Peach and Plum Do Not Speak

An Zhi felt that the kiss this time was more intense than before, she was getting more and more breathless, her brain was about to lack oxygen, she raised her head, and couldn't hear her own weak moan.

The warm yellow wall lights covered their figures with ambiguous outlines.

Yan Xi's hand stroked her lower abdomen one by one, her lips as soft as petals lingered on her lips and neck, bringing a suffocating trembling.

An Zhi wanted her to kiss her more and to touch her more. Longing for her kiss, longing for her touch.

She heard Yan Xi's hurried voice, and her silky hands were constantly stroking her waist, back and forth, passing her back waist from the front, not going up or down.

But An Zhi couldn't take it anymore, she felt that her whole body would turn into water droplets, seeping into the quilt, and it seemed like a prelude to evaporation, scalding hot.

Yan Xi was lying on her body, her weight was restrained from falling completely on her body, but there was still something soft and full that would touch her from time to time, brushing against her breasts, bringing an unknown feeling. grow numb.

An Zhi instinctively rubbed and caressed her, and the hot murmurs filled the space between them, and it was getting more and more out of control. Yan Xi's hair was almost mingled with that of Anzhi, and her fingertips went up inch by inch. shift.

Yan Xi didn't know that this was the first time she had let go of An Zhi's lips. She couldn't breathe. Her twinkling eyes were fixed on An Zhi's face, and her tempted fingers finally came out of her clothes. She withdrew, her forehead was against An Zhi's, her breath was disordered, and she tried her best to stay awake.

"Tao Tao..." Yan Xi's palm touched An Zhi's cheek, the girl's cheeks were red hot under her palm, she was sweating slightly, and her eyelashes were wet.

Yan Xi stroked her half-closed eyelids with her fingertips, and An Zhi slowly opened her eyes and smiled shyly at her.

The two didn't speak for a while, quietly next to each other.

An Zhi's face was leaning against Yan Xi's arm, and the sparkling water in Xing's eyes was all her love for her.

Yan Xi's hand was held by her again, rubbing her face.

"I'm sorry." Yan Xi said suddenly, she paused, and pulled her into her arms, "I had a bad attitude just now and left you out in the cold."

An Zhi's hand on her arm slid down, clasped her fingers, and asked in a low voice, "Do you love me?"

Yan Xi was stunned, and her old restraint made her blushed.

An Zhi bit her lip, her eyes were bright, she took a deep breath, and summoned the courage to call her: "Yan Xi."

Yan Xi's name slipped across her tongue for the first time, placing them on the same equal footing at once, her tone could not be perfunctory, An Zhi asked her again in a low voice and firmness: "Yan Xi, do you love me? "

An Zhi's heart was beating, she was uneasy, she forced herself to look at Yan Xi's expression, not letting go of even the smallest details, she needed her affirmation.

Yan Xi did not escape her gaze, even though the pressure of the year made her cheeks turn a little dark red, she opened her lips and replied in her pleasant voice, "Tao Tao, of course I love you."

An Zhi took a deep breath and wanted to breathe a sigh of relief when another thought came up, "Then... do you like me?"

Yan Xiuzhi's eyebrows were slightly raised, and she paused with concern before saying, "I can't..."

Can't what?

An Zhi was stunned, Yan Xi immediately took her hand and explained: "No, I like you, I want to be close to you, but I can't, you are still so young, I have to be responsible for you, I can't be there Before I told my family...to you, to you...cough."

An Zhi blinked her slender eyelashes and stared at her. Because of the kiss just now, her face was still pink, and her eyelashes were full of moisture, and she looked lovely.

Yan Xi confided her pressure under such eyes: "This house... there are traces of your growth everywhere, I... need a little time to slowly..."

In the relationships and relationships that Yan Xi had had before, she was on the passive side, and she didn't like the sticky relationship where she had to reveal her heart every day. But now the other party is a girl who grew up beside her, a girl who is sensitive, sincere, and much younger than her, pure and lovely, so she is very tormented.

But this hesitation was hurting her again, Yan Xi lowered her eyes: "I'm sorry."

A pair of soft arms hooked around her neck, An Zhi's nose lightly tapped hers, her eyes were bright, and she smiled: "I see, don't apologize any more."

The girl's fragrant embrace embraced her tenderly.

For a long time, they hugged and didn't let go. Once they communicated, they understood each other's intentions, and the skin-to-skin kiss was warm and precious.

