Chapter 89, The Torment in the Kitchen
Jin Sicheng's eyes were stunned, a light flashed under his eyes, and then he reached out and hooked Jian Han into his arms.
He squinted at her.
Jian Han trembled, and his heart beat wildly.
She knew she couldn't refuse, she knew it had to be, and she knew it should be so.
But I don't know why, my heart is sour, and I feel a little sad.
"You're reluctant." Jin Sicheng looked at her for a while, and the hand that was holding her body loosened.
Jian Han was free, trembled slightly, and looked at Jin Sicheng.
"It's not what you look like when you're ready." Jin Sicheng's voice was deep and magnetic, and his clear voice made people suffer.
"It's not." Jian Han had a sense of embarrassment that he had nowhere to hide: "I'm ready, it's just-"
"Just what?" He easily interrupted her.
Jian Han was embarrassed, took a breath, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'm just nervous, it's okay." ”
Jin Sicheng frowned, glanced at her, picked up two dishes, and walked out.
He exited the kitchen, and she instantly felt a lot more breathing.
Jin Sicheng did not come back.
When Jian Han went out, he saw him smoking in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
The tall body is wearing well-textured loungewear, which should have come back to take a bath, and it looks clean and refreshing, far away, but it is difficult to ignore the sense of nobility and elegance.
Jian Han glanced at it, but went back, put all the food on the table, served him a bowl of rice, and set up the chopsticks.
When she saw that he could finish smoking, she went to wash the fruit.
When it was almost washed, Jin Sicheng suddenly came in, came behind her, and hugged her from behind.
Jian Han was taken aback.
She turned her head quickly, and Jin Sicheng's smoky lips pressed down and sealed her lips.
The faint scent of tobacco blasted down, robbing her of her breath.
Jian Han's heart trembled, and he almost forgot to breathe.
The temperature on his body was very high, she was a little dazed, and the kiss was also very deep, kissing her directly to her throat and eyes, almost taking away all her oxygen.
"Whew!"
As if sensing something, Jin Sicheng left a little bit, and Jian Han had to take a breath.
Before he eased up, he kissed him again.
Surging and surging, his big hands were also unceremoniously and began to knead her.
The sound of rushing water continued, seemingly masking the sound of the kiss at this moment.
In the back, Jin Sicheng was tightly attached to Jian Han's body, and he was pressed against him, and Jian Han understood that he was excited.
He seemed to be ready to ask for her at any time.
Because she was facing away from him, this angle was too uncomfortable, she struggled, and then turned around, and Jin Sicheng also let her turn around, and the two of them faced each other.
Jian Han's hand unconsciously hugged her chest, but Jin Sicheng pulled her hand away and wrapped it around his neck.
Jian Han stiffened, and his hand subconsciously wrapped around his neck.
Jin Sicheng felt her resistance and instant response, and immediately seemed to be encouraged, and his kiss became harder and harder.
The breath was entangled, his hand kneaded her waist, lifted the skirt, removed the obstacles, and hugged Jian Han's whole person.
Jian Han was frightened and immediately caught him.
Two people separate from each other and face each other.
The four looked at each other, and they all saw the enthusiasm in each other's eyes.
He said, "When you're done eating, are you done?" ”
Jian Han met his deep eyes, looked at the enthusiasm inside, and nodded inexplicably.
"Hmm!"