Rong Ye pressed against her ears. The distance was too close and the breath was hot. Yu Yao's high-hanging heart was trembling. Before he could say anything, his hand was held by him and directly reached on his slightly messy clothes. Under his guidance, he pulled the buttons of the not-solid pajamas apart.

The pale white stretched out, and the texture of the new and old scars was exposed. Yu Yao took a look and couldn't help but breathe faster, and suddenly she felt that the oxygen was particularly thin.

The lights in the bedroom were so dark that they couldn't see Rong Ye's face clearly. Only a pair of burning black pupils could burn people. The danger was melted into the night, which made people dry their mouths.

Yu Yao felt that her resistance was losing, so she hurriedly touched the switch of the desk lamp, trying to turn the light a little more. Maybe it wasn't so dark, she could resist this big fairy a little.

However, her face was stroked and her head couldn't turn over. She could only search with her hands. Not only did she not touch the switch, but she also accidentally knocked over the table on the bedside table and had not finished a cup of cherry fruit yogurt that she had just unpacked.

Yu Yao's fingers were glued to yogurt, which was wet and cool, and reflexively retracted. Rong Ye held the tilted plastic cup and then grabbed her wrist.

The girl's slender and white knuckles were covered with pink and white milk stains. Rong Ye lowered her eyes, raised her hands and sent them to her lips to touch them, then raised her eyes, and her eyes fell straight on Yu Yao's eyes, looking at her intently.

"Yaoyao, yogurt is delicious?" His voice was very low, melting the magnet that vibrated the eardrums, and it looked pure. "Can I let me taste it too?"

Yu Yao's chest was up and down, trying to pull her hands back, but he had already lowered his head slightly, and the tip of his tongue was hot, licking her slightly trembling fingers, and after tasting a little milky smell, he wrapped it around unscrupulously.

The touch that came in an instant made Yu Yao unable to help but arch her back, her toes stretched straight, and her face turned redder a few degrees. She said intermittently: "Rong Ye... let go, why are you..."

She wanted to say that she had not forgiven and had not made up with him yet. This was a trick of crossing the line!

But Rong Ye's ink-colored eyelashes raised and asked hoarsely: "The puppy just wants to lick the owner's fingers, and mangoes can do it. Why can't I do it? Haven't you taken me home and taken me in? Just pretend I'm... expressing my gratitude to the owner."

Yu Yao's spine was filled with numbness, and her strength was unknowingly lost. She gasped and couldn't help but say ruthlessly: "That puppy can't kiss, let alone--"

Rong Ye smiled lightly, picked up the yogurt cup with a bottom left and took a sip. He raised his head and naturally pulled out neat lines in his neck. Every time the Adam's apple rolled, and the tense slender tendons made Yu Yao difficult to calm down.

His tongue slowly hooked until he bit a deep red cherry between his teeth.

Yu Yao watched him approach, her heart jumped to her throat, trying to emphasize the words just now, the other side of the half-cherry was pressed against her lips.

Her breathing almost stopped.

Rong Ye did not kiss her, but kept the distance between just a little cherry pulp. He used this small piece of fruit that was just the size of his fingernails to soak it with sweetness and milky fragrance. He bit it and pressed it gently between her lips.

His eyes refused to close. Even though he was so close, he stared at her well in an instant. The tips of his nose occasionally bumped into each other. The frost and snow on his body were clean and stern, and the sweetness of his milk attacked her one after another.

Not to mention kissing, he didn't even have the actual contact between his lips, but his heart was pounding violently, the cherry flesh was wet and soft, and his lips were swept across him, which was full of exponential temptation under his movements, suppressing the boiling and restrained desire.

In the late night when we were separated for a long time, Yu Yao couldn't control her even more than a real passionate kiss.

Yu Yao's mind was full of this bastard, why did this bastard come from? Where did these natural skills come from? They can't beat and scold them. Even the sober reason they wanted to refuse was constantly disintegrating in his entanglement.

Soon her wet lips began to be out of control and caught the cherry that had been rubbed and hot.

She endured the limit. When she bit her, Rong Ye suddenly let go and asked lightly: "Yaoyao, does it taste good?"

He asked again: "Would you like me?"

Her clothes were rubbed open, and she was pressed against his waist and abdomen. Rong Ye's lips were very red and had breast marks. Yu Yao could kiss her when she raised her head. She knew she could ravage her to the fullest.

Yu Yao chewed the cherry flesh with resentment, held his head with both hands, grabbed his short hair with his fingers, and lowered his thriving desire to burn into a fire that would pull him over and bite him.

