Chapter 474 Kiss me
He had never observed Song Yan so closely before—had he? He might have seen her once on their wedding night, but the memory of that night was completely blurred in his mind. What happened at that time, how it happened… He was unwilling to recall it, maybe it had something to do with this. In fact, he had that doll in his body.
Fu Yusheng saw the slight frown on Song Yan's face and subconsciously let go of her wrist, fearing that he had scratched her.
It just so happened that Song Yan was wearing a pure white dress that brought out her features, and she usually only wore black, which made her features look more mature than usual, but now she was wearing a soft white. The dress made her look even more pure. The dress was long enough to reach her thighs, and the flowing material swept across her fair skin. Although she was in her thirties, Song Yan had a baby face that made her look very young and curvy. In the right place, she looked like some kind of seductress. Because of the position, Song Yan's hair was scattered around Fu Yusheng, covering one side of his face. Song Yan's hand was on his chest, making him feel hot on his skin.
The moonlight shone on Song Yan's body from behind, and coupled with her closeness, the stimulation this time was too strong. Fu Yusheng felt that his body was ignited. He swallowed his saliva, then turned his head to lick his lips. Suddenly it became dry, and then he inhaled and exhaled. He could control this. He had great patience and was a person who would never let desire control himself, but the problem was that although he was a person who thought he could control everything and had strong self-control, he felt that his self-control was collapsing little by little in front of this woman.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go to sleep, don't go around getting involved in things you don't want to deal with." This woman! She didn't let him touch her, but she still provoked her like this.
Song Yan may not understand why Fu Yusheng is so angry, but she can't say the same about his current situation. She is not a child, she understands that Fu Yusheng's sexual desire is getting stronger, his breathing is getting heavier, and his heartbeat is becoming more and more abnormal and obvious.
She realized that she might have crossed the line, and immediately stepped back, then sat down next to Fu Yusheng, who had his back to her, and asked, "Are you still angry with me?"
"If I say I'm still angry, what will you do?" Fu Yusheng turned his back to her, his voice still hoarse, and asked back, Song Yan scratched the back of her head and said, "What do you want me to do before you forgive me?" She asked, but when Fu Yusheng turned his head to look at her, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, Song Yan really regretted what she had done just now, but when she saw the hope in his eyes, she could make up her mind to reject him, or take her back.
"Do you really mean that?" he asked, looking her in the face intently, and even though he was asking, he looked like he would be even angrier if she rejected him now.
"As long as I can do it? Then I'll do it." Song Yan didn't want him to give in, lest she say she would do it, so she added this sentence, but when Fu Yusheng turned around and sat up straight in front of her, she suddenly felt that she shouldn't even agree, because this man looked like all his dreams would come true. "But I still say, I can give you everything you ask for, don't ask for more."
"Don't worry, you can do it. I won't ask you to do anything you can't do." Fu Yusheng put his hands on his legs, licked his lips, and said calmly. "I want you to kiss me."
Song Yan opened his eyes wide, looked at him in surprise, then blinked, and then looked at him with an embarrassed expression: "Do you really want something like this? I mean, in addition to prolonging your life, I can also help you. "You can get more wealth in anything-"
"My wealth is enough for me to live two lifetimes—"
"Then fate—"
"That's enough luck for me."
"So you really want me to kiss... kiss you?" she asked, expecting Fu Yusheng to say no, but the man nodded and said, "I want you to kiss me."
"Do you really want me to kiss you?"
"I really want you to kiss me."
"Do you really want me to kiss you?"
"I really, really want you to kiss me."
He will definitely stick to it, won't he?
"Okay." It was just a kiss, it wasn't like she couldn't kiss him, right? It wasn't like she wasn't a girl who couldn't kiss or anything like that, anyway, her morals were long gone!
She moved her body, looked into Fu Yusheng's eyes, then swallowed hard, raised her chin, looked at him hesitantly and firmly, and said, "I'm going to kiss you now."
"You can kiss me now." Fu Yusheng stared at her and said.
The two were silent for a few seconds. Fu Yusheng looked at her and tilted his head. "You want to kiss me today?"
"Of course... just... close your eyes." Song Yan said. She couldn't remember the last time she kissed him. The last time she kissed him was centuries ago. What should she do? Kiss him, should she open her lips or tilt her head?
"Okay." Fu Yusheng closed his eyes and waited for Song Yan to kiss him. Seeing him close his eyes, Song Yan pursed her lips and practiced kissing movements, looking at him and slowly leaning in. The distance was very close, but the tip of her nose touched the tip of Fu Yusheng's nose. She paused, and Fu Yusheng opened his eyes, "You..." Forgot how to kiss?
He was about to say that, but Song Yan immediately covered his mouth with his hand to stop him, and then said in a panic: "Why did you open your eyes? You scared me!"
Did he scare her? Fu Yusheng thought she was wrong, but she sighed and closed her eyes again. This time when Fu Yusheng closed his eyes, Song Yan knew she needed to tilt her head slightly, so she tilted her head slightly to the left and pressed her lips to his. She didn't know what it felt like to be kissed. Or kiss, but when his hot and thin lips pressed against hers, she felt something tremble inside her.
Song Yan was about to pull away to end the kiss, but she felt Fu Yusheng raise his hand, then put it on the back of her head, lowered his head, and deepened the kiss. The next second, she felt his hot tongue slide into her mouth, entangled with her. Song Yan had never kissed anyone in five hundred years. The kiss she shared with Fu Yusheng was her own. She had never experienced it before.
Fu Yusheng lowered his head and closed his lips more tightly, making it difficult for her to breathe. His weight pressed on her, pressing her down on the bed. Song Yan began to feel a sense of danger. Holding her, she found that things were out of control. His body pressed on her, kissing her non-stop, not giving her any chance to breathe.
Song Yan's skirt was thigh-length, and when Fu Yusheng pushed her down, the skirt was pushed dangerously up to her thighs, and alarm bells began to ring in her mind.