629: C629 Kiss the Goddess

C629 Kiss the Goddess

0It was rare for Cao Ying to take the initiative to ask, and Zhang Muye was willing to give a song to this goddess that was buried deep in his heart.

Cao Ying listened quietly. The library in the distance was brightly lit, the lake water was sparkling, and the lake was covered in snow. A scholar beside her played a solo for her, and Cao Ying could not help but smile.

Finally, she finished playing. Cao Ying gently said, "Zhang Muye, thank you for playing solo for me!" Then she turned around and naughtily picked up a small stone and threw it into the lake. Instantly, many cute little fish were scared away.

"Oh right. I still have unfinished mantous in the morning." Cao Ying suddenly said in surprise. She took off the bag and took out the Mantou from inside. She then asked Zhang Muye, "Why don't you feed Little Fish with me?"

Zhang Muye nodded and squatted down with Cao Ying. He saw Cao Ying feed Little Fish little by little.

These little fish were not afraid of people. When they saw them, they were not afraid of them. Some of the bolder ones even went to Zhang Muye and Cao Ying's hands to peck. That kind of itchy feeling made Cao Ying giggle.

Suddenly, Cao Ying screamed, "Ah!" Then she lost her balance and fell into the lake. Zhang Muye was in a hurry and "carefully" grabbed Cao Ying's small waist with one hand. He used too much strength to pull Cao Ying's delicate body to his side. Immediately, Cao Ying's sparkling red lips moved to his side. It reflected on Zhang Muye's face.

A wet kiss with a faint pink lipstick mark was imprinted on Zhang Muye's face just like that.

“...”

“...”

For a moment, time seemed to have frozen. The two of them did not speak and only looked at each other with wide eyes. Especially Zhang Muye, his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

It was not that he had never hugged Cao Ying before, but he had never been so intimate with her like today. Cao Ying's wet kiss on her face seemed to still have heat on it. It was warm and soft, sweet and intoxicating, and there was no one else around. Zhang Muye really wanted to hug Cao Ying and give her a good massage!

On the other hand, Cao Ying seemed to be stunned by the scene just now. She let Zhang Muye hug her and a trace of panic flashed across her eyes, but very quickly that panic disappeared and was replaced by a touch of shyness and gentleness. After that, Cao Ying slowly lowered her head but did not struggle.

Seeing Cao Ying's expression, Zhang Muye's heart made a loud sound. At this moment, he suddenly felt that Cao Ying did not reject him but rather liked his embrace. In the past, his embrace was her warm harbor, and he had even saved Cao Ying twice.

At this moment, Zhang Muye wanted to take a step closer but he did not dare to. He was afraid of letting Xia Chuchu down and was even more afraid of attracting the disgust of the goddess in his embrace. After an unknown amount of time, he finally heard Cao Ying say softly like a mosquito, "You... still do not plan to let me go?"

In Zhang Muye's eyes, it might only be a few seconds, but it had actually been a few minutes. Cao Ying believed that if she did not remind him, Zhang Muye would definitely not be aware.

Seeing Cao Ying's tone was filled with anger, Zhang Muye was very reluctant in his heart, but he still let go of Cao Ying and asked caringly: "Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?"

"No." Cao Ying replied. After sitting down, she bit her red lips and said faintly:

"Thank you, Zhang Muye. You have saved me many times. Do you still remember saving me in South River? Also, when I was in Northern Europe, I had a fever that night. It was you who saved me with your body temperature. "

Zhang Muye naturally remembered these. This was one of the few times in his life where he and Cao Ying snuggled together. How could Zhang Muye forget it?

"I also remember it. I will never forget it." Looking into the distance, Cao Ying's eyes were full of energy. "Do you know? I used to think that you were my guardian angel, but later I found out that I was wrong -"

Zhang Muye did not know what Cao Ying meant by this, but he felt that Cao Ying's words seemed to be hinting at something. He saw Cao Ying say again, "Because I know, from the time you confessed to Xia Chuchu in Southern Rivers, I knew that you were actually Xia Chuchu's guardian angel. Zhang Muye, promise me. Will you protect Chu Chu well?"

" No! "

Suddenly, Zhang Muye shouted loudly. This shout was unexpected and gave Cao Ying a scare. Cao Ying's beautiful face turned slightly pale. She did not understand what had happened to Zhang Muye.

Why did he suddenly have such a big reaction?

She saw Zhang Muye looking at Cao Ying with hot eyes. His breathing was also a little heavy. He felt that he was losing his rationality bit by bit. The beauty in front of him was about to take the postgraduate exam. Other than the radio station, there were very few opportunities to be with her in the future. Therefore, Zhang Muye gathered his courage and approached Cao Ying bit by bit, wanting to do something.

Cao Ying did not know what Zhang Muye wanted to do. But Zhang Muye's gaze made Cao Ying guess what was going to happen. Cao Ying said with a trembling voice, "Zhang Muye, you... don't come over."

She said she wanted Zhang Muye to stay away, but Cao Ying did not retreat. Because if she retreated again, she would fall into the lake. Her eyes were also filled with contradictions, and there were countless emotions hidden in them. There was hesitation and fear. There was fear and anticipation. There was also the silent encouragement hidden in the deepest part - in short, this was a contradictory look. At this moment, Cao Ying's mind was in chaos. No one knew what she was thinking.

With the beauty in front of him and the fact that there was no one around, Zhang Muye's hidden desire in his heart suddenly increased infinitely. He saw Zhang Muye suddenly reach out his hand and hold Cao Ying's small waist. He could feel the softness and comfort of Cao Ying's skin through her clothes.

Being held by Zhang Muye, Cao Ying twisted twice. It was as thin as a mosquito's cry. "Zhang Muye, don't be like this..."

But the more it was like this, the more it stimulated Zhang Muye's desire. Zhang Muye finally broke through the last bit of rationality in his heart and forcefully pulled Cao Ying into his embrace. Then, he kissed Cao Ying's indescribably beautiful red lips roughly.

Zhang Muye admitted that he was like a wild beast at this moment. He knew that if he acted like a gentleman, he would not be able to get Cao Ying. He could only use this kind of rough method.

Sometimes, a wild beast's method might have a miraculous effect. Otherwise, how could there be an movie and fairy tale about a beauty and a wild beast?

A weak girl like Cao Ying obviously could not stop Zhang Muye's violence. She did not have the ability to fight back and could only let Zhang Muye take advantage of her.

Zhang Muye finally kissed the goddess he dreamed of!

In the past, she was so proud, so cold, and independent. She was a goddess that was far away from the horizon. Only at this moment, when she kissed her fragrant red lips through her clothes and pinched her plump and bouncy breasts, did she quietly fall into the mortal world. She was no longer that distant.

However, Zhang Muye could only linger around Cao Ying's red lips and could not open her cherry lips. But this could not stump Zhang Muye. Seeing Zhang Muye's hand caressing Cao Ying's delicate body, Cao Ying felt that Zhang Muye's hand seemed to have magic. She felt weak all over and unconsciously opened her mouth to let out a soft moan. Zhang Muye's tongue immediately took advantage of the opportunity and rolled in Cao Ying's small mouth.

Actually, Zhang Muye doing this also took a huge risk. If Cao Ying recovered her senses and gritted her teeth, Zhang Muye's tongue would be "kacha." However, Zhang Muye did not care about that anymore. He just wanted to enjoy it when the time came.

Even if he died under a peony flower, he would still be dissolute as a ghost.

Furthermore, Cao Ying was like this. Even if it was a peony flower to describe it, it was hard to describe how moving she was.

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