Damn, she will have fun first.

Yu Yao's eyes were a little hazy. She pulled Rong Ye closer and then took over his lips. But just now she met and hadn't tasted it, she saw that the bloodshot in Rong Ye's half-closed pupils had condensed into blood clots, scattered on the color that should have been pure white.

She stopped suddenly, his face was so close that the accumulated fatigue and support, and even the pale face with a little sickness, became invisible.

Yu Yao swallowed, and suddenly felt so sad that she couldn't speak. She held the ignited flame and accidentally pushed Rong Ye to the side, turned over and stepped on him, and pinched his neck with both hands, and pressed his thumb threateningly on his vibrating Adam's apple.

"Tell me the truth," she still had a flush in the corner of her eyes, staring at him and asked, "How many days have you not slept? What time did you eat in the last meal? Look at how tired you are and have the energy to flirt with me?! Can you tell me the difference!"

Rong Ye was trapped in the pillow, knowing that the kiss she had been looking forward to day and night would not continue, and there would be no subsequent text. His eyes were full of crazy enthusiasm and dimness, and he turned into dust.

After a moment of silence, he looked at Yu Yao and said, "Of course I can tell you to forgive me."

"Yaoyao, I've been walking for too long before I walked back to you. I dare not waste a minute. I want to make sure you really accept me and be willing to keep me... I want Yaoyao to be mine, and I want to be loved by you with my original appearance. I'm too anxious and can't find another way."

He smiled and said, "You have the control of your feelings. I only have this body left. If you still like it, I will use it for your closeness. I'm too scheming, right?"

Rong Ye opened his hands and held Yu Yao's back and pressed them down heavily, making her strangle his throat tighter, and said hissing: "I feel this feeling of not being able to breathe, every day I leave you. No matter how tight you pinch it, it is not enough for me to actually live."

"It's been a few months, and I feel like I'm drowning in the water all the time. I think you've really given up on me, I think you want to have a new relationship, I think you will be moved and agree to Shen Yi, I think you... will treat me as an enemy, hate me... I finally managed to get through it."

"Later, I was by Rong Shaoliang's bedside and I was never so proud. I showed him your Weibo and said you love me," he bent his eyes and became even more dark. "But I still want Yaoyao to tell me in person that the content of that Weibo was sent to me by you, and the person you love was me, right?"

Rong Ye raised his head so urgently, waiting for her to answer.

Yu Yao's words were right beside her mouth, and she was so heartbroken that she was secretly venting, but her anger rushed up even more.

The dog didn't answer a serious question, and he didn't realize the crux of the problem!

She let go of her hand and glared at him condescendingly: "Rongye, you still don't understand why I'm angry. You still want me to answer you?! Go to bed first! Don't talk to me if you don't sleep for eight hours!"

Yu Yao got off him, wrapped the quilt tightly away from him, and waited for a few seconds. The person behind him came up silently, hugged her through the quilt, and murmured in a low voice: "Yaoyao... let me hug you just hug."

In his arms, Yu Yao fell asleep in a daze, but Rong Ye let go of his hand in the middle of the night.

He sat up with some difficulty, got out of bed silently, knelt beside him and looked at her reluctantly for a few minutes. He couldn't stand it, so he got up and walked out of the bedroom, looking for a medicine box in the tea table drawer.

He seemed to have a fever, maybe he would cough, he couldn't disturb her, he felt any discomfort, and could just bear it in a place where no one could pass.

The medicine box is very empty and the cold medicine is not there.

Rong Ye asked Mango to return to his nest and lay down on the sofa in a drowsy manner. When he wanted to cough, he bit his arm and could press it back without making any sound.

The last time he saw it was at 2:30 in the morning, he quickly curled up and lost consciousness.

Yu Yao was already restless. After he took his arms away, she woke up not long after. The bed sheets were empty behind her and the bed sheets were cold.

She immediately woke up, touched her phone and saw that it was only three o'clock where could he go.

Yu Yao quickly walked out of the bedroom. The arrogant Rong Ershen in the news was the person who had been hooking her not long ago. At this moment, she looked like a stray animal without a nest, rolling her body, nesting on a corner of the sofa, her eyebrows were twisted tightly, her lips were pursed, and her cheeks and ears were red.

Her heart was squeezed and tightened, she called him, and quickly walked over to touch his forehead, which was so hot that it was scary.

Yu Yao was anxious and angry, and even regretted that she was not careful enough and did not notice that he was strange earlier.

He didn't even rest or eat, and was wet from the rain. His body temperature was so high before, not all because of his emotions, he was simply sick!

