Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

Jiang Zijin really didn't have much appetite in the morning, Xie Jing ordered the kitchen to make a bowl of porridge for her, and told her to tell the kitchen to cook again when she was hungry.

The servants stay on the first floor, and they usually don't go upstairs if there is no need.

Jiang Zijin scooped up the porridge with a spoon, muttering inwardly.

Today's Xie Jing is a little different.

What's different, Jiang Zijin can't tell.

Early in the morning, Xie Jing groomed himself neatly, his hair was smeared with hairspray, exposing his smooth forehead, and the clothes on his body were carefully selected, which made his features even more handsome.

Jiang Zijin was a little distracted, she had a lot of things to say to Xie Jing, but she couldn't find a good time to ask.

"Jin Jin."

Xie Jing leaned on the dining table and called her name in a low voice.

He put the coffee in his hand on the table.

——From Xie Jing's complete showdown, he no longer called Jiang Zijin 'sister', but called the closer 'Jinjin'.

Jiang Zijin also refuted it at the beginning, and raised it several times to no avail, so she let Xie Jing go.

Xie Jing rubbed the smooth cane with his right hand a few times, put it aside, his eyes fell on her moist red soft lips after drinking the hot porridge, he paused for breath, and said:

"You're always distracted today, is the porridge not to your liking?"

Jiang Zijin shook his head and said, "No, I just woke up and couldn't eat much."

Xie Ding nodded, "I see..."

He stood up, approached her unobtrusively, and said, "If you can't finish drinking, just put it on the table, and I'll clean it up later."

As the distance between the two drew closer, Jiang Zijin's eyes fell on Xie Jing's Adam's apple in a daze, and this idea appeared in his head.

Xie Jing actually wore perfume today.

The smell of the perfume is not too big, the advanced and lingering woody fragrance makes everyone feel refreshed after smelling it.

Jiang Zijin was a little distracted.

Why is he dressed so grandly today?

Apart from the two of them, there was no one else on the second floor of the empty villa.

Xie Jing put her unfinished porridge bowl aside, he leaned half on the dining table, staring at her with half-closed eyes.

"I have to go to the company in the afternoon, will you go with me or stay at home?"

Jiang Zijin's eyes lit up.

Xie Jing is not at home?

Then it will be much easier for her to find clues.

Jiang Zijin: "I'll stay at home."

Xie Jing: "Go with me, it's boring to stay at home."

Jiang Zijin refused repeatedly, "No, I'm not bored."

Xie Jing stopped talking, and when his eyes were dark and distinct, he looked a bit desolate when he was not smiling.

"Ah."

He didn't know what he was thinking, and looked down at her, "There is a phone on the second floor, and my private number is stored in it. If you want to contact me, just call me."

Jiang Zijin leaned back on the back of the chair, she felt a little uncomfortable, Xie Jing didn't know whether it was intentional or not, leaned on the back of her chair with his left hand slanted, and leaned forward - a little too close.

The scent of the perfume became stronger.

Xie Jing's dark pupils were like a cold poisonous snake, spitting out a red letter towards its prey, but did not approach recklessly, leaving a thin line of distance, so that she could not point out any mistakes.

"look up."

As soon as the lazy voice fell, Jiang Zijin's chin was suddenly lifted up.

The slender and strong fingertips sank into the soft flesh, and the skin under his hands was unbelievably soft.

Jiang Zijin: "?"

Her eyes widened in astonishment, and her lips were slightly opened and closed, revealing the soft red tip of her tongue.

Xie Jing lowered his head, and stuck out his tongue to lick off the porridge left on her lips, the wet touch was like crackling firecrackers, rushing into Jiang Zijin's limbs and bones.

"Hmm...thank you, thank you Jing!"

Jiang Zijin never expected that Xie Jing would be so courageous!

It was still daytime, and in the restaurant, Xie Jing seemed to have anticipated her reaction, and restrained both of her hands with one hand, raising them above his head.

His movements were a little too reckless, and the hand holding Jiang Zijin's chin was increasing uncontrollably, as if he was afraid that someone would run away.

The sound of the kiss/kiss makes the surrounding atmosphere like a pot of boiling hot water, bubbling and bubbling, and the warm breath is blown on the face, composing a grand and extremely ambiguous/ambiguous symphony .

Jiang Zijin turned her head and began to struggle, "Xie Jing, let me go—"

Xie Jing is like a dog that smells of meat. Wherever she hides, he leans forward, gently moves his hands, turns the person's head around, holds her lower lip with his thin cold lips and grinds it .

It's a very erotic/erotic way of kissing/kissing.

Jiang Zijin's voice was muffled between the intertwined lips/teeth, and she couldn't hear it clearly.

Xie Jing's breathing gradually became a little short of breath, he could hardly control the strength in his hand, until he heard Jiang Zijin's short cry of pain, he desperately suppressed his bursting emotions and relaxed his strength.

"Jin Jin."

He kissed Jiang Zijin's eyelashes and tasted the bitterness of tears.

The strength of pulling the wrist also loosened.

Jiang Zijin's lips were wet and red, twice as swollen as before. When Xie Jing's kiss was about to fall, she turned her head to avoid it.

There was a cold and soft touch on the face.

The kiss fell through and landed on the cheek.

Jiang Zijin couldn't breathe, her jaw hurt from being pinched, and she called Xie Jing's name tremblingly.

To Xie Jing, her strength is nothing more than a mayfly shaking a big tree.

