Song Jin: "......" is very good. Your whole family wins.

He removed the hand that was clamping her, and Song Jin saw this and hurriedly helped him to stagger up.

After glancing at a place that was still shouting and high-spirited, and secretly sighing that this child was developing so well, she hurriedly got off the sofa and picked up the mobile phone that had fallen on the woolen blanket.

The blanket was thick and not broken, and there was no other damage.

Secretly relieved.

If this mobile phone is broken, you have to find Qi Jue to get another one, tsk, it's troublesome to think about it.

She hurriedly put the phone in her pocket to protect it, and turned her head to see that the boy was still with his head down, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The black hair on the top of the head is soft and fine, with an elegant posture and a noble bearing.

At a single glance, I know that this is a son-in-law who can only be cultivated by top wealthy families, and completely dissolves the word "noble" into his bones, no matter what he does, he has a calm and relaxed calmness.

Song Jin always felt that her younger brother was actually a monster mixed in the crowd, with a delicate and fragile face like a soft lamb, but in fact, the thief was not easy to mess with.

"Brother... Come here, I have something to tell you. The boy raised his eyes to look at her, his voice soft, with a hint of demagogy.

Song Jin blinked, not knowing what he meant, so he had to secretly stuff the mobile phone in his trouser pocket to prevent being discovered.

Whispering began to sound in the room.

The young man's ink eyes narrowed slightly, his breathing was suppressed and leaned heavily on her neck, and his lips kissed the skin underneath even more irrepressibly.

Song Jin was imprisoned in his arms face-to-face, unable to break free, her fingers twitching back and forth were already sore, listening to his ambiguous whispering words in her ear, her heart trembled.

"Ah, Ah Jue, are you alright?" Song Jin turned his head and asked tremblingly for the fourth time.

I really want to suck myself to death from the fart that came over just now.

The only thing that answered her was the entanglement. The sound of continuous breathing, the aroma on the young man's body became stronger and stronger, mixed with some other smells, not unpleasant, but gratuitous color.

"Hmm...", the boy's hoarse voice came in a low voice.

...... "Then you should stop!" Uh-huh, what's that, uh-hu

It took a long time for the young man to let go of her, slightly curled up with long legs, trouser chains were not in a hurry to pull, the black hair on his forehead was already sweaty, he leaned back on the sofa, his hands covered his eyes, his chest rose and fell, and his breathing was slightly heavy.

The cheeks are dyed red, the lips are red and the teeth are white, and it is very charming.

Song Jinzheng frowned and wiped his hands with a tissue, but when he saw his appearance, he raised his eyebrows, this product is very comfortable, but her two hands are going to be wasted.

Qi Jue's current appearance is not difficult to guess.

As the saying goes, a cigarette afterwards beats the living immortals. Qi Jue doesn't smoke, but this appearance is obviously no different from the pleasures that those men had when they smoked a cigarette afterwards and then savored the love affair.

She shook her hand, seriously thought about the probability of slapping him and then being asleep, and after thinking about it, she left angrily and ran to wash her hands.

Song Jin has been recuperating in the villa for half a month, and usually when he has nothing to do, he will go to the gym to exercise, and at the same time, he also pays special attention to the distance between him and Qi Jue.

I don't know if it's the fowl. The beast felt guilty about this, Song Jin asked the assistant to report to her the progress of the matter, but the boy didn't say anything, just asked that the call should not exceed three minutes a day, and the reason was that the shortest time she had ever talked to the boy was three minutes.

For the young man's little hypocrisy, as long as he doesn't really hinder her from doing the task, Song Jin will also go by him.

So, during that time, the hard-pressed assistant had to make a draft in advance before talking to her, so as not to waste time by talking nonsense...

But things are going fairly well-