HeartBreak Is A Funny Thing

He can feel his breath close to his lips; it is as if the doors of Eden were opened to him a mere mortal, he can see how her eyes have closed as if she did not see what it caused in him and still somehow strangely he was calling for her. This is only a few centimeters from her lips, her breath and with the closeness; his forces are exhausted. Her resistance becomes less and less because his desires begin to emerge like a great dragon that dwelt asleep would have awaked by the calls of the goddess and the force of the light of desire.

"MEI XIANG?" as his soul and lips entitle it.

Jianyu voice has dropped the last barriers of his mind and approaching her posing his lips on hers he feels like a capable storm of emotions reaches his heart, making him beat, it is as if for the first time you can see a flavor a scent, as his lips fiddle with hers, as if his wishes made he represent the size of a coffee bean compared to the size of the morning sun rising by the mountains, dominating everything before its brightness.

He can not control himself while his hand rises to her hair gently stroking it trying to retake some control but at the moment she sets her hand and intertwines in his, the only one he had free, he realizes the truth he is only a puppet of her desires and has succumbed to her web, now he is just a rag doll that has been left before his domain.

Her lips are like a great ocean in which he tries to navigate but it is impossible for him when he tries to emerge and take control a great wave expressed in her movements, her caresses, and her tongue fiddling take him back to the bottom as if they dominated him and he didn't want to let go.

His eager hand clings persistently to hers, flexing his quick fingers between those of hers and intentionally letting his other hand caress her glossy hair, his active movements are soft but steady as if his earnest wishes had finally surfaced.

He cannot take control, but with his strength the few that continue can ultimately be left on her, releasing his hand to finally caress a little more of her skin as if a recent settler had gained land ne'er identified or stepped on leaving her dress on her thighs while her hands manage to go a little further touching her dress. His hands fiddle even with her graceful legs and the delicateness of her skin rising slightly to his thighs, undoubtedly hearing the complex rhythm of his breathing increase, retaking control of the situation by unclosing his lustrous eyes with his intent gaze as he had ne'er seen her lascivious and twisted rising and taking from his head to transport it close to her chest, allowing him hears the beating of her fierce heart while caressing his back, perhaps to indicate him that he really is only her used puppet, instantly pulling him a little lowering the strands that separate and unite her dress at the same time skin producing nothing but slightly a little part of her elegant dress.

Now Jianyu understood, this was a game and her toy, dominated and totally controlled, with the look delivered to Mei Xiang, finds it in her crimson eyes and in her smile, this just begins, and her dominance in this field that Now it is her bed she has merely begun, the queen and the slave, the fruit for her pleasure.

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Mei Xiang flicked through the used images of young men on her private phone – so many messages, so insufficient time. Jianyu had been fun, but his extensive repertoire was getting stale. It was time for fresh blood, time to place her beau in the garbage.

She giggled. That'correctly s where she'd typically file the memories of him, fun though they were merely. He was clutter in her head, and she wanted to be minimalist up top. The first possible choice was color and considerable height, the right "model" made all the potential difference. Who wanted a similar dinner over and over? Not her! Naturally, he'd be squeezed, devastated. At long last, Jianyu was 'His' best dear friend from before and now, she would never abandon her ambitious plans for all of them? She is revenging herself and all women.

At that thought, she instantly felt a continuous infusion of superior strength, so intoxicating. The extraordinary power of the ultimate rejection, the power of selecting his potential replacement, followed by discovering the "extraordinary talents" of the new boy. She giggled, first select, then dump Jianyu... somewhere public where he couldn't make a fuss, then delete him, obstructs him, job completed.

Mei Xiang smirks

"Are You nervous, Xiang?" An elegant voice interrogated her.

She carefully looked at the attractive woman who was sitting next to her. Her classic elegance and Wealth can scream hysterically from far. Even thong, she was at her forties. She never loses her extraordinary beauty, It was Madam Mo Ying.

Nobody could aggrieve this madam, rumors said this woman's desire was to take revenge on all men since she was planted on her wedding day.

She smiles graciously at this lovely woman without even her knowing. It in common was a typical reaction from her body. After all, She was his adopted daughter, Mo Ying needed a girl to educate and love her and to avoid her sad fate. Although Miss Mo's initial goal is to prevent her from suffering like her at the hands of a man. When she was still a child, Miss Mo begins to choose boys that can become a field of experimentation for her to learn to break men's hearts as an indirect revenge for Miss Mo's pain.

Looking once more, Mo Ying was proud of her, Of her precious daughter.

'When Mei Xiang arrived, her intention was to avoid sadness like hers. At first, she didn't want anything else. But when she grew up and pointed out her promising beauty, she gradually became debased, and with her compliments, and with her teachings, and with that figure of hers always before her as a warning to reinforce her lessons, She stole her heart and put a piece of ice instead.' Mo Ying thought for herself.

Taking again a look to his daughter.

Mei Xiang smiled like a fairy. Even an angel could feel jealous of her.

" I have the honor to present this graduated to the gold medal, the youngest next surgeon to be. Miss Mei Xiang," The host entitles her.

'Mei Xiang...'

This prominent name, the name who provided her a new opportunity to experience life again.

Claps conquered the magnificent room.

Satisfaction feelings ran in all her body.