novelraw Chapter 247 Take Your Time (7.2 Part 1)
Chapter 247 Take Your Time (7.2 Part 1)
The water in the pool was level with his chest.
But for Harley, it was almost below the height of her head.
So she kept floating, stepping lightly on the water, calmly and slightly shyly watching Damian who slowly walked into the water.
Damian even saw a hint of appreciation in her eyes?
This made him, who had always been extremely confident in his figure, suddenly feel a little embarrassed.
He touched his nose helplessly... Lowering his head, pretending to be paying attention to the steps, he suddenly felt an urge to cover himself with his hands.
As soon as he walked down the last step, feeling the pressure of the water, Harry swam over on his own initiative...
too close.
The water pressure never made it so hard for him to breathe.
—Harry put her hands on his shoulders.
"Only in the water can I be at eye level with you. You are too tall." She tilted her head and said mischievously.
"..." What should he say?
—Harry then wrapped her arms around his shoulders and neck.
Damian's mind went blank.
Using the counterforce, Harley pulled her body closer to Damian, so close that he could already feel... the feel of the fabric of her underwear.
Harry bit his lower lip nervously, uncertainly.
She eagerly looked at his lips and then at his eyes.
Damian stood firmly, his eyes were deep, he held his breath, and remained motionless.
Like a beast ambushing its prey, it waits for the innocent deer to offer sacrifices.
The prey—Harry—eyes twinkling, leaned in, tilted his head, and carefully pecked his lips.
The beast's sharp claws had already quietly ambushed under the water behind Harry when she wasn't paying attention——
Damian's hands, when Harry's lips touched his, pressed her back firmly, locking her tightly in his arms.
The initiative has been completely transferred at this time, and it is no longer in Harry's hands.
It's been a long, long time since the two of them were like this.
She tasted like licorice candy, sweet and chewy.
He can hold his breath underwater for 5 minutes without being out of breath like he is now. *
In the end, he was the one who took the initiative to break the kiss due to shortness of breath.
He couldn't believe what had just happened.
"You...remember?" he asked panting.Suppress the anticipation in your voice.
With Damian in his arms, Harry no longer had to tread water.
She licked the water off her lips. "No," she shook her head slightly, and said calmly, "Do you mind?"
"Oh..." Damian swallowed, "No," he shook his head, emphasizing again, "not at all..."
His thumb rubbed a small piece of smooth skin on her back under the water, Damian hesitated, but chose to ask.
"Is this... because you knew about our previous relationship, so...?"
He was not confident that he could really succeed in chasing her again.
"I... don't know, but you are very attractive to me no matter what." She still held his shoulder with her hand, "I don't really care if the previous relationship is at work. "
"I also want to ask you the same question." She looked up, looking as confused as Damian, "Maybe, you just liked me before? Have you ever thought that after losing those memories, I might... Already counted as...another person?"
"I'm not the one you like anymore?" She frowned slightly, as if troubled, "I just have the same face as her." She bit her lower lip, "...just like you and Zach. "
Damian really didn't expect that such questions would be entwined in Harry's little head.
He doesn't want to let go of her.With one hand on her thigh, Damian held Harry a little higher to prevent the water pressure from hindering her breathing.
He looked outside the swimming pool and saw the dim lights of the beach in the distance.After thinking for a moment, he looked at Harry and replied seriously: "I don't know what answer you want to hear. To be honest... I thought about your question. But I managed to convince myself that memory does not determine our Who's the only factor..." He then shook his head, "And then I got so confused by this philosophical question, I just wanted to...follow my heart,"
"My inner feeling is that you are still you, with or without those memories," he went on. "Those qualities that are yours, expressed in all your unconscious behavior-you may say, my thoughts are too formal. doctrine. But I do think so."
"You still like to sprinkle a lot of pepper on your salad, even if you sneeze because of it; you still arrange clothes by color, even if I think it's very unreasonable..." He then pinched Harry's side precisely, and a certain His familiar position caused Harry to gasp and writhe.He laughed, his chest was shaking, "Look, you are still very ticklish..."
"You're still you, the one I...love..." he said softly.
Confiding in his heart has always made him feel extremely vulnerable...and extremely powerful at the same time.
Most of the trouble in the girl's eyes has faded away.
