Chapter 1775 - Only Afraid of Meeting in a Dream (3)
She immediately coaxed, struggled twice, and was dragged in by Ling Yichuan without hesitation, and as soon as she closed the door, people outside surrounded her.
There were no windows open in the VIP lounge, the curtains were also drawn, and even the room was specially cleaned by Ling Yichuan before, so that he would not be seen and heard when he was resting and discussing things inside. At this time, it was really cheap for him.
He hugged Ji Liunian in, closed the door again, and hid all the noise, Ji Liunian didn't have time to struggle, so he pressed on the door, and then the whole person immediately pressed up.
She heard someone passing by the door and the voice of a reporter, and she didn't dare to struggle too much, but she would never let herself fall into such an embarrassment!
She reprimanded in a low voice: "Ling Yichuan, the two of us have already been fine!" You let go of me! ”
Ling Yichuan didn't speak, nor did he move, just looked at her tightly. His eyes were almost glued to Ji Liunian's body, as if he wanted to lock her in his eyes and engrave it in his heart.
Five years have not left too many marks on her - of course, you can also say that the Ji family is still rich, except for Nian Nian who was just born for a while for a while, the days after that were stable and smooth, plus the maintenance is very good, thirty years old does not look like a thirty-year-old at all, as if it is still the same as before.
The only change, I'm afraid, is temperament. Back then, she was stubborn and delicate, and her eyebrows were full of spoiled and cared for willful little appearance. And now, she has long been cultivating in the ups and downs of the world. In addition, over the years, she has become a mother and has become the pillar of the family, and the whole person, whether in terms of mood, temperament, and attitude towards others, is quite different.
At that time, she was still like an uncarved piece of jade, at this time, she had been polished by the years of condensation and gentleness, and her brilliance was restrained.
Ling Yichuan pressed her with his body, but he held her face with his hands, up and down, seriously, carefully looking, every strand of her hair, every rise and fall, and even, every breath she had, every heartbeat, he looked so carefully.
Ji Liunian didn't look at him, her head tilted slightly, I don't know if it was because she didn't dare, or because she was afraid, her eyelashes lowered slightly, and her eyes looked at the floor beside him. When her breathing gradually stabilized, she took a deep breath and tried her best to restrain the beating atrium in her chest: "Ling Yichuan, please let go." ”
As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Yichuan's face came over, and she dodged slightly to the side, avoiding his kiss. Ling Yichuan didn't mind, just the tip of his nose, lightly touched the tip of her nose, gently breathed her breath, and even his body pressed her body tightly, but he didn't entangle further, just to let his heart feel her heartbeat.
His fingers slid thinly across every part of her face. Her eyes drooped, her cheeks slightly sideways, and her rosy lips.
"It's really you. I read that right, it's really you. He also smiled lowly, "Only you, only you, can't wait to escape from my side." ”
As soon as his hand pressed to her lips, she reached out and gently patted his hand away, her voice condensed: