Strictly speaking, Ji Rong is a very restrained and tolerant man.

He said that he didn't force Le Tong, and he did it. The two have been sharing the same bed for several days, but he just hugged her and slept peacefully every night, of course, the kisses that made Le Tong's ears warm and heartbeat were indispensable, but further, he had not done it.

If you change to another normal man, let alone share a bed, even if you live under the same roof and see each other all day long, it is difficult not to do it.

And Ji Rong, for the sake of his promise not to force her, forcibly suppressed his desires and thoughts that surged up countless times.

Originally, he was really prepared to wait until she took the initiative to hand herself over to him before he opened the meat. But at this moment, he used a half-coaxing and half-coercing attitude to induce her to drink a small half glass of wine.

Because, the way she looked at her Chiguo body on the edge of the pool, no matter how she thought about it, it didn't look like she was afraid of him and had no interest in him.

Thinking about it a little deeper, it is not difficult for Ji Rong to find that her resistance is more, maybe just psychological resistance, but her physiology can't hide her desire for him at all.

Thinking of the fiery eyes that she wanted to eat him in her stomach just now, Ji Rong couldn't help but boil with blood all over her body.

In this case, he felt that he did not need to endure it anymore. Because, he is not the only one who secretly covets the other party's body.

Since he endured so hard, and she admired and longed for her body, what else could he endure?!

Sensing her intention to escape, Ji Rong put down his wine glass and reached behind her.

"Don't you like it?" Ji Rong grabbed her hand and guided her hand from her handsome face all the way to her firm chest and abdomen with six-pack abs.

The sip of wine poured into Le Tong's mouth, she swallowed the wine completely passively, the slightly spicy and fragrant aroma of wine wantonly eroded her taste buds and will, and her slightly drunk brain was spinning wildly, but it was completely idle without load, and there was nothing in her head, only a piece of white flowers.

The fear she thought she would have, or the coveting of handsome guys under her nature, were all gone.

"I ......"

Ji Rong's palm was very hot, sticking to the back of her slightly cool hand, leading her cool fingertips all the way on his hot skin.

His skin was taut and tight, not as delicate as hers, but it wasn't rough either, in short, it was the kind of touch that had a reassuring temperature and a comfortable touch.

His movements were very slow, although there was some forcible meaning, but it made Le Tong feel that he was more like a queen at this time, led by a loyal general, stepping inch by inch through his own territory.

"Do you like it?" Ji Rong asked her in a low voice again, but he didn't seem to care about her answer, or maybe he already had the answer in his heart.

He lowered his head and caught her lips, and the dense and fine kiss fell little by little on her lips, the tip of her nose, her eyebrows, and her forehead......

The domineering aura that belonged to him with a bit of pampering instantly wrapped her tightly in it, even if she wanted to escape, it was difficult to fly.

His lips were more gentle than usual, but they kissed her lips and her skin with a strong force that could not be refused, and his big hand that guided her through every inch of his skin never stopped.

For the first time, Le Tong felt the touch of a man so clearly and intuitively, the fiery temperature extended under her fingertips, the tight texture brushed her smooth fingerprints, and every inch moved, it seemed that a slight electric current swept through her fingertips, and the faint but dense numbness eroded her senses little by little......

"Baby, give it to me, okay?" Ji Rong, who was slightly gasping, asked in a whisper in her ear.

He was ready, if Le Tong, who had come to this point, still resisted physically and mentally, he would still wait for her to truly accept it.

His inquiry did not get an immediate response, Le Tong, who was also unsteady in breath, hung his head and buried it in his chest, for a while, before he suddenly raised his hand to wrap his neck around him, and buried his head in his shoulder, with a sharp pain in his shoulder blade, Ji Rong heard her snort softly, "Good ......"

After so many months of getting along, Le Tong has seen his mind clearly.

She was mentally prepared to stay with this man for the rest of her life.

And in the past few days of sharing a bed, Ji Rong's thoughtfulness and tolerance have strengthened the idea that this man is worthy of her treatment.

Therefore, even though she was now, as his actions and words became more and more obvious, there were some unclear emotions in her heart that made her tremble, and she still forcibly suppressed all kinds of discomfort in her heart.

She knew very well that if two people wanted to go on together, they could not rely on platonic feelings to maintain them. And she can't let this man blindly tolerate and endure herself, and condone herself to refuse him and hurt him again and again.

And, if she really asked her if she had a desire for this man, the answer would be.

Since she longed for him, and she had already decided that he was the one who would join her in this life, what could she not give to him?

After a fierce struggle, although she nodded, in her heart, there was still a slight hatred for him on the night of drunkenness, so she opened her mouth and bit him the shoulder blade.

Just a little return for his rude treatment on the night he was drunk!

Her concise response sounded like heaven in Ji Rong's ears.

And he also vaguely understood that her bite of himself was a tribute to all kinds of excesses he had done in the past.

Sure enough, what he fell in love with was not a docile white rabbit at all, but an unruly Siamese cat.

Ji Rong bit his shoulder blade hard by Le Tong and didn't let go, endured the pain, gently patted her back with his big hand, kissed the tip of her hair lightly, and reverently confessed in her ear, "Baby, I'm sorry......"

The faint smell of blood permeated Le Tong's mouth, and the surging uneasiness and fear in his heart finally subsided because of Ji Rong's reassurance and because of this venting bite.

She let go, closed her eyes, followed her body's instinct to find his lips with a familiar breath, gently pressed them, kissed them, and then said to the man in a languid voice that made her heart tremble, "I'm tired......"

After speaking, the long hand around the man's neck moved down and wrapped tightly around the man's broad and firm back.

Ji Rong clearly heard a certain tight string in the depths of his heart, and it broke with a "bang"!

"Don't worry, everything is ...... for me," the man solemnly promised.

Then, with a wide and secure embrace and incomparably hot lips, she responded to her wary delivery!

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