Outside the house, the whole world is a plain white snow scene. Inside the house, the candle has burned down a little, and the candlelight is tiny and warm.

An Zhi snuggled up to Yanxi, her heart calmed down, and just when she fell asleep again, she moved her legs and rubbed her clothes, only to realize later that something was embarrassing.

It's not that she is completely ignorant of this aspect. The Internet has taught her a lot, but after all, she is young and knowledgeable, and she feels... embarrassed and shy when she feels it in person.

And the Internet didn't teach her what to do when this happened.

She bit her lip quietly, glanced at Yanxi, she closed her eyes, next to her, seemed to be asleep.

She froze for a few seconds, feeling really uncomfortable, and rubbed out gently.

Who knew that as soon as she moved, Yan Xi asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

An Zhi's face flushed instantly, "I, I want to go to the bathroom."

"Oh, go then."

An Zhi swallowed and shook nervously. The problem is, the bathroom is on her side, but the wardrobe is on Yanxi's side. She had to go to the closet to get a pair of clean trousers.

How to do? Too embarrassing, too embarrassing, how to deal with this?

She took a deep breath and lay back again.

Yan Xi tilted her head to look at her and asked, "Why don't you go?"

An Zhi pulled the quilt to his forehead, "It's nothing, go to sleep."

When Yanxi fell asleep, she would go again.

Yan Xi was quiet for a few seconds, then asked softly, "...is it... going to the closet?"

The sound of An Zhi's gasping in the quilt was very loud, and the atmosphere froze for about a minute. An Zhi pushed the quilt away, blushing all over, looking at her "..."

His lips moved, but no sound came out.

"Cough." Yan Xi's throat moved, momentarily dumb.

The two were stunned for a moment.

As a senior, Yan Xi had to speak first. Fortunately, the unknown light in the room could not see her thin red face: "...It's nothing, it's a normal physiological phenomenon."

"We got close just now... so... um." Yan Xi could no longer speak, and just wanted to end with "you can go to the bathroom", who knew that An Zhi's face was all red, only a pair of glowing fluorescent Looking at her, "Auntie... can you do that too?"

Yan Xi felt that this was even more embarrassing than embarrassing herself in front of the whole city when she was hosting the show.

She froze for a long time, not a word flashed in her mind, but her beautiful cheeks slowly blushed.

"No, no..." An Zhi lowered his eyes, unable to tell what he felt.

At this second, Yan Xi's eyelids jumped.

She closed her eyes and said almost inaudibly, "Yes."

An Zhi's heartbeat almost stopped, and she almost cried out, when she asked, "Really?"

As soon as she said it, she was going to faint, and she asked if she was really doing it? How can this prove to be true...

Yan Xi almost trembled, and she remained silent for a few seconds before slowly opening her eyes.

Her black eyelashes, like the wings of a butterfly, fluttered upwards, her eyes condensed a little light, and the light gradually deepened. She didn't say anything, but her lips were pursed.

Just looking at An Zhi steadily, his hand slowly reached out and squeezed her hand.

An Zhi stared at her with hazy eyes, seemingly incomprehensible.

Yan Xi's hand was still familiar, smooth and warm, but at this second the temperature of her palm was as hot as boiling water.

And sweat.

She squeezed her hand. One second, two seconds, three seconds later.

in a suffocating ambiguity.

Slowly pulling An Zhi's hand, she lifted her skirt up in slow motion. Her white thigh skin looked like a white jade hidden under the stone slab under the dim yellow light.

An Zhi's heart suddenly beat wildly like a drum.

It was a lightning-quick moment.

An Zhi almost fainted.

Then Yanxi rolled over and sat down, let go of her hand, and ignored her. An Zhi only had time to see her blushing ear porch, the side face that she was ashamed to touch her, she got out of bed, opened the closet and took something went outside.

An Zhiruan fell on the bed, his mind bursting into the air like fireworks, blooming one after another, roaring endlessly.

After a few seconds, she went to get something and went to the bathroom in the room.

When he came out, Yan Xi slept with his back to her, An Zhi looked at her silently from the same place, the surging mood just gradually calmed down, and more of a long-lasting love.

She turned lightly onto the bed, and at this moment fully understood her aunt's shy reservedness.

This woman has all her desires, all her expectations.

Her body is her promised land.

She leaned over, hugged her from behind, and slept contentedly.