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He walked over to the big bed, squatted down, turned on the bedside lamp, and the sleeping face came into view.

His dark eyes stared at her almost greedily, and for a moment they were about to seam her into the depths of his soul.

The big hand slowly caressed her face, and when the fingertips touched the delicate skin, she sighed silently, as if it was a kind of satisfaction. Suddenly, I felt that my heart, which had been empty for a while, was filled in an instant.

He curled the corners of his lips slightly, and pulled out a wry smile.

He seems to have overestimated his self-control.

He thought that he could still be the same as before, even if he wanted to see her, hug her, and kiss her, he would always be able to restrain himself for a very good reason. He thought that when he missed her, listening to her voice would ease his thoughts.

However, he found that after being with her, not only did he not feel satisfied, but his desire became bigger and bigger. I can't stand the feeling of emptiness that I can't look at her and can't hold her for a few days. Even, when he heard her voice on the phone, his thoughts drowned him like a surging tide.

He thought that he had passed the age of youthful impulsiveness and madness for love. He thought he was mature enough, sane enough. will not interfere with her work and restrict her freedom. But in fact, he didn't want to keep her chained to his side all the time, and he didn't allow her to have contact with anyone of the opposite sex.

He wanted her to stay within his reach, and when he missed her, he could see it when he looked up. He wanted to be her whole world, and he wanted her to see him alone.

His heart, after all, is not as big as he imagined. Even, he found himself selfish and petty beyond imagination.

At the same time, he understands that the tighter the grip of the sand, the easier it is to lose this truth.

However, now he was faintly worried in his heart. She is by his side, but she makes him more and more greedy, and his dark side will be stimulated at any time.

During this time, he could only put his energy into work and constantly socialize, so that he could barely resist the urge to fly to her.

Jun Muye stared at her sleeping sweet face fixedly, her eyes were warm, and then she slowly lowered her head and kissed her slightly pursed mouth.

As soon as he touched the soft lips, he was so greedy that he couldn't get rid of it, tossing and turning and pecking kisses. But she was getting more and more dissatisfied, her lips and tongue rubbed against her, and the tip of her tongue poked into it little by little from between the lips.

The scorching smell was so strong that the sleeping beauty frowned, raised her hand and waved it like a fly. But he didn't want to open his eyes, maybe he was really tired for a while.

I'm tired from filming, and I'm tired from playing.

"Nasty...... Stinky ......," she muttered.

Jun Muye then remembered that he had drunk wine.

He kissed her on the cheek a few more times before getting up and going into the bathroom.

This time, he was taking a shower much faster than usual.

After brushing his teeth, he made sure that there was no more alcohol before returning to the bed.

At this time, Xu Qiaoqiao was wearing a cotton nightdress, and the skirt was under her turn and lifted to her thighs. A slender and fair-skinned beautiful leg rests on the outside of the quilt and clamps the whole quilt.

Jun Muye's eyes were slightly hot, staring at the seductive beautiful legs, especially hoping that she was clamping herself.

He took away her hands and feet from the quilt, pulled out the quilt, lay down on himself, and took the restless little guy into his arms. The air conditioner was turned on, and he put the thin quilt back on the two of them.

Seeing that she slept so soundly, the Great Demon King restrained the beast in his heart with great difficulty, and planned to let her rest first. But, as if he was accustomed to the breath and embrace of a man. As he held her, the little woman's body instinctively approached him, and her little hands took the initiative to wrap around his waist.

This instinct makes men very satisfied.

Soon, however, her legs rose restlessly again, and wrapped around him like a quilt. The little face was ironed against his chest, and the little hand moved from the waist to his abdomen, unconsciously touching and touching.

Jun Muye's abdomen suddenly tightened, and his sexy Adam's apple rolled.

He took her little hand and pulled her back to his waist.

"If you move again, you will bear the consequences. A soft murmur sounded above her head.

Even in his sleep, as if sensing his threat, the little one rubbed his face, found a comfortable place on his hard chest, and fell asleep.

……

Midnight.

Xu Qiaoqiao was in her sleep, as if she felt a strong gaze staring at her.

She opened her eyes faintly.

In the dimness, a pair of bright and terrifying eyes suddenly met.

When Xu Qiaoqiao was confused, an inexplicable fear suddenly grabbed her heart.

Those eyes, cold and crippled, seemed to be the eyes of a beast lurking in the darkness.

She was frightened, but she couldn't even scream. It was as if he was choked by that cold gaze.

As if sensing that she was awake, he grabbed her waist and pulled her slightly withdrawn body into his arms.

The next second, he slapped on the bedside lamp.

Xu Qiaoqiao saw his face clearly, was stunned at first, and then relaxed from the tension, "It's you......"

He looked at her fixedly, not speaking.

