He drank some wine at the dinner, with a faint smell of wine on his body, and looked at Ji Rao's close-fitting silk nightdress, and his eyes paused.

"Is this for me?"

He carried a gift box in his hand, and when he heard her ask, he sighed.

Ji Rao reached out to take it, and Shang Yanjin said, "Dry your hair first." ”

Ji Rao didn't listen to him, she took the gift box directly from him, her hair was dripping down, she didn't sit on the sofa, she squatted on the ground to open the gift box.

"Lego." Ji Rao looked up at him in a cheerful tone, "How do you know that I like to spell this, it's still a princess's castle, it suits me very well, I like it." ”

Shang Yanjin said: "Last time I was at your house, I saw one at the head of the bed in your bedroom, don't fight it first, get up and blow your hair." ”

"I don't, I'm going to fight now." Ji Rao's tone was capricious.

Shang Yanjin: "It's easy to get a headache when your hair is wet. ”

"I have a headache, I have a headache, anyway, I'm fine, I can sleep in bed with a headache." She fiddled with the new toy in her hand, said casually, and then seemed to remember something, "Oh, I seem to have forgotten, I have a boyfriend now, if I get sick, my boyfriend will be distressed, right?" ”

She winked at him and said coquettishly, "In order not to make my boyfriend feel distressed, boyfriend, can you blow it for me?" ”

Shang Yanjin smiled and went to get a hair dryer and a dry towel in a good manner.

She squatted on the ground and concentrated on building the castle, Shang Yanjin took a dry towel, tied her hair together, and wiped it until it didn't drip.

There was no power socket where she was squatting, so Shang Yanjin plugged the hair dryer into the jack next to the sofa and sat on the sofa to let her come over.

Ji Rao stood up, but didn't move in place.

Shang Yanjin looked at her inquiringly.

Ji Rao pointed to his leg and said, "I want to sit on your lap." ”

Shang Yanjin connived, "You come." ”

Chapter 27

Ji Rao walked happily in front of Shang Yanjin, wrapped her arms around his neck, and as soon as she sat in his arms, she leaned over to him on the lips and kissed him, settling accounts with him, "You owe me a French kiss, you haven't given it to me yet."

"Got it, French kiss." Shang Yanjin seemed to have no way to deal with her, so he raised his hand and tapped her forehead lightly, "Why do you always think about this, little pervert." ”

"Who made my boyfriend so charming." Ji Rao said it with a straight face, and her fingers reached out to his lips and rubbed them.

Shang Yanjin grabbed her wrist, removed his hand from his lips, and said softly, "Don't worry, blow your hair first, beware of catching a cold." ”

"How can I be so vulnerable!" Ji Rao snorted coldly, pursed her lips, and the corners of her mouth drooped.

Shang Yanjin smiled and said, "I'm thinking about your body here." ”

Ji Rao raised her voice to accuse him, "You have no emotion/interest, on the plane, you may be seen by others at any time, even if you are in the hotel room, just the two of us, people are so obvious to you, you still haven't acted at all, always say blow your hair first, blow your hair first, I'm not a child, your hair will catch a cold after a short while, can't you blow your hair after kissing?" You make me feel so unattractive and shameless, hum~"

She got up, puffing and puffing so angrily that she didn't want him to blow her hair on, and just as she got up from his lap, he stopped her waist and hugged her back to her lap.

Ji Rao struggled twice, and wanted to pretend to be unhappy to make a tantrum with Qiao, but Shang Yanjin's broad hand grasped her waist, and her palm was slightly forced.

Through a thin layer of silk fabric, Ji Rao seemed to feel the hot temperature of his palm.

A crispy feeling surged up in his waist controlled by his fingers, Ji Rao unconsciously contracted her lower abdomen, and her waist trembled.

Shang Yanjin found out before that she was bold, and she dared to say anything when she flirted with people, but in fact, she had a sensitive physique/sense, and she would tremble if she touched it a little, and she shed tears when she just kissed her neck last time, and she didn't know what it would be like to cry when she got to bed, but she didn't know how many pounds and taels she had, and she always wanted to take him to bed.

Shang Yanjin ruffled her hair, buried her head in her neck and sucked heavily, Ji Rao really couldn't stand it, shrunk her neck and hid to the side, and was tightly confined in her arms by Shang Yanjin and didn't let her move.

Shang Yanjin's lips moved to her ear, the tip of her hot wet tongue licked in her ear, Ji Rao was crispy, the fingers around his neck unconsciously grabbed his collar, his body seemed to be stepping on cotton, a little uncontrollable, such a strange feeling made her subconsciously want to escape, and couldn't help but want to explore more, the two thoughts were intertwined in her mind, and finally the latter occupied the faint peak, she licked her lips, and snuggled in his arms with a trembling tremble, the bones in her body seemed to be slowly peeled off, this is a new feeling, Ji Rao held her breath and felt the hot kiss wandering in her ears.

"Rao." She suddenly heard a snort in his throat, and said in a consultative tone, "Will I give you another French kiss later?" ”

He ran his fingers through her wet hair, "I'm not sure, it'll be fine in a moment." ”

He pinched her chin and turned her face to face him.

The smell of alcohol sprayed on her face with his breathing, and I don't know if it was because she was smoked by alcohol, or because she heard another unclear meaning from his words that he was not sure that it would be good for a while, Ji Rao felt that her face was hot.

"Okay?" Again, he asked her opinion, "Let's blow dry our hair first." ”

His voice was low, gentle and gentle, and the depths of his eyes staring at her face were also doting and warm.