"Also, you still like my shoulder the most, just like the position you are holding now - you always did this before, pinching it secretly a few times - are you testing the hardness?" He smiled and asked with his head down.
Harley was a little embarrassed when she was caught making small moves, and she wanted to withdraw her hand.
"No, I didn't say that I don't like being pinched by you." He grabbed her hand that was about to run away, "Whenever you think that these muscles will please you, lifting iron is not boring."
Now that he said that...Harry put her hand back on his shoulder again and touched it wantonly.
Then, she blinked, and the corners of her mouth curled up, revealing a playful expression——
"Then what do you like most about me? Have I asked you this question?"
Damian suddenly became incoherent, "No... We used to, uh, rarely communicate in such a quiet way. We always need to be sneaky, and you will go to boarding school soon after you stay at home."
"Then you can just answer me now, what do you like most about me?"
He looked down at the water in embarrassment, "Uh...I don't want to lie to you. So, I think, I'll answer your question when we get closer..."
Damian's ambiguity confused Harry at first, but it dawned on Harry when he saw his cheeks starting to flush slightly.
"Oh—I see," she said, "do you like me... here in the front, or in the back?"
It's over, Damian closed his eyes, he destroyed the original romantic atmosphere with his carnal desire.
"...I know the safest answer to your question is 'I love your eyes the most' or something," he sighed, "but, I'm a man turning 20, Halle, and I sometimes It's really unavoidable-so, I have to admit, I like you...those women's parts the most."
"But I can keep my eyes open," he assured Harry with a serious nod, "I'm not going to see..."
However, the girl's clear eyes made it impossible for him to maintain the hypocritical lie——
"Well, I'll be honest, most of the time, I can't control my eyes," he made a grimace, "but I'll sneak a look when you're not looking."
"I'm not angry, I'm honored." She frowned, and then, tilting her head, "I will also secretly look at your buttocks, they are very upright."
"I know." Damian raised one corner of his mouth, a proud smile he is best at, "Otherwise, you think I did all those picking up things unintentionally? How can things on the table fall so easily. "
He suddenly realized that he only admitted "peeking" just now, but didn't give the proper compliment like Harry?Hmm, maybe, not very polite?
"Your...well...they're perfect on you too," he said gravely.
"Oh? Thank you for saying that." She raised her head proudly.
Then, she put her hands on the joint of his shoulders and neck, and moved closer to him——
"Why do we waste time praising each other's bodies? When these hours can be used..." He sealed the second half of her sentence.
He couldn't remember how the two of them stumbled out of the pool and onto the shore.
Before he realized it, he and Harry were kissing wildly while moving from the back door of the pool to her room on the other side, leaving two wet footprints on the bank of the pool along the way.
Who knocked the door open?
He hurriedly pushed Harry into the room... for what?
After entering the door, Damian vaguely felt that he and Harry had knocked over something, but no one spared a single ounce of energy to check.
He had an urge to push Harry against the couch, the table, the wall, whatever—what?I didn't think about it...
He's probably going to... betray the trust of his father and Ah Fu.
He pushed her towards the nearest wall, and at the same time, a restless hand began to swim upwards from her waist...
But she grabbed her, gently and without force, but enough to make him stop.
She was panting, her eyes were bright, and her cheeks were flushed.
She licked the corner of her mouth and showed a rare blurred smile, "Take your time, Mr. Wayne..." Her voice was low, "We haven't reached that point yet."
When did Harley...become a charming girl?
What surprised Damian the most was still behind——
She straightened up from the wall, with a small hand around his back, down, down...
She actually patted his...!
"Keep it up." She winked her right eye at him coquettishly, "Good night, see you tomorrow."
She walked around him, walked towards her suite bedroom with slow and graceful steps, and gave him an exit show with only orange underwear on her back.
Damian inserted his fingers into his forehead hair, heaved a long sigh of relief, and went back to his room obediently—frustrated?Not really.
Harley lost those mental baggage, and instead... looked more like a goblin.Make him crazy leprechaun.
The author has something to say:
*Official data, Master and Young Master can hold back underwater for 7 minutes.
*Harley's wink is so entangled to me, Chinese can only be explained clearly with a phrase... (I always feel that "wink" is not appropriate and does not fit the context.)
*Harry the goblin has mastered a more advanced teasing method than before amnesia, and left after teasing, simply and neatly, no after-sales package is included, Mr. Mi, you are over.