She lowered her head, followed his guidance, and pressed her lips to it.

Jiang Ci didn't dodge or dodge, and let her kiss her.

Her lips are so beautiful that he feels reluctant to give up every time he kisses.

But he didn't want to scare her, so he didn't take any offense, just let her kiss lightly.

The woman quickly retreated, blushing like a persimmon.

She lowered her eyes and muttered in a low voice, "Is it okay?" ”

"Okay." Jiang Ci narrowed his eyes and hugged her off the railing.

With her feet on the ground, Chu Jiaojiao had a sense of security in her heart.

Raising her head, her back was pressed against the wall, she looked at the man in front of her, and only felt that his dark eyes were as bright as obsidian, and she couldn't take her eyes off it.

Jiang Ci's hand climbed up, stroked her soft hair, and then asked gently, "Chu Jiaojiao, who do you like?" ”

"Loved it...... Who? The question seemed to be difficult for her, and she looked at him blankly, staring at his face, and asked in a dull and uncertain voice.

"Well, who do you like?"

He asked again, his fingers wrapped around her hair, his expression relaxed as if he were talking about an inconsequential topic.

Chu Jiaojiao shook her head, her head hurt a little, "Who don't you like." ”

"Don't like it?" A trace of coldness overflowed in his heart, and suddenly, his eyebrows suddenly brightened again.

He leaned closer, leaned into her ear, and spit out softly, his tone gentle and restrictive, "Then remember your words, since you didn't have someone you liked at the beginning, don't let your heart be bought by anyone at will." ”

Chu Jiaojiao was still ignorant, she was stunned in those dark eyes, and in a trance she felt like she was in a chaotic time and space.

Holding her hand on his chest, the sound of her heart beating again and again.

She looked at him inexplicably, his kiss had landed on the artery between her neck, and it was hot with that beating.

"I've carved a mark here, and if you betray me one day, you'll taste the consequences." The man's lips held a gentle arc, and even the smile was filled with a trace of tenderness, impregnated with the time at this moment, stretched like a silk thread.

A cold wind blew, Chu Jiaojiao couldn't help but shrink her body, the man had moved away from her neck, but the skin that he had kissed was hot for a long time.

Carried back to the bed by him again, Chu Jiaojiao blinked and looked at the face above.

"Sleep, I'm not going to do anything to you." After covering the quilt for her, Jiang Ci was about to get up, but the cuffs were pulled by the woman.

She gave birth to her other hand from the quilt and suddenly touched the peach blossom pulled out of his eye.

"Hurt?" She asked, leaning up slightly and blowing into the corner of his eye, "I'll blow it for you, and it won't hurt." ”

"Why?" The throat was a little dry, Jiang Ci looked at her blushing little face, and there seemed to be waves rolling in his heart.

Then, suddenly, in a moment, the wind was calm.

Chu Jiaojiao suddenly remembered a dream she had just fallen asleep.

The woman with the blade stabbed the cold, glowing fruit knife into the little boy's eye, and the boy dodged, and the knife slashed through the end of his eye, outlining a bloody scar.

It must be very painful, she thought, if she broke her skin somewhere, she would cry aggrievedly, her brother would come to coax her, and her mother would come to hug her.

But the little boy didn't cry, there was water in his eyes, but he refused to shed a single tear, and even looked at the woman with a cold expression.