Chapter 1: The Hunting Game
Ji Yanli looked at the green onion white fingers on his straight trousers, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped slightly.
He lowered his head to explore the expression on Shang Zhi's face, and unexpectedly saw her clear misty eyes, which were calm and full of antiquity.
Shang Zhi squatted here for nearly half an hour, his leg numbness seemed to spread to his head, and at this time he asked desperately: "Mr. Ji, I want to make a deal with you." ”
is a very weak declarative sentence, but Ji Yanli is irritable and wants to smoke.
He pulled his legs and wanted to leave, but was left by the white and slender hand: "Please." ”
These two words were delicate and clever, but they made him suffocate his breath and want to smoke even more.
He hung his head and smiled.
"Chips." As the Adam's apple rolled, these two words spit out without his control, and as for what the deal was, they knew each other.
Shang Zhi looked up at him, the starlight in his eyes dimmed, unlike every time he saw her before.
She will show weakness, she will pretend to be hypocritical, and she will disguise herself well at all times, only at this moment, she is fragile like a grass that can be easily bent at a moment.
"Mrs. Ji, I'll trade all my money for this position."
Ji Yanli snorted: "Why? ”
Shang Zhi said stubbornly: "I am sensible and obedient, you can continue to play the world, I won't care about these, and." She paused for a moment and looked up at him with determination: "And all that I have, isn't that enough?" ”
Is it enough? Ji Yanli asked himself in his heart.
It's hard to tell.
At this age, I have seen too many women, and some people are pampered and arrogant, and they ask him if he can stay by his side.
Someone is playing tricks and trying to get something from him, and he laughs it off.
Because I feel that it doesn't matter, the wealth accumulation is enough, and everything else becomes dispensable.
This is the first time that a beautiful woman has asked him bluntly if he can be Mrs. Ji.
For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.
Outside the entire glass wall, the rain was pouring down, and the raindrops fell on the glass little by little, crackling.
Shang Zhi's slightly cool back exposed to the air was quickly warmed up by the air conditioner, making her whole body flush with a shy pale pink blush under the pink evening ceremony.
Ji Yanli leaned loosely on the sofa and pulled away the pale blue satin tie that had been bound around his neck.
He knocked open the jade-white cigarette case, pulled out one and put it at the corner of his mouth, the pulley lighter sounded softly, and he took a puff, and the smoke ring swirled, evacuating a little of the ups and downs in his heart.
Shang Zhi stood across from him, unhappy or angry, quietly waiting for him to speak.
It wasn't until he finished burning a cigarette that he said, "What are you still standing?" ”
His voice penetrates the human ear like a Buddhist language in the quiet space where his breath can be heard, and it is so clear and warm that he can't tell how he feels.
Shang Zhi smiled, it was almost difficult to ride a tiger to get to this point, what else could he do?
Men can coax and deceive, but people like him are very dangerous, and if they are not careful, they will all fail.
The fingers deftly ripped open the hidden buttons of the dress under the armpits, and the huge skirt obediently fell, spreading half of the floor.
The dress is a style with a large open back, and it can only be taken off with a light nipple patch, which is taken off with the dress at this time.
She stood in front of him like this, untouched.
He was letting her sit, not doing.
Ji Yanli didn't move, and his eyes didn't avoid, he looked at her from top to bottom for a while, and then returned to her eyes.
Suddenly laughed.
"Miss Shang, you are really on the road."
The sound of leather shoes smashing on the floor was bewildering, and it approached step by step.
Shang Zhi shrunk his shoulders and stretched out as if he had just woken up from a dream, if his body could please him, why hide.
Ji Yanli's hand lightly grasped her swan-like slender neck, forcing her to lean back slightly, and Shang Zhi trembled slightly.
Ji Yanli snorted and leaned close to her ear: "Afraid of me? ”
She shook her head and nodded, "Yes." "It's not afraid, it's just that she has been in Vanity Fair for so many years, and she has never had this moment.
She thought that her tricks were as superb as her, and she could take down any man without much effort.
Unexpectedly, he was different. Ask her to take out everything and exchange the position she wants.
His fingers ran along Shang Zhi's velvety skin: "Don't be afraid, go take a bath first." ”
It turned out to be not the bath she thought it was.
Buckingham's designers put a lot of effort into it, and the glass mirror that stretched across the wall was facing the bathtub, and you could see the waves of water they stirred up.
Shang Zhi poked his head out of the water with difficulty, struggling to grab the thin oxygen in the air. She unconsciously wanted to hide, and was caught by him.
She was like a fawn running around in the wilderness and snowfield, confused and overwhelmed, and finally unable to escape the hunter's superb hunting skills, and was tamed in the mist. Some mysterious sensations piled up in her body, and she even itched her heart.
Not controlled by Shang Zhi, she was easily turned over by him, and the water waves were vigorous.
The pain, the magical pain, doesn't seem to be so unbearable.
The man's voice was pressed in his ears, and he was interested in teasing her: "This is punishment, punish you for calculating me."
It turned out that this kind of thing was such a wonderful feeling, although he had no love, only heavy punishment, Shang Zhi thought in the middle of a low groan.
The night was thick and the raindrops listened to the game of hunting.
At the beginning of the shower, Shang Zhi closed his eyes tiredly, his mind was in chaos, and he fell asleep before he could hear him broadcast the front desk phone to change the sheets.