Jiang Jiu couldn't help but be a little discouraged when he saw that he was short of breath a few times at the beginning, and only the old god was left behind.

What the hell, is she already so unattractive?

She took the initiative to be like this, and this guy didn't even feel anything.

Jiang Jiu was lying on the bed, his mouth slightly open, and his breathing was a little rapid.

Kissed him for a while, but he didn't feel it, but she herself was hot.

Hot sweat oozed from his fair forehead, Jiang Jiu exhaled a little embarrassed, and said angrily: "Wen Xili, do you want to go?!" ”

“…… Scold. The man snorted, let go of her, and was about to leave the bed. That's all you can do. ”

I was also ridiculed by him!

Jiang Jiu's face flushed with anger, and seeing that his previous efforts were wasted, he didn't stop doing anything, and directly used his feet to reach the bath towel around his waist.

Wen Xili was stunned for a moment, subconsciously pressed the cloth, Jiang Jiu's feet shrank, and he grabbed it directly, and glanced at his lower body by the way.

At this glance, Jiang Jiu was stunned, and the man was also stunned.

She quickly came back to her senses, grabbed the bath towel triumphantly, and said with a smug smile: "Majestic and high-spirited." ”

She said that she teased him like this, how could he not feel it!

The man looked at her with a gloomy face, and watched as the smile on Jiang Jiu's face gradually disappeared, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

She cautiously reached out and gave him back the towel in her hand, then jumped off the bed.

The body was still in mid-air, and it was carried back by the gloomy man, and he pressed his buttocks face down on the bed.

The next second.

Depend on!

It hurts to death!

Ginger wine screamed.

*

Until the ginger wine was dying.

Wen Xili opened the bathroom and went inside to wash again.

After he finished taking a shower, he came out with a warm towel and scrubbed his body for ginger wine.

Ginger wine is not a pound of strength, and he is curled up in the futon miserably, and his body is full of traces of "humiliation".

After wiping her body clean, Wen Xili personally massaged her waist for a while.

She saw that he was unhappy now, and when he finished massage, she rolled up the quilt, turned over, and ignored him.

The man didn't speak, went into the bathroom and washed his hands, then came back to bed and hugged her to sleep.

The night was already quiet, so quiet that I could hear each other's breathing.

The man kissed her on the cheek and said, "I'm sorry. ”

Jiang Jiu opened his eyes and looked at the void, ignoring him, only squeezing a "hum" out of his nostrils.

Wen Xili kissed her on the side of the cheek again, lulled her to sleep, and then exhaled.

*

Early the next morning, the man got up, and Jiang Jiu lay lazily on the bed, watching him get up and sort out his passport.

The man turned his back to her, quietly took out her and Jiang Ci's passports, and put them in the suitcase.

Loading everything he thought he should bring, the man asked, "What else do you want to bring?" ”

"Bring a few masks, I'm going to put them on on the plane." Jiang Jiu commanded him and stuffed a few ex-boyfriend masks into his suitcase.

The man silently complied.

After a family of three had breakfast together, Wen Xili told Jiang Ci that he was going abroad in the afternoon, and then took Jiang Ci out for a walk.

Jiang Jiu's waist and legs were still sore, and she suspected that she had strained her muscles last night and couldn't straighten her waist at all—she had good reason to be sure that Wen Xili was retaliating.

Obviously for his good, he still treated her like this!

Rubbing her sore waist, she was a little indignant in her heart.

A virtuous and self-sacrificing girlfriend like her, it's hard to find a lantern, and this guy still hates it!