18 I Love You, I only Love You! (II)

She was hugging a pillow, curled up on his bed like a child. She was wearing too little, and this posture looked too tempting.

Tang Wei felt a headache.

It was right to come out of the hospital tonight to find her. Otherwise, she would make trouble.

However, it didn't seem wise to take her home.

He overestimated his self-control.

"Falling asleep again?" He approached, sat down on the edge of the bed, and talked to her.

"Hmm~" She responded lazily, turned towards him with the pillow in her arms, and buried her face deeply in his pillow.

In this way, she was acting coquettishly towards him.

Tang Wei was very emotional. He couldn't stand her like this before. As long as she acted coquettishly, he wanted to pick the stars in the sky and hold them in front of her.

No matter how turbulent his heart was, he always maintained his calmness on his face, "Get up and take a shower."

Shang Shiyu finally put down the pillow, sat up, and stared at him with a blurred look. Before he said anything, she suddenly climbed his neck with both hands.

Tang Wei's expression tightened, and he tried to pull her hand away, but she stubbornly held him tighter. The two of them came and went, and fell on the bed together.

She lay on the silver-gray sheets, her black hair spread out, and her rosy face exuded a fatal temptation.

Tang Wei supported his hands on both sides of her, looking at her from top to bottom. Her breathing was disordered; the calmness in her eyes was also gradually dissipating.

She looked at him deeply, and raised her hand to touch his face. His facial lines were very tight, and before her fingertips touched him, he had already turned his face away mercilessly.

Her fingers were awkwardly frozen in the air, and only touched the cold air.

The tears in her eyes, like pearls that had broken off the string, finally flowed down unbearably, and soon, soaked the sheets.

She choked up, "Tang Wei, tell me, what should I do to be as ruthless as you, okay?"

"Do you know that every extra day I live has become a torment. I even fantasized that it would be better if I suddenly died one day and left this world, so that there would be no pain..."

This sentence,

stung Tang Wei's nerves. A fierce pain flashed through his eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense!" He looked more serious than ever, "You are still so young, and every day in the future is fresh and full of hope. Only when you really have the right to live, you are qualified to embrace what you want!"

No one will understand the pain of wanting to hug but not even daring to reach out before the end of life.

People who are about to lose their lives are not qualified to give anyone any promises and hopes. Especially, that person is your lifelong love.

Shang Shiyu hugged his neck painfully, "But, I don't want anything, I only want you. What I want most is you..."

She finished crying and raised her head to touch his lips. He didn't hide, so she boldly held his lips and sucked deeply.

"Shang Shang..." Tang Wei's breathing was a little unstable, and he held her thin arm, trying to interrupt it all.

Shang Shiyu just wanted to get closer to him, closer. She turned over, pressed Tang Wei under her, and she rode on his waist.

"You are making trouble again." He couldn't do anything with her.

"I'm not making trouble!" She refuted him loudly, using both hands to pull his shirt. He remembered the tattoo on his chest, held her hands tightly, and said with a gasp: "Don't make trouble."

Shang Shiyu couldn't fight him, gave up pulling his clothes, and reached down to pick up his belt without hesitation.

Tang Wei took a breath, and his body was tense to the extreme. Looking at her eyes, he became blurred.

She was so proud that she looked like a bad child who needed a lesson.

Tang Wei groaned hoarsely, and finally all his restraint and calmness were broken by her. He held her slender arm, pulled her down, took the initiative, and kissed her soft lips deeply.

As if he wanted to pour all his suppressed emotions into this kiss, he kissed her hard and fiercely, totally unlike his usual gentle appearance, but like a hungry beast.

This kiss made Shang Shiyu ecstatic. She liked him kissing her like this, even if her lips were broken by his kiss, she still liked it. Only this kind of pain made her feel real. Let her know that she was at least still alive, not a zombie in this world.

His kiss went all the way from her chest, then to her neck, then to her collarbone, and then through her chest, kissing her all the way down.

Shang Shiyu melted completely, she was picked up by him and placed on the desk by the window, and her shorts were taken off by him with a slight tug and thrown on the carpet.

He gave her enough intense foreplay, her body was already as wet and slippery as his. But he didn't really want him.

Shang Shiyu bit his shoulder, and the implication couldn't be clearer.

He wanted to satisfy her, and his fingers pierced her most sensitive part. She shrank and cried like a child, "I don't want this, I don't want this..."

"Does it hurt?" Tang Wei stopped because he was afraid of hurting her.

They used to live together, but he always restrained himself and kept his demeanor, and never really wanted her. He thought that in the past three years, her body should not have belonged to any other man.

"I want you, Tang Wei, I want you..." She shamelessly asked for sex. She thought that she must look very cheap at the moment. But in front of this love, she had already lost her dignity.

Tang Wei's body was so tense that it hurt. Being asked for love by the woman he loved the most and only loved, his calmness was about to collapse.

However, he just held her arm and refused rationally with a tense voice: "No. Shang Shang, I can make you happy, but we can't do the last step."