Mr. He’s Daily Affections

He Jingyao's hot palms still lingered on her waist.

Remembering how she had bent her waist to cater to him when she was in love just now, he felt his mouth go dry and his body tightened.

But no, this little woman probably really couldn't bear it.

He smiled helplessly and kissed her cheek tenderly.

She hummed twice and buried her head in the pillow, as if she was afraid that he would continue to mess around.

He Jingyao grabbed her tender hand, put it to his lips, took a peck, and called softly: Zhixi.

She seemed to be trying hard to open her eyelids, but unfortunately she failed.

If you don't open your eyes, I'm leaving. He bit her ear and said.

Su Zhixi didn't know whether she heard it or not, so she continued to hum, but still couldn't open her eyes.

He Jingyao laughed, pulled the quilt over, covered her, and tucked her hands into the quilt to avoid catching the cold.

So, what appeared in front of He Jingyao was a picture of a beauty sleeping in winter... Su Zhixi's thick black hair was covered with the pillow, and her snow-white round shoulders were exposed to the air. Just one more glance made his self-control... Almost collapsed.

He Jingyao took a deep breath and had no choice but to pull the quilt up again to cover the white and slippery patch of snow.

…

He got dressed and went downstairs. It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.

When Uncle Li heard the commotion, he immediately came over and said seriously: Young Master is in really good health.

For three whole hours, he could vaguely hear the young lady's cries from such a distance...

While Li Bo was busy, he sighed that it was great to be young.

Seeing his young master's satisfied and cheerful expression, he couldn't help but tease him.

He Jingyao raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: Where is Yanhui?

Second Young Master Huo went out after sending Madam back. He did not tell him where he was going. Uncle Li replied respectfully.

He Jingyao sneered: Is it possible that he went to find Ye Shutong?

Uncle Li did not dare to answer, although he thought so in his heart.

If he can really take down Ye Shutong, it will be considered his ability. He Jingyao smiled meaningfully and looked at Uncle Li, Is there any lunch left?

Of course, I'm at your service at any time. Uncle Li smiled calmly.

…

He Jingyao simply ate a little and put down his chopsticks, then returned to Su Zhixi's room with the food.

A woman who was on the verge of death had completely fallen asleep.

He Jingyao looked at her huddled up in amusement, then brought the milk with a straw to her lips, and coaxed softly: Zhixi, open your mouth.

Her lips moved without success.

He Jingyao had no choice but to pinch her mouth and force her lips to open... The plump lips were slightly pouted, which seemed to have a unique flavor.

The man's eyes became a little darker.

However, he had just been satisfied and had some self-control. He put the straw into her mouth. Su Zhixi subconsciously took it in her mouth and started drinking it soon.

He Jingyao looked at her obediently sucking the milk with deep and gentle eyes.

He knew that he wanted it too hard, but this was the only way to relieve his restlessness. The feeling of satisfaction was so beautiful that he couldn't help but lose control.

After a while, Su Zhixi spit out the straw, with some milk stains on her cheeks and lips.

He Jingyao took a deep, suppressed breath.