Ji Rao's heart jumped, her body language was one step faster than her brain, and her mind was still thinking about whether to continue to pretend to be angry and play a little temper to tease him, and her head was already obediently and cleverly lit up like a chicken pecking rice.

"Good." Shang Yanjin rubbed her head dotingly.

Ji Rao reacted that she was praised for being obedient, and her eyes flickered.

It's shame.

She knew what she was doing at the moment, and it didn't have anything to do with the word "good".

He was too gentle.

Gentle, she retreated.

But the retreat was quickly washed away by the excitement and joy that would come with the imminent success.

She wasn't a good girl in the first place.

The sudden guilt flashed from the bottom of her eyes, she lowered her eyes, pretended to be shy and whispered, "Can you not rub my head and say good to me in the future?" ”

Shang Yanjin said: "What's wrong? ”

Ji Rao's eyes raised slightly, and said, "It feels like coaxing a child." ”

The hair dryer was blowing hot air, and his slender fingers ran through her hair, and the tips of his fingertips slid against her scalp, bringing a burst of fine and dense tingling like electricity.

Ji Rao heard his soft voice and smiled, "In front of me, aren't you just a child?" ”

"Not really." Ji Raojiao glanced at him with disgust, "Shang Yanjin, don't treat me as a child, you want to treat me as a girlfriend." ”

As she spoke, she reached out to Shang Yanjin and groped around on his chest.

Through the thin shirt, the fingertips were pressed to one place, and Shang Yanjin's breathing was slightly chaotic.

Ji Rao hooked the corners of her mouth, moved her fingers up, gently stroked his rolling Adam's apple, raised her eyebrows, and smiled slyly, "Do you still think I'm a child?" ”

Shang Yanjin grabbed her restless hand, and his voice deepened, "Don't make trouble yet." ”

Ji Rao blinked, her tone was very innocent, and she sounded a little aggrieved, "Didn't you say that I was a child?" Children just love to mess around. ”

Her fingertips slid up a little, teasingly, over his mouth, nose, eyebrows, ears, and finally down his jaw, back to his Adam's apple.

Shang Yanjin couldn't help her, so she touched her dishonestly in his arms.

At first, it was just blowing in his ear, touching his Adam's apple, and seeing that he was conniving, he had the courage to put his hand on his belt buckle.

"Ji Rao." He pressed the back of her hand, his voice warning in his voice.

She bent her eyes and smiled like she had no bones, and she fell on his shoulder.

"Shang Yanjin, your ears are red."

When the words fell, the sound of the hair dryer stopped, and the room was silent for a moment.

The broad palm moved from her hair to the back of her head, holding it down.

He leaned over, and the kiss mixed with the smell of alcohol landed on her lips, his tongue hooked hers, lingering, sucking, deep, pulling out a thick gasp.

Freshly dried hair is fluffy and soft, draped over the couch like a waterfall.

A pair of powerful hands grasped her slender waist, and she shuddered.

An aggressive kiss landed on her neck, kissed it, and she shivered.

As if the body was not her own, her hand was placed on his shoulder, and the unfamiliar feeling made her want to push away in fear, but in the end she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Shang Yanjin's deep gaze patrolled her, at this moment, her fair cheeks were flushed, her slender shoulders were slightly shrunk, she was afraid to flee in a posture, her head was tightly pressed against the armrest of the sofa, she just couldn't stand it, and rubbed here from the middle of the sofa little by little.

If you are afraid of this, you will seduce him.

Shang Yanjin stretched out his hand, pinched her chin, and kissed her heavily on the mouth, his voice was gentle, which was completely different from the rude kiss he had just now, "Rao, French hot kiss, are you satisfied?" ”

It's not just a kiss.

She flirted with him so brightly, as if she was with him, and all she was running for was to pull him to the bed, and after that, she might make demands on him.

Her purpose was not pure, he knew it from the beginning.

I can't say what I feel in my heart, whether it is the self-deprecation that I know that I am being played by her, or the displeasure that I can't see a trace of affection in the eyes of this girl who is full of affection for him, or the root of a man's inferiority, he wants to press her under him, watch her cry, and listen to her unbearable begging for mercy.

Alcohol boils in the body, and reason is on the verge of getting out of control.

She was so ignorant that she couldn't detect the long kiss, and the stinging pain as his teeth bit at the flesh of her neck was his malicious intrigue.

Her breath was unsteady, and she took a long, deep breath and complained, "Why are you so fierce! ”

He can be gentle, and she has experienced his gentle kisses.

"I'm sorry." He smiled softly, and kissed her on the mouth a lot softer, "I drank some wine today." ”

Ji Rao wasn't angry, her mouth was close to his ear, and she still looked like she didn't know whether to live or die, "It's just because of the alcohol problem, isn't it because I'm too charming." ”

"Yes, you're too charming." Shang Yanjin's voice is always gentle.

Ji Rao's eyes were slightly raised, and her voice was urging, "Carry me back to the room." ”

Shang Yanjin got up and picked her up.

"It's not too early, rest early." Shang Yanjin put Ji Rao on the bed, leaned over and kissed her forehead, "Good night." ”

Ji Rao looked slightly stunned, and pulled his sleeve, "Good night?" ”

It's unbelievable.

Ji Rao looked up at him, "You...... You're not ...... me."

"I drank today." Shang Yanjin explained.

Ji Rao didn't listen, "It's okay to drink, you're not drunk." ”

Shang Yanjin patted the back of her hand restrainedly, "It's easy to lose control when you drink, I'm worried that it will hurt you." ”

Ji Rao: "I'm not afraid. ”

"In such a hurry?" Shang Yanjin's smiling voice was tinged with a hint of banter.