"Jiang Ci ......" Chu Jiaojiao's hands grabbed his collar and shouted softly.

"Huh?" With a light snort, the man's deep voice darkened, and his eyes stared at her for a moment, "Jiaojiao, how are you going to explain it to me?" ”

"I just had fun and went to see it." Chu Jiaojiao replied, blinking a pair of smart eyes and whispering, "Jiang Ci, don't be angry, I really didn't do anything, and I didn't ask anyone to accompany me, I ......"

"What else do you want to do?" Hearing this, the man's eyebrows seemed to suppress anger, and her face was always locked in a pair of deep and cold eyes, and her voice was darkened a few degrees.

"Nope." Shaking her head violently, Chu Jiaojiao was afraid that he was thinking too much, and the hand that was originally holding his clothes moved behind him and hugged his broad back.

She took the initiative to post it, tilted her head sideways to the position of his heart, and continued to speak softly, "Jiang Ci, don't be angry, okay?" ”

The man didn't reply, nor did he continue to look at her, but her little head rubbed against his chest, which easily softened his heart.

She can always find the crux of his problem just right, or soften his bad mood with words.

She is like this, how can he bear to blame.

Chu Jiaojiao hugged him for a long time, and found that he didn't react, so she raised her face and immediately crashed into his shining dark eyes.

The man's gentle and handsome face looked at her with narrow eyes at the moment, and the depth in it seemed to have a deep affection that could not be dissolved, so that she could not move away for a while.

The two sides looked at each other, and their eyes seemed to be clearly engraved into each other's bones.

Feeling her waist tightened, Chu Jiaojiao's crimson lips moved, and she just wanted to speak, but her lips were captured.

The tossing and turning breaths gradually deepened and became entangled......

Before they knew it, the two of them rolled down to the soft bed, and then the light and shadow flickered, and the reflections projected on the wall blended together, like a whole.

Outside the window, the night was getting darker, and the smell of wine on the originally clean woman seemed to be even stronger, and the smell spread between his noses seemed to drown himself.

I want to get myself drunk to death on her.

Jiang Ci's tense nerves could not be relaxed, and his posture of leaning over and kissing her became more and more restrained.

The wild weeds that grow wildly continue to breed a certain desire, he understands that the spark in his heart is showing a prairie fire situation, which will only burn more and more, and he wants to eliminate all the weeds that have grown wildly, but he is reluctant to make her uncomfortable.

It seems that as long as she holds her mouth and says a word of pain, he can make a truce anytime and anywhere.

Staring at a pair of eyes with water, Chu Jiaojiao seems to be looking for a fulcrum, which can only cling to the man's body, if she is the entangled silk flower, the man in front of her is the tree she wants to cling to.

The noble moonlight also seemed to be blushing from the rising temperature in the room, and secretly hid behind the clouds at night, only faintly revealing half of his face.

The man propped up his hand against his head, and his other hand slid over her white cheek, moving lightly.

The broken ice in Jiang Ci's eyes has already melted cleanly, leaving only the tenderness that is full of tenderness, and the gentleness that cannot be said when looking at the woman's gaze.

"Jiaojiao, you're sweeter than all the honey I've ever tasted." As the words fell, he lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the lips, as simple as a dragonfly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the silence at the moment.