sbdcsierra Chapter 297 Does your father disapprove of our relationship?
Chapter 297 Does your father disapprove of our relationship?
Qiao Jingyu now felt more and more deeply that Duan Yuchen was completely different from before. In the past, he was cold and aloof from women, as if he was a god who was unattainable. When he treated her, he was also a gentleman with elegant manners.
However, since the two began dating, Duan Yuchen seemed to have been reborn. He became extremely gentle and considerate, beyond imagination, even a little too doting; and he was particularly jealous, and would overturn the jar of jealousy at the slightest disturbance. Not only that, he often teased her intentionally or unintentionally, and his fiery eyes and intimate actions could always easily ignite the fire deep in her heart. What's more, he did not hide his physiological reactions to convey to her his strong desire to possess her.
Although Duan Yuchen is beautiful, he is too much for Qiao Jingyu to handle. At this moment, Duan Yuchen whispered, "I fed you like this last time when you were drunk." Qiao Jingyu thought for a moment and remembered that what Duan Yuchen mentioned should be the situation that happened on the day when Yang Xin persuaded him to drink. So she responded, "I was drunk that day and my consciousness was unclear. I can't remember anything at all. Why are you still holding on to this matter and arguing with me?" Duan Yuchen's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a sly smile, and explained, "I don't want to argue with you, I just simply hope that you will feed me." "
......Qiao Jingyu's eyes were involuntarily attracted by Duan Yuchen's handsome face, and finally fixed on his thin lips with clear lines and slight upturned lips. Although they had had countless intimate kissing experiences, Qiao Jingyu's heart still beat like a deer when she thought about feeding him mouth to mouth. Her cheeks instantly turned red and her heartbeat became more and more rapid.
However, the man in front of her was so stubborn that he said, "If you don't feed me, I won't drink it." Qiao Jingyu was helpless. She had no choice but to take a sip of the sobering soup beside her. The sobering soup was sweet.
Qiao Jingyu took a deep breath, turned around slowly, and faced Duan Yuchen. Her beautiful eyes were now covered with a thin layer of mist, shy and charming. Then, she gently closed her eyes, carefully pressed her lips against Duan Yuchen's lips, and gently passed the hangover soup in her mouth into his mouth bit by bit.
After all, this was the first time in Qiao Jingyu's life that she had tried such an intimate action, and she had no experience at all. As a result, most of the hangover soup did not enter Duan Yuchen's mouth smoothly as expected, but flowed out along the corners of their mouths pressed together, wetting each other's chins and necks.
Seeing this, Qiao Jingyu was startled and stood up in a hurry. She quickly took out two tissues from the table and frantically wiped the soup from the corners of Duan Yuchen's mouth. But despite her quick movements, a few drops of soup still took the opportunity to drip onto Duan Yuchen's snow-white shirt, leaving a small faint mark.
Because Qiao Jingyu had been lying on Duan Yuchen's broad and solid chest, her whole body was almost pressed against him, so her lips were clean and spotless, without even a drop of soup. At this moment, she raised her head and her eyes fell on the slightly embarrassing scene in front of her. She saw that Duan Yuchen's chin and collar had been wet by the spilled soup, and his originally neat and clean shirt was also stained with many stains. Seeing this, Qiao Jingyu couldn't help blushing and blamed him coquettishly: "You'd better drink it yourself, otherwise if you keep going like this, your clothes will be all dirty later!"
However, Duan Yuchen didn't care about Qiao Jingyu's scolding at all. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a sly smile. Then he said slowly in a soft and low voice: "Practice makes perfect, baby, let's continue." Before he finished speaking, he stretched out a hand, gently embraced Qiao Jingyu's slender and soft waist, and with a little force, motioned her to come closer to him again.
Qiao Jingyu was slightly stunned, but she finally obeyed Duan Yuchen's wishes. She opened her red lips slightly and carefully drank another sip of the hangover soup. This time, because she was worried about dirtying Duan Yuchen's clothes, she deliberately deepened the kiss a little, hoping to prevent the soup from leaking out. Sure enough, this time not a drop of soup spilled out. Just when she thought everything was going well and was about to get up and leave, Duan Yuchen suddenly stuck out his tongue and quickly hooked her tongue like a spirit snake.
"Hmm..." Qiao Jingyu had never expected Duan Yuchen to do this, and she couldn't help but let out a moan. Duan Yuchen tightly wrapped his tongue around Qiao Jingyu's, and the two of them were entangled passionately, as if time had stopped at this moment. After a long while, Duan Yuchen finally let go of Qiao Jingyu with satisfaction.
"If you continue like this, I won't feed you." Qiao Jingyu's face turned red after being kissed by Duan Yuchen, her breathing became unstable, and she glared at him shyly.
It’s a pity that Duan Yuchen couldn’t see it. If he saw Qiao Jingyu with shy eyes and spring in her eyes, he would definitely not be able to control himself and would pounce on her.
Later, Duan Yuchen drank the sobering soup obediently and did not pester Qiao Jingyu.
Qiao Jingyu placed the empty bowl on the bedside table and said, "Can I give you a massage?"
"No need, just sleep with me." Duan Yuchen stretched out his hand towards Qiao Jingyu.
If I sleep with him, will my headache go away?
Qiao Jingyu blushed and placed her hand on Duan Yuchen's palm.
Duan Yuchen did not lie down immediately. He half leaned on the head of the bed and put his arm around Qiao Jingyu's shoulders. Qiao Jingyu snuggled in Duan Yuchen's arms and asked, "Does your father disagree with us being together?"
Qiao Jingyu was slightly stunned. After two seconds, she said, "No!"
"Little fool!" Duan Yuchen rubbed Qiao Jingyu's head, "Do you know that people who can't see can better see the essence through phenomena, because I really feel it with my heart."
Every time Qiao Jingyu heard Duan Yuchen say that he was blind, her heart ached and her throat felt a little dry. "My father thinks the gap between us is too big and that I am not worthy of you."
Qiao Jingyu couldn't bring herself to say that her father didn't agree with them being together because he was blind. It was too hurtful.
Duan Yuchen didn't speak for a long time, and his thumb rubbed Qiao Jingyu's shoulder through the thin clothes.
Qiao Jingyu raised her head slightly, and Duan Yuchen's strong jawline came into view. She asked softly, "Why don't you speak?"
Duan Yuchen suddenly pinched Qiao Jingyu's chin, lowered his head and held Qiao Jingyu's lips, sucking hard, then pressed against Qiao Jingyu's lips and said, "You are stupid, do you know?"
"Hmm?" Qiao Jingyu wanted to say something, but Duan Yuchen kissed her lips again.
Qiao Jingyu tilted her head back to accept Duan Yuchen's kiss. Because of this posture, her body was pressed tightly against Duan Yuchen, especially her chest. Her two soft parts were pressed against Duan Yuchen's side chest.