Forced into a flash marriage, the cold-faced CEO asks for kisses every day

Jiang Yun carefully pressed the door handle and heard a "click". The door was not locked and could be opened directly.

It was dark inside, with no lights on.

The white light from the corridor outside shone into the entrance hall, and Jiang Yun could only vaguely tell that the door was a spacious living room. Perhaps because of the heavy curtains, there wasn't a trace of moonlight here.

The indoor floor is covered with thick plush carpet, which is soft and comfortable for bare feet. There is a slight smell of unknown aromatherapy in the indoor air, which is refreshing.

There are two long leather sofas vaguely visible in the living room, with a row of pillows on each. There is a row of tea cups neatly arranged on the transparent glass coffee table. There were no clothes hanging on the hangers, and there were no shoes outside the shoe cabinet at the door.

It seems that there is no trace of anyone's presence in this room.

Jiang Yun's heart, which was still holding on to her chest, suddenly fell to the ground. She breathed a sigh of relief and closed the door.

The room suddenly fell into darkness, and I couldn't see my fingers.

There was no one anyway, so she was not in a hurry to turn on the light, but wanted to be alone in the darkness. Throwing her high heels and suit jacket on the ground casually, and placing her backpack on the shoe cabinet at the door, Jiang Yun, smelling of rich wine, stepped on the soft carpet to the sofa in the living room, quietly.

Jiang Yun stretched out a hand and touched the sofa to make sure there was no pillow before slowly sitting down.

She stared blankly at the darkness ahead, her eyes blank.

Dukang is the only way to relieve worries.

Jiang Yun just drank some wine during the meal and was a little tipsy. I wonder if there will be wine stored in this lounge? Let her drink some more, get drunk, and end this miserable day.

She was holding the sofa with both hands casually, and was about to get up when she suddenly felt that the touch under her hands was not right.

Why, the pillows here are so high-end, and they still generate heat? Self-heating pillow?

No, no, not a pillow! It is smooth, elastic, undulating, and has tufts of hair...

Yes, it's a person's face!

Jiang Yun's originally chaotic mind suddenly became clear. She was shocked, quickly took her hand back, stood up and went to the wall to fumble for the light switch in the living room.

After touching for a long time, I couldn't find any switch, but I heard the man on the sofa groan a few times as if he was feeling unwell.

Why is there anyone in the lounge? Did she go to the wrong room? !

Finally, Jiang Yun fumbled for a switch on the wall near the entrance, and pressed it decisively regardless.

The wall lamp in the entrance hall was on, and the warm but weak dark yellow light filled the corridor, but it could not illuminate the huge living room.

A short-haired man could be seen vaguely sitting up on the sofa. There was an abnormal redness on his face, and he was wrapped in a blanket. At this moment, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Yun, who was standing in the entrance hall in panic.

Who is this man?

Jiang Yun froze in place. Her skirt was still wet, and her curves were clearly visible to the man's narrowed eyes, and there was also a faint scent of wine.

The man pinched the bridge of his nose and stood up from the sofa. The blanket that was originally wrapped around her body fell to the ground, revealing her naked upper body, and her muscles could be vaguely discerned. There was a belt around his waist and a pair of dark suit pants on his lower body.

"Oh, I'm still chasing you." The voice was low, and the man sighed helplessly.

What's chasing you? Are you talking about her? Jiang Yun's mind was a bit stuck.

"Since you won't let me go, just break the precept." The man laughed at himself, lowered his head and rubbed his messy hair, then raised his eyes and looked sternly at Jiang Yun, who was frozen in the aisle.

Run, run!

Alarm bells rang in Jiang Yun's mind. Don’t leave your backpack and shoes if you don’t want them, life is more important! She panicked and turned around to escape.

In just a second, a strong and strong arm hugged Jiang Yun's slender waist, forcing her to retract her hand that was about to push the door open.

Jiang Yun felt surrounded by a strong masculine aura.

The hot skin of the man's upper body was pressed against hers, and his face was buried in the hollow of her shoulder. His slightly bearded chin rubbed Jiang Yun's tender skin back and forth, causing her to get goosebumps.

Her whole body exuded strong male hormones that were exclusive to mature men. Just a hug from the man made Jiang Yun's whole body heat up.

The head and neck were intersecting, and the softness of the chest was forced close to the other person's hard chest muscles. The slender waist was tightly held by two strong arms. In twenty-six years of living, she had never been so close to a man.

Seeing that the man just held her, stopped talking, and made no other big moves, Jiang Yun tried to break free. There is a huge gap between the strength of a mature man and that of a woman. Seeing that she couldn't break free, she felt a little desperate.

"This gentleman——"

Jiang Yun calmed down and prepared to explain. Before she could say a few words, the man quickly raised his head and sealed her mouth with his hot lips.

There was also a smell of alcohol in the man's mouth, but it was not offensive. Mixed with his own male body odor, it actually made her less resistant. The tongue explored in a circle, and finally drove straight in wildly.

Jiang Yun was so dizzy from being kissed that she tried to use her last bit of reason to drive away his overbearing tongue, "Don't—"

The man ignored her and took her hand and put it on his chest, as if to hint that she should not be distracted. He continued to plunder, and the heat from his body made Jiang Yun drowsy.

It seemed like she could already foresee what was about to happen.

An adult man with an abnormally high body temperature, and an adult woman who smells of alcohol...

Jiang Yun was filled with resentment after being mistaken for her mistress, having her drink thrown at her in public, and being robbed of her project at short notice by a phone call from her superior at night.

Life was really mean to her, and since she couldn't resist, she might as well go downstream.

They are all adults. This man is tall and has a good figure. He should not have any unclean problems if he can come here to rest. There has to be a first time. The quality of this man is pretty good. Instead of settling for all kinds of crooked things in the future, it’s better to break the pot this time and indulge yourself for once!

Jiang Yun was determined and no longer resisted.

Two slender hands took the initiative to wrap around the neck of the man in front of her. She kissed back passionately and devoted herself seriously to this menacing storm of passion.

I don't know how many times it passed before the rain passed and the sky cleared. Jiang Yun felt like her whole body was falling apart and she couldn't even turn over. This man was quite a gentleman and carried her to the bathroom to wash her off. She only had time to use her last strength to glance at his face before closing her eyes and falling into a deep sleep.

A dreamless night.

The moment Jiang Yun regained consciousness, she felt as if her whole body had been run over by a tank.

She was awakened by a slight sound of metal collision. She curled up in confusion and hugged the pillow in her hand tightly. No, why is this pillow so warm? Slender and very hard?

Not a pillow, but an arm! A strong and powerful arm belonging to a man! That man!

Jiang Yun was shocked and subconsciously let go of the arm. Even though she was exhausted, she still managed to sit up.

There was a bedside lamp burning next to the bed, and the faint light illuminated a corner of the bedroom. The man next to me is indeed the man from yesterday. He was already awake, but he didn't get up. He was bare-chested and not covered with a quilt. He opened and closed a lighter with his left hand, and his right hand lay across the pillow.

Seeing that Jiang Yun was awake, he lazily retracted his right hand and moved his stiffened muscles in the air.

Jiang Yun stared at him blankly, her mouth dry and speechless. Now I finally saw clearly and remembered what this man looked like.

He has messy black hair, a sharp jawline like a knife, eyebrows that can be said to be sword-shaped eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and slightly thin lips. The facial features look delicate when viewed separately, but together they reveal a cold indifference.

Jiang Yun subconsciously wrapped the quilt tightly around her body.

"Ha," the man looked at her stupid look, curled up his lips and sneered, "Who asked you to come here?"