Is she really drunk? Even Lin Jiahe couldn't help but be suspicious.

From the moment he entered the elevator, Wu Jue leaned quietly in his arms. I didn't speak, I just leaned quietly, and my soft body had a reassuring fragrance.

After opening the door, Lin Jiahe began to kiss her, kissing her extremely softly, as if touching fragile glass. Her lips were cold, but she still didn't speak.

"Wu Jue, you look at me." Lin Jiahe pulled her away slightly, wanting to see her eyes clearly.

But the next moment, she buried herself in his neck again, and her body trembled violently.

"What's wrong with you? Know what you're doing? Lin Jiahe stopped what he was doing and stiffened his body.

Wu Jue suddenly seemed to wake up in an instant, and looked up at the person in front of him. Although his eyes were still misty, his tone was surprisingly calm: "I'm fine, I'm just a little lonely." ”

With that, she bypassed him and grabbed the doorknob to leave.

Unexpectedly, Lin Jiahe grabbed her shoulders from behind, turned her around, pressed her against the door panel, and turned her face against the light, her expression was unclear, and her voice seemed to be squeezed out of her throat word by word: "Wu Jue, you can't do this to me again and again." Because...... I'm also lonely. ”

After that, he deceived again, this time it was no longer a light kiss, but a prelude to □□ erection, fierce and eager mixed with subtle pain.

Maybe at this moment, Wu Jue is completely awake, or even more abrupt.

She seemed to want to push the whole person in front of her, but the hand on his waist couldn't exert the slightest strength.

Lin Jiahe was born tall, and easily carried the slender Wu Jue to the bed in the bedroom.

The prelude was wet and lingering, Wu Jue kept her eyes closed, and even she couldn't tell whether she was scared or addicted.

It wasn't until the direct and complete entry that she opened her eyes as if frightened. It was Lin Jiahe's shining eyes that were close at hand. Wu Jue had never seen these eyes so closely.

The moonlight and neon peeked through the cracks in the window, and those deep, dark eyes seemed to be bright and dark, like a cluster of flames hiding in an instant, which could burn her to ashes in an instant, and as if to look into the depths of her heart.

It made her panic.

Maybe Wu Jue's appearance was too much like he had suddenly sobered up from drunkenness, and his eyes were even clearly frightened. Lin Jiahe thought that she would scream and push him away the next moment, but what she didn't expect was that she just reached up and covered his eyes.

Lin Jiahe has always been accustomed to controlling a qiē, even when he is making/having sex, he is used to keeping his eyes open and staring at the slightest change in the other party's expression.

But when Wu Jue blocked his eyes with his hand, he didn't avoid this inexplicable action.

The wet warmth of her palms plunged him into complete darkness in front of him, too much like an uncontrollable fall. This fall gave him a faint panic for the first time, but there was also a strange frenzy that was about to emerge, completely swallowing him up.

As a result, this love, under his dominance, gradually became turbulent.

During the whole process, Wu Jue's hand never left Lin Jiahe's eyes, and even in the violent ups and downs, she still firmly covered his eyes.

She was afraid that those eyes would see what a hideous expression she had in love, desire, just like the twisted heart under her chest.

And then there's endless darkness. It seems that even the neon and moonlight outside the window are completely gone. Wu Jue fell asleep in a sudden and confused state.

In my sleep, it was many years ago, the summer night with light clouds and light winds, the intertwined bodies of boys and girls, the warm and humid **, the soft whispers that lingered in the ears, and the determination and sweetness of delivering a qiē to each other.

She could even feel the warmth on the boy's lips, little by little on her face.

Maybe it was too real, Wu Jue suddenly woke up from the dream.

In the twilight of the morning, Lin Jiahe's face was just a stone's throw away, and the cold thin lips had just left the corners of her lips.

Wu Jue almost seemed to be frightened, and suddenly moved away from the back, falling out of bed.

"Are you alright?" Lin Jiahe moved his body and stretched out his hand towards her, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wu Jue glanced at his outstretched hand, and then looked up at him in a daze, as if looking at a stranger, and a terrible stranger.

The smile on Lin Jiahe's face gradually faded in such eyes, and after a long time, he called in a low voice: "Wu Jue." ”

In this low call, Wu Jue suddenly got up, grabbed the clothes scattered under the bed at random, and stumbled towards the bathroom.

She stared at the person in the mirror in distraction, and there were still traces of last night on her neck and chest, like evidence of the crime. Even her body still faintly exudes an unfamiliar aura, which makes her feel extremely disgusting, and she really vomits.

It wasn't until he was lying on the sink that tears were about to flow out that the whole thing calmed down a little.

After taking a shower, change your clothes, and walk out of the bathroom. It's been more than half an hour.

At this time, Lin Jiahe had also gotten up, wearing a set of dark blue home clothes, and leaned lazily on the bed.

"Mr. Lin, I'll go first." Wu Jue didn't approach, stood at the door, and said lightly. She didn't even dare to look at him directly.

"Wu Jue." Lin Jiahe seemed to sneer, "Don't you think you should say something about last night's incident?" ”

"Mr. Lin, rest assured, I am not a stalker. Last night was nothing more than a sleep for two lonely adult men and women. You don't have to take it to heart, and I won't take it to heart. ”

"If I'm going to take it to heart." Lin Jiahe said, already getting up and approaching her step by step, "Wu Jue, although I don't know the reason, I know you don't like me." And I've decided to let you go. But don't forget that you provoked me last night. ”

Wu Jue raised his head, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of mockery: "So what does Mr. Lin want?" As I said on the island before, buy me to be your woman with your money, or ...... Your sexual partner? ”

Lin Jiahe's face sank instantly, but he didn't retort with disdain as before, he just was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "I take back my previous words." Wu Jue, I admit that I have a lot of feelings for you. So this time I really hope we can start like normal men and women...... It's the kind of normal relationship. ”

As he spoke, an unnatural look appeared on his face.

Wu Jue was stunned, she didn't expect Lin Jiahe to say such things to her. This is definitely not a lie of a man deceiving a woman, and she also believes that Lin Jiahe will never disdain to tell such a lie.

Although she couldn't understand that Lin Jiahe had fallen in love with her, he said that he had feelings for her, which was enough to show that in his heart, she should be special.

How it was like a joke from heaven on her.

She should have decisively refused, but after a moment of silence, she said: "Mr. Lin, you have to give me a little time." ”

Lin Jiahe smiled, a very light and faint smile, but it was absolutely real.

He leaned over and wanted to kiss Wu Jue's lips, but Wu Jue avoided it without a trace, so the kiss fell on her eyebrows.

Gentle, warm, without any ** kiss, like a kiss in her heart. It made her shudder suddenly.