen it, have another look."
"Uh, Sister Song, what do you an by this?"
"Don’t misunderstand, I think that your gaze didn’t cost a hair, and since you’re young and vigorous, I can understand your thoughts, I shouldn’t be too harsh."
Song Ruoyun’s voice gradually softened.
Her complex gaze now held a yearning for love and care.
I imdiately realized.
Song Ruoyun had been unfulfilled for a long ti, feeling truly empty.
Eagerly hoping soone would love her, appreciate her, and take care of her.
Yet she didn’t like dominance; she needed soone to emotionally delight her, comfort her soul.
"Sister Song, then you can’t regret it."
"Mm! No regrets!"
In Song Ruoyun’s faint mosquito-like agreent.
I lowered my head directly, watching even more closely.
"Sister Song, you’re so dignified and beautiful, I’m thoroughly enjoying this!"
Every word of praise felt like feeding her soul with a bowl of chicken soup, warm and comforting.
"Sister Song, being able to look at you like this, truly is my fortune, you’re so sweet!"
Another complint, heating Song Ruoyun’s whole body, like a cat tasting mint, her soul gaining imnse joy.
"Sister Song, you’re incredibly tender!"
Bold words stirred Song Ruoyun’s heartstrings.
A layer of goosebumps appeared on her flushed skin.
For the first ti, she felt that the thrill in her soul reached a cerebral peak.
As if my gaze, every word, ford a kind of stimulation.
Fulfilling her long-standing emptiness and longing.
"Sister Song, I can’t hold back anymore, may I touch?"
I was already unbearably intense.
Not only did I lean closer, seeing more clearly, but I instinctively reached out my hand.
"Don’t, right now I might... ah..."
But before she agreed, my hand landed on her.
Song Ruoyun reacted as if struck by lightning, completely uncontrollable, screaming loudly.
Her body trembled incessantly, her face turned remarkably dreamy and captivating, as if ascending.
The twin large mangoes on her chest rippled with enchanting white waves.
With a sudden contraction, my face got wet.
Leaving sowhat stunned: "Sister Song, you’re too sensitive!"
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