Chapter 325: Chapter 325

Zhao Meimei’s back pressed against Shi Yang’s chest as Shi Yang’s hand squeezed her ticklish ribs. Zhao Meimei giggled twice, twisted her body a few times without escaping, and had to turn back, twisting her waist to wrap her arms around Shi Yang’s neck.

Shi Yang raised his head to gaze at her, his voice gentle and tender: "Big baby..."

Zhao Meimei lowered her head to look, Shi Yang’s handsome and well-defined face was slightly flushed, and their eyes held the reflection of each other.

Zhao Meimei reached into Shi Yang’s shirt collar, gently stroking his firm chest, whispering softly: "Brother..."

Zhao Meimei turned her body completely, straddling Shi Yang’s legs, leaning close to his neck, and kissed it.

Shi Yang leaned back slightly, lowering his head to watch Zhao Meimei stand up from his lap.

She reached up to lift Shi Yang’s shirt, covering her own head, with hot breaths spraying onto his chest, enveloping a heat that steamed his brain.

Zhao Meimei pressed down on Little Yang, winking mischievously: "The pants are going to burst, brother, what should we do..."

Shi Yang’s beautiful eyelids gently closed, leaving a narrow slit, radiating soft, watery affection.

Shi Yang loved, especially loved Zhao Meimei’s mischievous and carefree antics, indulging her capriciously.

Zhao Meimei pulled open Shi Yang’s pant cuff, and kissed it.

Shi Yang’s thigh suddenly trembled, almost knocking Zhao Meimei away. He hadn’t expected her to kiss there, and just with that, he nearly collapsed, surrendering instantly.

At the instant lips touched, Shi Yang’s body shuddered and trembled, which Zhao Meimei noticed. She glanced at him, finding him unable to resist gasping deeply, his face and neck flushed red.

"Yeah, baby..." Shi Yang panted, looking down from above, his voice gradually growing coarse and losing control.

Zhao Meimei hugged Shi Yang’s waist, trying not to choke, but her excessive caution made her appear extremely awkward, moving exceptionally slowly.

Shi Yang was bitten painfully; aside from the first instance, it wasn’t very comfortable. However, he could feel Zhao Meimei’s desire to be good to him, wanting to make him comfortable, which made him swell with fulfillment, feeling even if bitten , he could still be incredibly hard.

Shi Yang suddenly lifted Zhao Meimei up, pulling her into his arms, carrying her towards the bedroom.

Zhao Meimei nestled her chin in Shi Yang’s neck, face rubbing against his, tightly wrapped in his arms, lips slightly moving: "Brother, will you hold me for the rest of your life?"

Shi Yang gently laid Zhao Meimei on the bed, with a teasing smile, kissed Zhao Meimei’s earlobe, ear, neck, vaguely answering: "Yeah, a lifetime."

Zhao Meimei closed her eyes, her breathing gradually becoming rapid.

She lifted her neck, moaning loudly, and was held by Shi Yang’s big hands at her shoulder. From slow progress to a storm, within mere seconds, a tempest was unleashed on the bed.

Zhao Meimei’s body shook uncontrollably on the bed, almost biting Shi Yang’s shoulder hard enough to draw blood.

Shi Yang asked raggedly: "Do you like it, huh?"

Zhao Meimei’s eyes held traces of tears: "I like it."

Shi Yang’s voice was hoarse and seductive: "Who do you like?"

Zhao Meimei answered without hesitation: "I like you, love you the most, brother!"

Shi Yang’s heart felt as if fiercely twisted and squeezed by someone, his face contorted instantly, sweat beads rolled along the contours of his face, dripping into Zhao Meimei’s eyes, moistening her pupils.

Shi Yang let out a long breath, his handsome face showing post-explosion relaxation, holding Zhao Meimei tightly, kissing her gently again and again, murmuring: "Big baby, I love you..."

The final exams were over, Zhao Meimei completely relaxed. Peng Hui and Qian Simeng waited for exam results and didn’t go home, staying in the dormitory. The three of them moved workout time from the afternoon to the morning, accompanied each other for lunch, or Zhao Meimei accompanied them to the dorm, or they followed Zhao Meimei home, parting before Shi Yang returned from work.

Women have a unique obsession and eternal passion for innovation when it comes to beauty.

Zhao Meimei repeatedly applied and removed makeup, progressing from skincare to makeup, from eyeliner to shadow. As her makeup skills became more sophisticated, she moved her valuable set of cosmetics from the dormitory study desk to the bathroom at home.

One day, when Shi Yang habitually woke early intending to cook for Zhao Meimei, he was surprised to find the spot beside him empty. He went to the bathroom, opened the door, and saw Zhao Meimei with damp, loose hair, only wearing underwear, twisting her waist, slightly jutting out her cute hips, face close to the mirror, expertly sweeping blush onto her cheeks with a brush.

Upon hearing the sound, Zhao Meimei turned her head, saw Shi Yang, and slightly squinted, showing a well-practiced smile, with a charming arc at her lips that successfully bewitched Shi Yang.

Shi Yang stepped forward, directly grasping Zhao Meimei’s slender waist, fingers sliding over her smooth stomach.

This was Shi Yang’s first time seeing Zhao Meimei with makeup.

Her originally narrow eyes were accentuated with dark eyeliner, lightly swept at the tail, highlighting the black and bright pupils. Now those eyes were softly gazing, making Shi Yang’s heart tremble slightly.

Shi Yang suddenly pinched Zhao Meimei’s chin, lightly scraping her lips painted with pink lipstick with his nails. Shi Yang’s clear, solid Adam’s apple moved once, leaning in for a kiss, whispering: "Beautiful."

Zhao Meimei’s eyes flashed with subtle light, both prideful and excited, as Shi Yang carried her back to bed from the bathroom without resistance, the kiss blurring the intricately painted makeup on her face...

That morning, Shi Yang was particularly excited, his face for a moment unexpectedly feral, the fierce intensity shooting from his eyes made Zhao Meimei dizzy.

In the end, Zhao Meimei lay on Shi Yang’s chest saying: "Brother, I can’t take it..."

She was drenched in sweat, desperately pleading with Shi Yang for mercy. Orıginal content can be found at nοvelfire.net

It felt like Shi Yang intended to devour her completely, leaving no trace behind.

Shi Yang passionately said: "Baby, you’re simply a little enchantress!"

Zhao Meimei was swept away by Shi Yang’s affectionate compliment, feeling delighted for several days, becoming more engrossed in skincare and makeup, eventually dragging Peng Hui and Qian Simeng to get their hair done one day.