Chapter 384: How Do Marshmallows Smell Like Wine (4)
But where did she pay attention to his words, but moved more often, and even the words in her mouth were even more reverie: "Why do you keep holding me up......"
"Xiaoyi, don't move!" Because he was uncomfortable and endured, He Jichen's voice was a little harsh.
"What kind of murder are you!" Ji Yi glared at He Jichen dissatisfied, she didn't understand what he meant by those words, but she moved even harder: "How old are you, if you don't let me move, I won't move?" Then I have no face, I want to move ......"
As she spoke, as if she didn't think it was enough, she stretched out her little hand under his abdomen.
"Xiao Yi!" He screamed to stop him, but before he could reach out to stop him, her fingertips had already touched his lower body.
Hardly hesitating, he went to grab her little hand.
As if sensing his intentions, she knew that he was going to stop her, and she barely hesitated to change what had been just touching his hot fingertips to holding them tightly.
There was a sudden rapid convulsion in his abdomen, and even the hand he stretched out to her was draining his strength.
His mouth was suddenly a little dry, and even the air in the room felt a little hot.
He subconsciously clenched the hand reaching for her into a fist, and he heard the rattling of his own joints as he tried to restrain himself.
After a long while, he was finally able to speak, and his voice was dyed with a thick emotion: "Xiao Yi...... You let go of ......"
As his words settled, a glimmer of anticipation rose in his heart, hoping that she would listen to him, let go of him, and leave him as far away as possible...... His self-control is much better than others, but she is the deepest desire in his heart, not to mention, at this moment, he clearly sees that the fire in his body is about to explode!
But his expectation was only expectation after all, and she, who didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, replied to him crisply: "Don't!" Then the fingertips increased the force.
He Jichen's throat choked, and his face was filled with suppressed pain, he pursed his lips into a line, and waited until the current in his body that was surging because of her clenching subsided, and then he opened his mouth in a hoarse voice, the voice was no longer as light as usual, and there was a touch of weakness in the hoarseness: "Xiaoyi, if you do this again, I will hurt your ......"
She was an endless chase for him, and once his desire was opened, he knew it meant that it would never stop.
He wanted to stop what was about to happen while he still had a little bit of sanity, and stop the story between him and her in the days when he thought he was a good friend.
But when she drank like this, where would she understand the hidden meaning of his words, she only knew that he was letting her go, and with the strength of the wine, the rebellion in her bones was stronger, she shook her head like a rattle, and said several times in a row: "No! ”
It was very hot there, and even though she had passed through the bathrobe, it still burned her palms with a dense layer of sweat, and she couldn't help but rub her hand against the bathrobe, trying to wipe the sweat off.
Her actions just rubbed against him, and again and again, his reason and self-control, which were on the verge of stimulation, completely collapsed.
In the end, he still overestimated his self-control and underestimated her attractiveness.