Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Chapter 139: Morning Heat Rising (7)

Zhu Xia held He Lianzhou's hands with both hands. The familiar warmth spread from her hands to her internal organs, invading her entire consciousness.

Her heart skipped a beat.

The swing became a little bigger.

Maybe the night was too deceptive, or maybe the man in front of her bewitched her.

Zhu Xia fluttered her eyelashes, raised her head, and slowly pulled him to sit on the bed. She let go of his hand, climbed her arms onto his broad shoulders, leaned forward, and kissed him.

He Lianzhou looked at her with drooping eyelids, slightly opened his thin lips, and gave the kiss to Zhu Xia.

The girl's rosy lips gently sucked his lips, and the full fragrance spread along her mouth and penetrated deeper into his mouth.

The unique fragrance of Zhu Xia flowed silently through He Lianzhou's limbs and bones, blending deep into his bones, and aroused his endless desire for her.

Her opened and closed lips were like a pearl from a clam that only blooms once in a thousand years, soft and sweet, causing He Lianzhou's breathing to become heavier.

Kissing is not a job for humans. Zhu Xia had difficulty breathing, she let go of his thin lips, stepped back to breathe, but the man who had been forbearing for a long time could no longer restrain himself, clasped the back of her head with his palm, and grabbed her lips wantonly.

"Hmm..." Zhu Xia was caught off guard by He Lianzhou. She was forced to raise her face to endure his passionate kiss.

The man plundered her fiercely, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach. Zhu Xia clenched his shirt with her five fingers, pulling up the wrinkles one by one.

During the deep kiss and sucking, He Lianzhou's scalp felt numbing. His big hands reached into her clothes and his hot palms caressed her smooth and delicate back.

The sound of water from the kiss rang in his ears, and his mouth was stirred upside down. Zhu Xia couldn't bear it so intensely, and his body trembled as if he was electrocuted.

The pajamas she wore tonight were button-downs.

The sound of buttons breaking was heard suddenly in the silent bedroom. The next second, a hand with thin calluses caressed her heart, and a tingling and numb feeling immediately ran up Zhu Xia's back.

The irresistible warmth and softness is like lotion poured all over a man's palm.

His strong and powerful fingers kneaded her pounding heart. With more force, Zhu Xia shivered and moaned in a nasal voice: "Gently, gently..."

He Lianzhou put his forehead against hers, rubbed his straight nose against hers, and looked closely at her fascinated expression. He released some of his strength, and said in a sexy hoarse voice, "Like this?"

It was as if there was an unknown fire burning him, and Zhu Xia's ears were burning.

She said nothing.

He Lianzhou stretched and retracted his clean fingertips, and suddenly increased his strength. Zhu Xia hummed unbearably. He pressed against her slightly opened red lips, and said in a seductive tone: "Do you like it?"

Zhu Xia hugged his waist with her arms, her mind was light and her five fingers were grasping the comfortable fabric of his shirt.

Hearing the voice, she opened her eyes, her bright eyes covered with a layer of translucent mist, and her gaze met the man's extremely aggressive gaze without hiding anything.

His eyelids drooped slightly, as if he was under a spell.

This time Zhu Xia did not ask back, but answered directly: "I like it."

"What about me. Do you like it too?" He Lianzhou's Adam's apple rolled down. He asked carefully, afraid of disturbing her. He disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The man's breath rushed over like a burning spark, falling into Zhu Xia's heart and rolling up crackling flames.

The two people's breaths were entangled together charmingly, intertwining and entangled endlessly, as if they could never be sorted out or cut off.

Zhu Xia stared into He Lianzhou's deep and fiery black eyes. After a moment, she put her hands around his neck and pressed herself against him.

She rubbed against him affectionately, the temperature rising little by little during the friction, emanating from every inch of their skin that touched, and their intertwined breaths made the air steamy.

"Are you unhappy?" she asked.

"Yeah." He didn't deny it.

He did not withdraw his hand, and kept gently touching her heart. The tingling and numbness were like silk threads, wrapping around Zhu Xia layer by layer, tightly surrounding her.

