Wen Jiming frowned, pulled Su Qingjia into the house from outside the door, and closed the door casually, his expression obviously dissatisfied.

Su Qingjia heard the heavy and cold sound of the door closing, and his heart also chuckled, and then he jumped up and stopped.

"Have you ever heard of a phrase?" Wen Jiming asked with a frown.

Su Qingjia pursed her lips, didn't dare to look directly at Wen Jiming's gaze, and said with a different look: "What...... What's that?"

Wen Jiming's tone even became a little aggrieved, "Falling in love without the purpose of marriage is a hooligan." ”

Su Qingjia: "......" What you said made me very frightened.

"So......" Wen Jiming didn't let Su Qingjia go, "Are you playing hooligan on me all the time?"

Su Qingjia: "......" To tell the truth, if I had the courage to play hooligan on you, I wouldn't be forced into a corner by you and wouldn't even dare to speak!

She still wanted to take two steps back, but she found that she had no way to retreat after being forced into a corner, but Wen Jiming in front of her was still approaching her.

Wen Jiming's eyebrows were clear, one hand propped up on the wall on the side of her head, and without saying a word, he slowly approached her face in front of her.

Su Qingjia shrank her head in horror, and her face burned because of Wen Jiming's sudden nervous wall knock.

The faces of the two were getting closer and closer, and Su Qingjia could even feel his hot and deep breath spraying lightly and heavily on her face, from her forehead to the tip of her nose and then to the corners of her lips.

The atmosphere became more and more ambiguous, Su Qingjia suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed dryly, and dared to reprimand Wen Jiming in a low voice: "You still say me, now it's obvious that you want to play hooligan on me!"

Wen Jiming suddenly laughed twice when he heard this.

Because the two were very close, Su Qingjia couldn't even catch his expression, only when he smiled, she saw the curvature of the corners of his mouth, with a kind of bad breath of gentleness, she subconsciously looked at his eyes again, her eyes were slightly dark, as deep as the sea.

"You're mistaken. Wen Jiming corrected her mistake and said, "I've always wanted to play hooligan on you. ”

Su Qingjia: "......"

Ahhh

However, no matter how hard she pretended to be calm on her face, her heart still beat fast, and she staggered her gaze awkwardly, "I remember that you obviously wrote suspense reasoning, why did you still have a lot of research on the routine lines of the domineering president?"

Wen Jiming: "......" is probably the world's routine?

Su Qingjia's face burned hot from his gaze, and suddenly heard Wen Jiming ask softly, "Can I kiss you?"

Su Qingjia: "......" Wen Jiming died one day, and he could only be killed by himself.

He didn't give up, "If you don't speak, I'll accept it as a tacit acceptance." ”

Su Qingjia was pressed into the corner by him, she was doing a complicated struggle in her heart, there were two villains fighting in her heart, and in the end, she couldn't tell who would lose and who won, her eyes flashed slightly, and then she quickly kissed him on the lips in Wen Jiming's stunned and surprised eyes.

It's really just a moment, and it was less than a second before Su Qingjia retreated home.

After finishing his face, he had a fever to the point of exploding, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

Both of them were silent for a long time, Wen Jiming gently swept the corner of his lower lip with the tip of his tongue, frowning slightly, "That's it?"

Su Qingjia: "......" Otherwise, what else do you want from me?

This is the first time in two lifetimes that she has taken the initiative to get close to a man outside of her family. In the days of his previous life and Yu Muhan, the two were only ambiguous, and they didn't even hold hands. She liked him and thought that he liked her too, but no one said anything, and then when his relationship with Zheng Yixia was exposed, she woke up like a dream.

The first time she had intimate contact with a man like a kiss, Su Qingjia blushed, her breathing was not smooth, and her misty eyes stared at Wen Jiming, "That's it, don't think about anything else." ”

Wen Jiming disagreed: "That's not good, at least that's the case." ”

As soon as the words fell, he didn't wait for Su Qingjia to react, he reached out and hugged her waist, the two of them wrapped themselves in his arms, clasped her chin, and kissed Su Qingjia's lips as soon as he lowered his head.

His kiss was not intense, but the kind of kiss that was as gentle and lingering as the plum rain in Jiangnan.

Su Qingjia was stupid the moment he kissed him, his two hands had nowhere to put them, and finally grabbed Wen Jiming's hands around his waist and chin respectively, and closed his eyes slightly.

Wen Jiming's kiss began to encroach on the corner of her lips, and then slowly sucked and kissed her lip flap. The hand that was originally holding Su Qingjia's chin also moved away, and first grabbed Su Qingjia's hand with his backhand and held it up, interlocking his fingers around her waist.

Su Qingjia was so dizzy from the kiss that he had to straighten his waist because of Wen Jiming's movements, until the tip of his tongue gently pried open between her teeth and wrapped it up again, then his spirit was shocked, and his heart trembled and jumped.

The two people who held back for more than 20 years to send out their first kiss were inevitably a little mixed with temptation and novelty of excitement, and this kiss lasted for a long time.

When the lips parted, the foreheads of the two leaned together, and the eyes of each other were charming and sticky. Wen Jiming's eyes stared directly at Su Qingjia, and his eyes were as deep as Su Qingjia had never seen.

Both of them were panting, no one spoke, Su Qingjia and Wen Jiming looked at each other for a long time, and finally blushed and opened their eyes.

She had just come back to her senses, and her heart was like a bouncing rabbit hidden, unable to survive or die.

Wen Jiming was still holding Su Qingjia's waist, and the hands of the two were still holding together, to be precise, Su Qingjia's hand had been holding Wen Jiming's hand.

He calmed down, and his breathing gradually calmed down, but his voice was still a little hoarse, with a little Su Su's little sexy, "What are you holding my hand for?"

Su Qingjia said as a matter of course: "Of course, I'm afraid that you will touch everywhere!"

Wen Jiming: "......" you are upright.

He put his hand down from Su Qingjia's waist, withdrew one hand, and the other hand was still holding Su Qingjia's hand tightly, and led the person to the living room, "Come in and sit down for a while, I'll go get you something to eat." ”

Su Qingjia watched Wen Jiming's back gradually approach the kitchen, retracted his gaze and turned around the living room twice, and walked to the door of the study.

The door of the study was ajar, and Su Qingjia saw at a glance the bookshelf that occupied almost an entire wall, and the bookshelf full of books.

"Wen Jiming. She shouted into the kitchen, and added, "Can I go into your study?"

There was the sound of water in the kitchen, Wen Jiming should be washing, and his answer came from the sound of water: "Go, you can just look at it, don't tell me." ”