Growing up with being bitten since childhood, the stubborn little beast who can only be stubborn was driven out of the house because of doing something wrong. He went out to run for a long time, ran back all his savings and gave them to her in a favor, wanting to ask her for a home.

Why is she so fierce?

Even though he knew what environment he survived, and even though he knew what his heart looked like, why did he have to think about it yourself, it would be better to explain it directly if he had anything to say.

If she didn't say it, would he never think of her temper in her life not because of her strongness, but because of her humility.

Yu Yao went to the entrance to pick up her bag. The weather has changed rapidly recently, so she took all the cold medicine and fever-reducing medicine with her.

She poured hot water and woke Rongye up: "Aye, take medicine and then go to bed, otherwise I will send you to the hospital."

Rong Ye opened his eyes hard and saw Yu Yao sitting beside him. He stood up reflexively, hiding the weak pathological condition, calmly said, "Yaoyao, I'm afraid I'll be able to sleep when I'm going to suppress you."

Yu Yao really wanted to beat him hard.

"You are still pretending? You are still tolerant? You are used to not telling me the truth!"

She held the thermometer in front of him: ‘Thirty-eight degrees! Still hiding it from me?!’

Rong Ye shook his head: "You said that if you dare to get sick, you will be able to go out. There is no need to discuss it. I am afraid that you will drive me away. I have no place to go. If you endure this kind of minor illness, you will be fine."

This is how many times I have been tolerant from childhood to adulthood, so I can just say it so calmly as a common occurrence.

Yu Yao tried her best to suppress it, but she still never withstands the outbreak: "You are going to keep doing this in the future? Just live such a life? Even if I promise you and accept you, we will be lovers again, you will not care about anything and put yourself in that quagmire position. If you really can't stand it, force me again, right?"

"Do I love you or not, I believe you already understand when you saw that Weibo post," her throat choked and hoarse, "You believe it, but you feel deeply rooted in it that you must be useful and valuable to be loved."

"So no matter how much you think about me, you will not come. You must wait until the two boxes of property are fully filled before you feel that you are qualified to stand in front of me, right?"

Yu Yao looked at him fiercely, tears flowing out of the dam. She didn't wipe it, letting the traces of water flow across her cheeks and drip onto her legs.

"And then, do you know, how much I miss you?"

"From the day you turned into Rong Ye and left Rong Shaoliang, I have been thinking about you. Every time I meet, I have no time to say anything. I can only bite the kiss with a bite!"

"Your difficulties depend on my own thinking. Rong Ye. If I hadn't been able to hold on, all of your actions in the past few months would have been enough for me to sentence you to death!"

"Why don't you understand? I have to love you so that I don't care whether you are Nono or Rongye from the beginning! I don't need you to be useful at all. I just want you to be by my side!"

"I've been worried for so long, what do you want? Just try to let my lover put himself down so low, don't believe in getting love, go crazy and jealous of those passers-by who are not even as good as your finger? Or do you want you to fight silently in everything, and don't even share the burden with me and confess to me?!"

Yu Yao cried quietly, but she still insisted on being stern.

"Why should my lover be treated like this by you?"

"I love him. He is so bright that I can keep him dementia, let alone anything else! I like the strong, I accept how dark the past is. I have known it since I was a child, and it was not the first day I met him! So what if the devil boy grew up and became a demon king? He is also my god!"

"Just like when I chose Nono, since I dared to ask for it, I dared to keep everything going!"

"Rong Ye, you can't put your position right and abuse yourself so much, so how can I forgive me-"

Rong Ye stood still in his original position, and burning tears and light burst out from his deep black pupils. He trembled, grabbed Yu Yao's arm, hugged her tightly, and kissed her deeply.

He pressed his lips against her and couldn't wait to strode her. His heart was filled with longing and love that could no longer be held, and it flooded her like a mountain torrent.

Yu Yao was breathing evenly, and she pushed him away and threw him on the back of the sofa. Her eyes were filled with mist: "Be honest, have you kissed me? What's the relationship between us? You haven't changed the problem, chase me back to the past, don't think about stealing food!"

She pinched Rong Ye's face with one hand, picked up a small pile of pills and capsules with the other hand and fed them to him, and forced him to swallow them with the water, without giving him a smile: "After taking the medicine, if you don't want to move, just sit on the sofa and go to bed quickly."

Rong Ye pulled her down, turned around and pillowed on her lap, surrounding her slender waist.

Yu Yao couldn't even move it away, and she messed up his hair rudely: "What are you doing! This rogue is here again."
To be continued...