"What should we do then?" She distanced herself from him, but their foreheads were still touching, and their hands and hearts were still inseparably touched.

Zhu Xia felt a sudden pain in his chest.

He folded his fingers together. The man's intentions were obvious.

He wanted her heart.

But...it's already been his.

She had no heart to give.

there is none left……

"He Lianzhou," Zhu Xia's clothes were in disarray. She calmed her breathing and gently bumped her forehead against the man's, as if she wanted to knock her whole heart over. "Can you take a shower? I want you."

The last four words were engraved in his mind like a spell, and He Lianzhou's eyes suddenly darkened.

The man's hands suddenly closed, causing Zhu Xia to groan in excitement.

No matter what the situation, Zhu Xia would not let himself suffer. She took a shower, so he must take a shower first before touching her.

It's not that she dislikes him, she just dislikes everyone equally.

He Lianzhou laughed, a low, deep chuckle.

She could always soothe his depression easily.

The man withdrew his hand, put his long arms around Zhu Xia's waist, and held her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones.

His face was buried in her shoulder, and she noticed that his hard body seemed to soften a little, and her heart softened as well.

I don't know how long we held each other, but it seemed like no matter how long we held each other, it was never enough.

Zhu Xia pushed He Lianzhou to take a bath. She lowered her head to look at herself, her clothes open, revealing a spring scene.

Zhu Xia gathered her clothes, leaned back and lay on her back on the bed. She blinked and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

During the five years of separation, Zhu Xia never thought that she would see He Lianzhou again.

After all, it was she who asked him not to appear in her world again.

But she had thought of him. When she woke up in the middle of the night, when she heard Lin Jiayue say she was from Hong Kong, and a second before she passed out during the New York riots... But the feeling was so faint that she almost forgot what he looked like.

Later, she really forgot about it, she thought.

Until the moment I saw him in the hospital, the memories came flooding back like an unstoppable tide.

Quickly, she compared him now with him in the past.

He is living a good life.

So is she.

……

He Lianzhou came out of the bathroom, wearing only a bathrobe with the front loosely open. There was a little bit of water stain on the depression of his collarbone. Further down, the perfect muscle lines of his chest and abdomen were vaguely visible.

Zhu Xia hugged a corner of the quilt and waited for him. She waited and waited until she could not bear it any longer. Her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep in a few seconds.

He Lianzhou's lips curled up, and the corners of his narrow eyes were filled with a relaxed smile. He took the quilt out of her arms, put her back in the quilt, and turned off most of the lights.

Zhu Xia slept soundly and had a dream.

In the dream, it was a large flat in London. He Lianzhou was getting busier and busier, and was often not in London. After her exams, she had a short vacation, but she didn't want to go out, so she lived at home with Bella and their dog.

The maid would take Bella to a clean bath every two days to remove germs. When she was sent back, her hair was whiter than snow and more fragrant than flowers.

Zhu Xia sat cross-legged on the thick carpet in front of the sofa. Bella ran out of her arms, then rushed back and threw her to the ground.

When He Lianzhou entered the room, he saw the dog shamelessly pestering his girlfriend. He strode over, picked up the dog and threw it into the doghouse.

The man hooked her legs and carried her into the room easily. He threw her onto the bed and then pressed on her...

The curtains were only two-thirds drawn. It was still not bright outside, and the entire sky was dark blue, about to turn pale.

Zhu Xia woke up with sleepy eyes, still dazed, with a considerable weight pressing on her.

She looked over and saw He Lianzhou supporting himself on the bed with his elbows, lowering his head to kiss her neck. His hot kisses moved down and nibbled on her collarbone.

"Awake." He kept moving, but his voice was faint.

Zhu Xia tried to push the man away, but he grabbed her hands, raised them above her head, and pressed them firmly into the pillow.

"What are you doing so early in the morning?"

"Collecting a debt." He Lianzhou's voice was hoarse, and his words and breath were mixed with strong desire.