Chapter 711: It's like a point
In fact, she had noticed He Jing early on, but she didn't dare to look at He Jing, for fear that she would reveal her hostility to He Jing if she couldn't control it.
If she is photographed by someone with a heart, it will definitely cause her trouble.
She couldn't understand why there was one more He Jing in this world, but ...... It's just that there is a He Jing who took away her brother and ruined her happiness.
She originally wanted to talk about the cooperation with the actor again, but now that He Jing is over, she has no heart to talk about it at all.
Saying "unaccompanied", she went elsewhere with her wine glass.
At this time, on the open-air balcony, He Jing blew the evening breeze blowing from afar, stroked the hair that inadvertently drilled into his mouth, and asked, "Is it better?" ”
Yan Hanxi said: "It's a little better. ”
His tone was extraordinarily low, as if he was really stuffy.
He Jing couldn't help but wonder, the banquet hall was extremely spacious, enough to accommodate thousands of people, but there were only a few hundred people present, and all kinds of ventilation settings were high-end, would this also make people feel bored?
He Jing didn't think so.
Anyway, she was fine when she was inside.
Probably because he didn't like this kind of overly lively occasion, so he wanted to come out and be quiet.
The balcony was really quiet as everyone was socializing and no one came here.
Suddenly, she heard Yan Hanxi shouting, "Sister." ”
His voice was hoarse, as if he had some kind of meaning.
He Jing looked up at him, and a handsome face suddenly pressed down.
The boy hugged her waist tightly, his hand was so strong that it almost pinched her bones, he hugged her and kissed her deeply, the action was so oppressive that He Jing couldn't stand and took two steps back, her back against the railing of the balcony, cold and painful.
He Jing let out a whimpering sound like a small beast, which seemed extremely abrupt in this quiet open-air balcony, making the atmosphere suddenly become hot, everything was so ambiguous.
He Jing didn't have the slightest power to resist, she felt that her waist and legs were weak, but her cheeks were so hot that they were terrifying.
She closed her eyes and did not dare to open them, as if she would be eaten if she opened them.
Yan Hanxi was probably hungry and crazy, so he was so eager and greedy to ask for it, he tasted the taste of the soft lips, intoxicated and couldn't extricate himself, until He Jing tightened his suit, as if he couldn't breathe, he changed from the domineering and strong deep kiss to a gentle and gentle nibble.
Her eyelashes were soaked, as if the tips of the butterfly's wings were stained with fresh dew.
He Jing whispered: "Yan Hanxi, have you finished kissing?" ”
Yan Hanxi said: "No." ”
He wrapped his arms around her shoulders, and couldn't hide a deep smile in his eyes, she looked like she wanted to be bullied even worse.
And she was unusually cooperative, standing motionless and letting him kiss, and sometimes she would subconsciously bite him back when she was bitten.
Finally, she was dizzy and said, "I can't kiss anymore, someone will come." ”
Yan Hanxi coaxed in a low voice: "No, no one will come." ”
As a result, the beautiful picture is repeatedly deadlocked.
After about ten minutes, Yan Hanxi straightened up, and while arranging He Jing's dress, he stared at He Jing's bitten red lips, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a hearty smile.
He reached out and touched He Jing's cheek and asked, "Why are you so well-behaved as if you were being pointed?" ”
(End of chapter)