said that it was a thin kiss because this kiss was much milder than the previous kiss, but this was enough for Jiang Zhou to bear.

She never thought that Ji Yanming's kiss would be so lustful and fierce.

Licking and entanglement is almost taken to the extreme by him.

Jiang Zhou only had the share of passive bearing throughout the whole process.

As for what flag, what body and mind belong to her, Jiang Zhou can't remember all of them, she only knows that her mouth is numb.

However, the kiss continued.

At this moment, the battle between the two has shifted to the big bed in the bedroom.

Ji Yanming hugged Jiang Zhou, with one palm on her waist and the other on her shoulder, and was pecking at the corner of her lips reverently with his eyes closed.

The kiss was fine and wet, itchy and throbbing.

Jiang Zhou felt uncomfortable.

Because, apart from this fierce light kiss, Ji Yanming refused to take a step beyond Lei Chi.

Now the closest distance between the two is just that his palm finally reached into the hem of his clothes, but this hand only stayed at his waist, lingering on the thin waist that he held in his hand.

Jiang Zhou felt that he was really bitter.

Although she was drunk and her mind was not very clear, she knew that her boyfriend was not enthusiastic about her, she thought so, and the next moment she raised her hand and pushed away Ji Yanming, who was kissing her, and cried: "Ji Yanming, I hate you." ”

"Hate me? why?" Ji Yanming opened his mouth in a dumb voice, a little unsure where he made his girlfriend angry.

Jiang Zhou's crying became louder and louder because of his words.

She sobbed and wanted to list Ji Yanming's crimes, but found that she couldn't say it at all, and she couldn't really ask him why he didn't want her?

Jiang Zhou felt that she still had face, although she was drunk, she still had some sanity. One eight

Jiang Zhou couldn't speak, only sobbing and muttering: "I just hate you, you are a bastard, a fool, a stupid, a big stupid." ”

"That's right, I'm a stupid, bastard, so it's not worth being angry at all, come on, don't cry. Ji Yanming tightened Jiang Zhou with one hand, patted her with the other, and coaxed her.

Jiang Zhou's cry gradually lowered because of his soft coaxing, and the person gradually relaxed, and then slowly-

She cried and fell asleep.

The noisy and entangled night finally quieted down at this time.

Only Ji Yanming quietly hugged Jiang Zhou, but his heart was not calm.

His forehead was already soaked with a layer of shiny sweat, which had only appeared in an effort to calm his inner impulses.

After all, he is also a normal man, it's not that he doesn't want to, but he will be reluctant.

He loves Jiang Zhou, and he hopes to enter into marriage with her, have children together, and grow old together.

He didn't object to it happening before marriage, but not now.

Especially Jiang Zhou was still drunk.

No one can guarantee that her enthusiasm at this time is not due to the domination of alcohol, and if something happens to her at this time, then what is the difference between him and the villain who takes advantage of the danger.

Thinking of this, Ji Yanming turned his head sideways and kissed Jiang Zhou's forehead lightly, and said in his heart: Even if it happens, it must be on the premise that both of them are sober.

Not only that, but this day should also be carefully chosen.

He wanted to give her the most perfect memory on a special day.

On his side, Jiang Zhou, who was asleep, was still sobbing softly from time to time, occasionally scolding "bastard"!

Ji Yanming smiled softly at this time, holding Jiang Zhou and continuing to pat her.

And at this extremely warm time, there was an abrupt mobile phone ringing in the direction of the living room, and over and over again, with the meaning of sleeplessness......