13. Lingering
In the last sentence, Jiang Xi entered with both gambling and temptation.
Cen Yan raised his eyes, although his eyes were indifferent, but his voice was a little interested, and he looked directly at her and asked, "Where's the fight?" β
Jiang Xi was a little happy with the success of the bet.
Fingers gently grasped Cen Yan's wrist, she picked up his big broad hand and put it on her slightly red and swollen face, "Here." β
After Liu Qingzhi beat her up at that time, she didn't deal with it, so that it was now - a coquettish complaint.
It's a pity that Jiang Ji made a wrong move.
Cen Yan raised his hand and patted her white face, the redness on it was a little darker than before.
A pair of quenched eyes looked at Jiang Xi's aggrieved face and warned, "Don't provoke the Liu family." β
It's the Liu family, not Liu Qingzhi.
After Jiang Xi understood what he said, he leaned forward to him again, and the tail note of the wind and dust was upturned, "Then I won't provoke the Liu family, but Mr. Cen...... Isn't it good? β
Cen Yan lifted her chin, "Jiang Xi, don't play any tricks in front of me." β
Jiang Xi was a little surprised, and at the same time a little uneasy.
However, these two only existed for a few seconds, and then vanished.
Jiang Xi looked at him innocently, "I don't understand what Mr. Cen said, why don't you explain it to me?" β
Cen Yan tore her away, bent down to pick up the cigarette on the coffee table, held it between his fingers, and asked in a cold voice, "Liu Qingzhi went to you and said something?" β
When Jiang Ji heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief and replied obediently: "Miss Liu gave me money and wanted me to leave you, but I didn't agree......"
After a pause, she leaned back in front of Cen Yan and hooked his collar, "I am reluctant to leave you." β
Cen Yan sneered, grabbed her waist, pulled her whole person closer, and reminded in a low voice, "Jiang Xi, I said, I don't like people to lie to me." β
Rou Yi against his waist and abdomen, Jiang Xi's eyebrows were full of charm, "Mr. Cen doesn't believe me?" Shall I prove it to you? β
Cen Yan's interest was aroused, "How to prove it?" β
Jiang Xi picked up the wine glass and drank all the remaining wine in it and held it in his mouth.
She knelt between Cen Yan's legs, clasped the back of his head with one hand, and lifted his chin with the other.
The red lips are pasted, and the tip of the tongue picks the lock.
Little by little, little by little, the slightly cool liquor is sent in.
Cen Yan grabbed her wrist, and the other hand holding the cigarette was inserted into her hair, taking the initiative back into her own hands.
With herβ
Lips and teeth are intertwined, lingering.
It wasn't until Jiang Yan couldn't breathe anymore that Cen Yan let go of her.
Jiang Xi straightened up, her eyes were like a thin layer of cloth, giving birth to a bit of hazy beauty.
"Does Mr. Shum believe it now?" She asked slowly.
Cen Yan raised his eyes, and his gaze fell on her.
When Jiang Xi was panting silently, the rest of the red wine dripped, along the corners of her lips and jawline, on the placket of her chest, like a blooming peony, bewitching and dazzling.
It makes Jiang Ji more like a goblin.
A faint desire flashed in her eyes, Cen Yan grabbed her arm, turned over and pressed her against the sofa under her, and looked down with low eyes.
Jiang Jijiao laughed.
As soon as his hand wrapped around Cen Yan's waist, a phone alarm rang by accident.
Jiang Xi glanced at it.
It's Cen Yan's.
"Mr. Cen, your phone is ringing~"
Cen Yan got up and sat on the sofa, a little impatience quickly flashed between his eyebrows, but he was still caught by Jiang Xi.
He picked up his phone, pressed connect, and asked in a gloomy tone, 'Who?' β
A gentle female voice came from there, "Cen Yan, it's me." β