Xu Qiaoqiao raised her eyes and glanced at the night outside the window, and asked in a lazy voice, "How many times?"

Jun Muye glanced sideways, "Three o'clock." ”

Hey, it's three o'clock! Did she sleep for so long?

Xu Qiaoqiao rubbed her eyes and asked, "When did you come back?"

"Half past ten. ”

"Then why don't you wake me up?"

He didn't speak.

Xu Qiao glanced at him suspiciously, why was his face a little gloomy?

"Are you asleep or awake?" she asked curiously.

"Didn't sleep. ”

Xu Qiaoqiao propped her hands on his chest, propped up her upper body, and looked at him steadily, "Haven't you slept all the time?

Jun Muye pulled her hand down and put it on her left chest, "It's uncomfortable here." ”

Xu Qiaoqiao was stunned, frowned and asked, "Do you still have heart disease?"

Jun Muye: "......"

"What's wrong?Why don't you speak?Is it hurt?" Xu Qiaoqiao saw that he was silent, sat up nervously, held his face with her small hands, and stared at him with a pair of dark and moist eyes for a moment.

Jun Muye looked at the worried little face, pressed his big hand on the back of her hand, and rubbed his cheek against her palm with affection.

"Jun Muye?"

"Kiss me. He lifted his dark eyes, bottomless like a mysterious ocean, and made people lose themselves in his eyes.

"Huh?" Xu Qiao looked into his eyes blankly.

"I want you to kiss me. The deep voice exuded an oppressive momentum.

Xu Qiaoqiao's heart trembled, feeling that he seemed to be angry. But what was he angry about?

Still, she obediently lowered her head, her lips pressed gently against him.

She has always been passive in this kind of thing.

ALTHOUGH THE TWO HAVE KISSED MANY TIMES, BUT NOW THAT SHE TAKES THE INITIATIVE, SHE SUDDENLY HAS NO WAY TO "SPEAK".

She didn't understand the level of the kiss he was asking for. So, she only pecked him on the lips like a dragonfly.

As soon as she was about to leave, his hand pressed against the back of her neck and commanded in a deep voice, "Go on." ”

Continue, continue?

Xu Qiaoqiao looked at those terrifying black eyes in a daze, bit her lower lip, and kissed him again. This time, she stayed a little longer, sucking on his lips as if flattering.

“…… Is it okay?" Her face was pretending to be calm, but her eyes were full of shyness.

"Not enough. He locked his gaze on her, "Like I kissed you." ”

"Jun Makino ......"

"What's wrong with you?" she asked worriedly.

"Don't you want to?"

She was stunned. It's not that she doesn't want to kiss him, but she can't figure out his current emotions and is a little apprehensive.

He put his arm around her waist and rolled over abruptly, crushing her underneath.

The eyes never left her small face for a moment, and the big palm went directly under the pajamas.

The movements of his hands were even a little rude.

Xu Qiaoqiao took a breath, pressed his big palm, and said hurriedly: "I don't want to." ”

She held his face again, as if to appease his sudden violence, and her small mouth covered it directly.

She lingered on his lips for a moment, remembering how he had kissed her before.

She first bit lightly, then tentatively stuck out her little tongue and slowly poked it in.

He cooperatively opened his mouth and let her into his territory to explore.

His eyes were not closed, staring at her small face, which was so close at hand. Her thick, curly eyelashes quivered, revealing her shyness and nervousness. However, she kissed very seriously, so well-behaved and cute that he wanted to rub it into his body.

Her obedience soothed the impetuousness in his heart.

He looked at her, but his ears echoed the whispers of her dream.

He thought he trusted her. Even if the man answered the phone, even if the scene was ambiguous and evocative, even if he was so angry and jealous that he wanted to tear the other party apart, he still didn't have a seizure.

Because he knows her.

The fact that she had postponed the date of her return had already upset him. Now, the man's name was called out in the dream.

Rao is no matter how rational he is, he can't disguise it anymore.

He damn mind!

At that banquet, he minded very much!

his coolness! his cultivation!

Xu Qiaoqiao had no idea what taboo she had just committed. She only knew that he was unhappy, and this was not the time to ask the reason, but to suppress his emotions first.

She has always been very open-minded and clever only when she senses a crisis.

As long as you take the initiative to cooperate with him, take the initiative to approach him, don't avoid him, don't refuse, the big demon king is still quite easy to coax.

Sure enough, seeing her so active, he stroked her hand and was much gentler.

Although he had had already let her get used to it for a few nights before. But for such intimacy, she still feels shy, but she does not resist.

His big palm was not eager, but as always, carefully and slowly caressing every inch of skin, feeling her warmth and delicacy.

"Jun Muye......" she pulled her lips away and bit her lip flap to look at him.

"Don't stop ......"