Secret Love Chapter 5

 

Chapter 5 (Slightly H) Undressed

After Zhou Ye came out of the bathroom, he walked up to her, lowered his head, and began to look at her.

"I'm done washing."

"...Alright."

Xia Yao thinks his muscles are extremely sexy, but he looks very youthful. This was probably his unique appearance when he was seventeen or eighteen years old. So she didn't dare to look into his eyes, but after a while, her chin was hooked and lifted by him.

"Why do you only look at the floor and not me?" He didn't know why, so he asked her back.

Xia Yao's face became even hotter, she stepped back, and stammered a little: "You...you don't have any clothes on..."

Zhou Ye is recognized as one of the good-looking students in their school, and he is really the kind of person who looks good without putting in that much effort.

If it weren't for being in the same class with him, which shortened the sense of distance in all aspects, she would only secretly look at him more than usual.

Zhou Ye couldn't help chuckling. He stretched out his hand and rubbed her lips with his thumb. His voice was low.

"Go wash it up, I'll go downstairs to do some shopping."

"Okay." Xia Yao nodded repeatedly, until she heard that he was leaving.

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The water in the bathroom is very hot, and Xia Yao's hair was also wet from the rain before, so now she washes them together.

The wet black hair stuck to her snow-white, slender waistline, and the soft and delicate skin was fumigated by hot water, giving it a slight pink color.

She looked down between her legs, but the look on her face was hard to see because a strand of her black hair was falling off her shoulder.

After watching for a while, Xia Yao thought that Zhou Ye would look at her like this later, and her head was dizzy and swollen.

She cleaned her body carefully, and after taking a shower, drying her hair, and coming out wrapped in a towel, she found that there was a set of dry clothes on the opposite wardrobe, apparently, he had just bought them downstairs.

Zhou Ye leaned against the window and looked down at his phone. He also changed his clothes. He was wearing off-white sportswear, and his slender legs were particularly conspicuous.

He is 187 cm tall and a natural basketball player. He has the neat and correct temperament for a point guard, and he looks good even in casual clothes. No matter where he goes, he can attract the attention of a large number of girls.

Xia Yao's throat was a little sore, and she thought of Chen Yuyue, who confessed to him at school, and she didn't know how he dealt with her.

He was not nervous at all, he was still looking at his mobile phone...

"Class Monitor."

Xia Yao called him, and the nail of her thumb kept rubbing against her index finger, and that small piece of skin was scratched and then turned red.

She couldn't say that she wanted him to come and continue to do the same thing with her.

Zhou Ye turned his head and walked in front of her, the tall figure enveloped him, but at this moment, the people he was familiar with had an inexplicable sense of oppression.

The bath towel was wrapped around her body, but there were no clothes underneath. Such a dream-provoking scene made the blood of the adolescent boy boil.

He swallowed and put on his clothes because he didn't want her to feel that she had to have sex with him today, but now that they were facing each other, he really wanted to take them all off.

He forced himself to look at his phone to distract himself; the words on the screen made no sense to him.

He just pretended in front of her, feeling more and more hypocritical.

The room was completely silent, and the two shadows were elongated by the lights on the wall, cast on the ground, and tightly intertwined, but from another angle, there was actually a not too long distance between them.

Everything was ready. He lowered his head, and gently kissed her soft lips.

His attitude was almost pious, much gentler than the inappropriate kiss just now.

He gently drew her into his arms after stretching out his hand to hug her. She also obeyed his movements, and the two stuck together again, kissing ambiguously under the dim light of the hotel room.

His fingers stroked her back, and a few strands of her long black hair were wrapped between his fingers, silky and soft.

No matter how strong her willpower was, she collapsed at this moment. Zhou Ye pulled off the bath towel around her body from behind, and the snow-white cloth softly piled up to her ankles, and soon her calves began to tremble.

"Hmm..." 

The two stopped kissing at some point, but Zhou Ye stuck close to her every move with his head down and slowly stroked between her legs with his right hand.

Xia Yao's face was already too red, she pursed her lips tightly, her moist eyes drooped weakly; she didn't dare look at him, her feet were a little unsteady.

From the gap between her thighs, he could see his three fingers close together to touch her private parts, sometimes only the middle finger was stuck in the narrow gap, rubbing back and forth against her small petals.

As her hole got wet, the tips of his fingers went in easily, as if they had been oiled, and they started to reflect the light in that private corner in a confusing way.

Xia Yao has never experienced such a feeling, her body feels like it is being electrocuted.

Just being touched by Zhou Ye like this, her whole body to seem abnormal, for some reason, even her toes started to feel crispy and numb.

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