"No, they're still in the glass case, believe it." Jiang Ci was very close to her, so the warm and smelly smell of his body wrapped her senses.

"Really?" Chu Jiaojiao slowly let go of the arm covering her face, and the glass cabinet in front of her was indeed well stored with those beautiful and gorgeous butterflies.

But the unexpected reality just now, she was trapped in that scene, and she was almost drowned by the swarming butterflies.

Then, she was hugged from behind when she covered her face, and the warm embrace dispelled the fear in her eyes little by little, and also pulled her back to reality.

Chu Jiaojiao twisted her head slightly, looked sideways at the man whose silhouette was almost perfect, and met his eyes.

Jiang Ci's eyes were undisguised affection, and undisguised tenderness, her heart suddenly stopped for a second, and then beat rapidly, as if beating on a drum.

"Jiang Ci ......"

"Jiaojiao." Jiang Ci's fingers fell on her face, and then scratched the beautiful butterfly pattern on her collarbone, and he stroked it almost gently, his eyes were full of amazement and praise.

"Isn't it ugly?" Chu Jiaojiao asked, feeling a different kind of shyness because of her close proximity to him.

"No, it's beautiful." The man's lips curled slightly, "Jiaojiao, you are more beautiful than all the butterflies I have here." ”

Chu Jiaojiao's thinking couldn't be turned, and she always felt that his low and slow voice seemed to be bewitched.

She was a marionette in his hand, unable to move, and there was no way to break free.

The man's deep eyes continued to stare at her, and his usually detached and indifferent eyes turned into treacherous and evil.

The eye waves flickered slightly, Chu Jiaojiao turned around, her arm suddenly wrapped around the man's neck, and then kissed his lips very actively.

She didn't know what she was thinking at that moment, all the thoughts in her mind were chaotic, just looking at his lips, she had a feeling of longing for contact.

The moment she kissed it, her mind went blank, and she only felt that it was her oxygen, which needed to be absorbed to survive.

"I'm knocking, host, what are you doing?" The system felt it clearly this time, it was its host who made the first move, oh no, the first to move his mouth.

"Host, Chu Jiaojiao, Chu Jiaojiao......" kept shouting in her mind, but it didn't seem to be able to stop her from being close to Jiang Ci.

According to this posture, Lang has a mistress, and it seems to be normal for dry firewood to come to fruition or something.

The system was thinking about it, and suddenly it was awakened.

No, its host can't just lose its body like this, and then won't it be the same mistake again?

"Jiaojiao, what are you doing?" Jiang Ci raised his thin lips, looked at the woman who was still hanging on him, and asked.

Chu Jiaojiao felt that there were already wet sweat stains in her palms, and when she looked at the face in front of her, all her emotions became ethereal, but her nerves were highly tense.

"I ...... I don't know, I just ...... How so? I didn't mean to kiss you, I just ......" she said incoherently, her cheeks hot as her consciousness receded like a tide.

She seemed to hear a voice urging her to kiss her.

"Host, are you alright?" The system asked worriedly, always feeling weird.

"Headache." Chu Jiaojiao covered her head and shook it.

"You're tired and need a break." Jiang Ci picked up the woman and left the room where the butterfly specimens were hidden.

When the door was closed, the beautiful butterflies seemed to lose their vitality and became silent and desolate.