"I don't mind daylighting." Jiang Ci replied, and went towards the seductive red lips and kissed.

Chu Jiaojiao dodged his kiss, and his lips fell on her cheek.

The man was not annoyed, and kissed down his cheek, each time trying to arouse the most vigorous and metaphorical desire in the woman's heart.

"Okay, Jiang Ci, don't make trouble." Chu Jiaojiao's neck was tickled by his hair, and she begged for mercy while laughing.

"Then do you want to settle accounts with me?" Jiang Ci asked, looking at her with a slightly obsessive look in his eyes.

"I'm not looking for it, I'm not looking for it." Chu Jiaojiao hurriedly shook her head.

Her long hair was a little messy because of the struggle just now, and some of it was scattered on her cheeks, so Jiang Ci thoughtfully peeled it off for her with his hand.

"Truth?" His voice was soft and hoarse, as if it had struck her on the tip of the heart.

"Hmm." Nodding, Chu Jiaojiao looked at him very seriously.

Jiang Ci, who stopped within a foot of the distance above, stared at the blushing face of the woman who was pressed underneath, and suddenly muttered, "Jiaojiao, I miss you crying a little bit, what should I do?" ”

"What? Didn't you keep telling me to stop crying? Listening to Jiang Ci's sudden words, Chu Jiaojiao was a little confused.

When she cried last night, he obviously kept coaxing her and asked her not to cry, could it be that he still wants to make her cry now, what kind of curiosity is this?

"It's not that kind of crying." Jiang Ci's lips hooked up a smile, and his voice was lowered.

"Which kind is that?" Chu Jiaojiao tilted her head slightly and asked seriously, but as soon as the words came out, a strange picture was output in her mind.

When she cried under him, it only made him more excited.

The night was dark, the temperature of the room was rising, and he kissed her tears while gently coaxing, "Baby, don't cry, the more you cry, I don't want to stop." ”

"Hooligans." The red lips spit out two words lightly, and Chu Jiaojiao patted his hand, "Jiang Ci, you open it for me." ”

"Jiaojiao, why is your face so red?" Jiang Ci's eyebrows and eyes made waves upward, and the tails of the peach blossom eyes were smeared with some evil charm.

Chu Jiaojiao had reason to suspect that he was knowingly asking, how could he not realize how redundant this question was with Jiang Ci's cleverness.

"Jiaojiao, do you also ...... me?"

"Shut up." Chu Jiaojiao never felt that Jiang had too much to say, but at this moment, she hoped that he would stop talking.

The hand covered his lips, and then she felt her palm being gently kissed by the warm lip flap, and she was so frightened that she immediately withdrew her hand.

Jiang Ci took advantage of her stunned and bowed her head and kissed her again.

This time, the kiss was extraordinarily soft but deep.

Chu Jiaojiao unconsciously circled his neck and closed her eyes to feel his tenderness.

Chu Cheng sat back at the table and waited for at least twenty minutes, gradually becoming impatient.

Aunt Wu had already brought breakfast and came out, asking Chu Chenghui if she wanted to eat first.

"I'll wait for my sister." She said with some displeasure, looking at the brightly colored poached eggs on the table, and couldn't raise the urge to eat them at all.

Standing up, Chu Chenghui was just about to leave the table when he saw Chu Jiaojiao and Jiang Ci finally coming down the stairs.

She immediately stopped, and her expression instantly became aggrieved again.

The redness on Chu Jiaojiao's face had not completely subsided, and when she looked at Chu Chenghui's eyes, she hurriedly said righteously, "Pinghui, I have already crossed the river, don't be angry with him." ”

Chu Chenghui secretly glanced at Jiang Ci and found that the latter's expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see why.