Xie Jing's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the sound of swallowing 'gudong' made the atmosphere even more sticky.

After piercing that layer of window paper, he became more 'naughty' than before.

Xie Jing is like an insatiable beast, grabbing the prey's neck tightly, sucking the sweet juice/water flowing from the prey.

It wasn't until Xie Jing kissed enough that he panted and let go of Jiang Zijin.

Jiang Zijin's neck was red all over, and his whole body was hot as if he had a fever.

Xie Jing: "Okay, you—"

"Snapped--"

Halfway through his speech, he was interrupted by a sudden slap.

Accompanied by the burning pain on the right side of his face, Xie Jing was beaten to the side of his head, his eyes were angry for a moment, and then he died down when he saw Jiang Zijin's slightly moist eye sockets.

He licked the corner of his cracked lips, his voice was a little hoarse.

"It's dirty, I'll lick it clean for you."

He was referring to the porridge residue at the corner of Jiang Zijin's mouth.

If the behavior at the beginning can still be called "licking clean", then it is purely to take advantage of it later.

How could Jiang Zijin not understand, she took a breath, her black curly eyelashes were dripping with tears - she had just been kissed, she almost forgot how to breathe, she was on the verge of suffocation and the intense sensory stimulation lacrimal gland.

"release."

Xie Jing was silent for a moment, let go of the hand that was pinching her, and then quickly said: "I'm sorry."

He showed his weakness in the face of Jiang Zijin with perfect proficiency.

Jiang Zijin's hand that hit him was in pain, numb and swollen from the pain, as if someone had been soaked in pepper water.

Her eyes drooped, showing a pitiful and weak look, but her eyes were full of anger. She ignored Xie Jing and pushed him away.

Xie Jing staggered a few steps and stood firm, noticing her hand, "Does it hurt?"

Obviously he was the one who was beaten, and at this moment he was still in the mood to care about whether the beating hand hurt or not.

Jiang Zijin's hand hanging under his body was touched abruptly, Xie Jing's face was full of innocence, he was a completely different person from the previous appearance.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't make you angry."

Jiang Zijin felt his breath hit the cotton, and he couldn't get up or down in a panic.

"you......"

Xie Jing's eyebrows and eyes were tender and gentle, "It's the first time chasing someone, and I don't have enough experience."

"It will gradually improve in the future."

Jiang Zijin: "???"

Her ears were red with anger.

Xie Jing said slowly: "After all, our time together is so short, if I don't take the initiative, you won't even look at me more."

"A lot of pressure."

Xie Jing, who said that he was "under a lot of pressure" with such an ancient and unwavering face, seemed to have a split personality.

Jiang Zijin: "..."

She didn't know whether it was an angry smile or something, she looked up at him, "I don't know what you are thinking, Xie Jing. I can only come here for a few short months, but you have to live in this world After a hundred years, even if I promise you, have you ever thought about the consequences you will bear and what kind of life you will live?"

"Others have a happy marriage and have a partner until they grow old, but you live in endless waiting, waiting for a year to meet someone who can only—"

Xie Jing interrupted her: "I know."

Xie Jing looked at her with a calm voice, "I have imagined countless times in the past few years, no matter which one, you are in my plan. I am an adult, I will be responsible for my actions, and I will also bear the corresponding responsibility. The consequences. I think better than anyone else. Instead of being a walking dead, living in this world and spending the rest of my life in a daze. It’s better to be with the person you like, and spend every day as a gift. The rest of my life. I believe that no one will choose the former."

"...When I kissed you, the first thought in your mind was not to hate me and push me away, but to reject me because of my long torment of 'waiting'." Xie Jing said softly: "I Can it be understood in a disguised form——I still have a chance."

"I have the opportunity to stay with you for a long time, as close as an ordinary lover."

Xie Jing's brows and eyes are covered with fine starlight, and the lines of Leng Jun's face are clean and neat. When he lowers his eyes, he can see the thick and long eyelashes, his appearance is so perfect that it is impeccable.

He is always dazzling, people can't take their eyes off.

"I am very happy."

Jiang Zijin opened her mouth, Xie Jing's eloquent tongue almost left her no room to refute.

Her mind was in a mess, even more messed up than when she was pressed on the back of the chair just now.

"I'll calm down."

Xie Jing finally moved, with that ridiculous slap mark still on his face, he took two steps to the side, avoiding a path for Jiang Zijin.

Jiang Zijin stood up from the chair, she still looked angry, the chair leg rubbed against the ground, making a teeth-piercing sharp sound.

She ran towards the outside without looking back, but her back looked a little bit like running away.

When approaching the door, as if suddenly remembering something, he turned his head and said viciously to Xie Jing who was standing there, "Don't follow."

Xie Jing was really obedient and remained motionless until her figure disappeared around the corner and she could no longer be seen before moving away.

He lowered his eyes and saw that Jiang Zijin put half of the unfinished porridge on the table, and the porridge was already completely cold at this time, looking at it made people lose their appetite.

Xie Jing picked up the porridge bowl on the dining table, facing the wall of the bowl that Jiang Zijin had just touched, with his thin lips facing each other, he drank the completely cold porridge in one gulp.

The cold porridge slipped into the stomach, it was too bland to be delicious.But this taste was several times more delicious than any mountain delicacies he had ever tasted.

The empty bowl was placed in its original position, Xie Jing pointed his finger on the table, made a 'click' sound, and his thoughts diverged.

Still a little too anxious.

He has to take his time.