bow down under the skirt of a rival

Ling Ji stared at the picture of endless spring, without saying a word for a long time, could only bite his lip, and slowly calm down his chaotic breathing.

Jin Yang's move, even if it is a crooked attack, is really too clever.

You know, in Ling Ji's dreams, he was thinking that it would be great if Jin Yang went crazy for every minute because of her teasing.

In the previous life, the love between Ling Ji and Jin Yang was guided by Jin Yang——Ling Ji was soft-tempered and didn't know what to do, so he could only beg repeatedly under the offensive, trembling into a weeping flower, in Jin Yang's heart. Her fingertips were crushed, and she melted into Jin Yang's love with infatuation and hatred.

But gradually, Ling Ji knew the truth, and became more courageous. Seeing that Jin Yang never showed weakness, and firmly grasped the control over the bed, she also wanted Jin Yang to become as inextricable as herself, and tried every means Take the initiative to attack.

Jin Yang found that this could arouse Ling Ji's interest, and she obeyed, but once she saw Ling Ji's messy hair, lying on her body with no hair, and flattering her with her tongue in the most humble posture, she gave up her pretended panting and squeezed. Holding Ling Ji's chin, he raised his small face, gently stroked away the crystals on his lips, and said pitifully, "No need to do this."

After that, Ling Ji tried his best, only Jin Yang hummed twice without enthusiasm, and there was no chance to counterattack.

this life……

The half-naked fox on the sofa, with its hands and feet tied with ribbons, seems unable to struggle for others to taste, but it is reclining freely, twisting into a seductive posture with great interest, with a natural charm, and seduces people with a crisp voice, " Ling Ji, didn't you say that you don't want to go and cook?"

"..." Ling Ji knew that if she repented, she would be the one who was stripped naked and crushed on the sofa.

She didn't want to give in, and she didn't want to turn around and leave, because it was an admission that the contest of "who wants to eat whom more" ended in a victorious victory for Jin.

Ling Ji didn't say anything, Jin Yang was also indifferent, took the silk ribbon and played with his fingertips, bending left and right, as if wanting to make flowers.

Straightening his back and froze in place, Ling Ji wanted to wait for his breath to calm down, and called Jin Yang "childish" to get a little favour, but he saw that the silk ribbon that Jin Yang was playing with was connected to the bondage that wrapped the jade body, Stretched and loosened, as if it was about to break at any time, I couldn't help thinking about it, and I didn't calm down for a long time.

Until night fell, when the breeze blew outside, Ling Ji's half dress couldn't resist the coolness, and his nose itched.

"Ah!"

Sitting up straight quickly, Jin Yang tilted her head and heard the sound of Ling Ji sniffling, and frowned, "Why are you stubborn, don't play anymore!" After finishing speaking, Jin Yang quickly untied the ribbon, put on her nightgown, and held the Throw the blanket to Ling Ji.

Catching the blanket to wrap her body, Ling Ji sat over and was obediently wrapped into Jin Yang's arms.

Not taking advantage, Jin Yang rubbed her hands together to keep warm, and pressed her warm body against her.

Seeing Jin's pouting mouth slightly, Ling Ji thought it was cute, so he snickered and said, "You've always been so good to me."

"Ah... all the time?" Jin Yang sighed instead, "It seems that you are really trembling, there is no hope."

"Yes, yes." Ling Ji said along, "Then I will treat you well, what do you want to eat?"

Palm-to-palm, fingers clasped together, Jin Yang squeezed Ling Ji's hand tightly, and thoughtfully replied, "I'll just bask in the moon, I don't need to eat."

Ling Ji glanced at the dark sky outside, felt his empty stomach, and whispered, "But I want to eat..."

"Oh," Jin Yang was stunned, "Xuehuang seems to have bought something."

Ling Ji once again sighed for Xuehuang's carefulness, "Xuehuang is quite loyal..."

"She ate leftovers." Jin Yang sneered.

"..." Ling Ji didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and wanted to leave Jin Yang's embrace and stand up, "I'll go and see."

Jin Yang wrapped her arms around her waist, squeezed one corner with one hand, and wrapped the two of them under the blanket, rubbing their chests against their backs, "Let's go together~"

It seems that for Jin Yang's sake, Ling Ji had no choice but to take Jin Yang to the kitchen like a conjoined body.Opening the refrigerator, it was not as deserted as she thought it was "leftovers", it was full of ingredients and food, wondering, "What did Xuehuang eat?"

"A piece of corn." Jin Yang leaned against Ling Ji's shoulder, and stretched out her head to look blindly if she couldn't see it, "It's a bird after all... Occasionally return to the original self."

Ling Ji turned his head and rubbed Jin Yang's cheek, "Don't say that, she is a Phoenix."

"The phoenix is ​​also a bird." Jin Yang didn't care, "Feathers can be used as pillows, and you can eat it after roasting. No matter which world is the weak meat, what about the phoenix? Whoever has the ability can kill her, You can also skin me to make a coat, and then the nine tails will only serve as a few more layers of skin."

Ling Ji was stunned for a moment, she knew that Jin Yang just wanted to get rid of her feeling of admiration for the Phoenix, but after hearing these words, the picture of watching Jin Yang die under the siege of demons in her previous life appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help shivering.

"Cold in the refrigerator?" Sumire didn't know, so she hugged her tighter, "Don't do it, order takeaway?"

Taking a pack of instant dumplings, Ling Ji smiled, "Don't worry about it, I'll just make something for cushioning."

While cooking dumplings, Jin Yang could no longer cling to her, and sat down on the dining table not far away, resting her chin on the table to listen to the sound of Ling Ji's movements, and interacting with her, "There is a small pot in the cupboard...the lid is not here …The water is boiling? It’s been so long and it’s not cooked yet?”

Ling Ji remembered that when they were most inseparable, this fox was not so eager to separate as they are now.

"Why aren't you moving?" Jin Yang opened her dull eyes, twisted her neck, and wanted to aim at her persistently.

Life for the blind is hard, isn't it?

Ling Ji hurriedly said "Hey", and asked: "It's cooked, do you want to eat?"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Ling Ji remembered that Jin Yang didn't like stale food, so when Jin Yang was about to speak, he said in advance, "Let's fry some meat for you, the one in the refrigerator seems to be quite fresh."

Jin Yang smiled, "You know me pretty well."

The dining room's dim light cast down from above, casting a trace of tenderness on the corners of Jin's raised mouth.

In a trance, Ling Ji thought that their residence in the previous life was also like this, other places were magnificently decorated with Jin Yang's flamboyant taste, only the restaurant's lights were warm and light yellow, Jin Yang said, it was so warm, and the food seemed to be particularly good eat.

"Isn't it good?" Ling Ji put down the dumplings, leaned over and kissed the tip of Jin Yang's nose.

In her previous life, she insisted on making a table of delicious food. Jin Yang waited at the table, always yelling that she was so lonely. A light kiss landed on the tip of the nose, who knows, Jin Yang liked this unexpected touch very much, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of joy.

However, that was Ling Ji's memory after all, and now Jin Yang just curled her lips, "Why kiss your nose?"

"I like it." Ling Ji smiled to hide his disappointment.

Without doubt, Jin Yang asked with interest, "What else do you like? White skirts, long hair, eating noodles, reading English... Uh, I don't know about the others, you haven't told me."

Ling Ji couldn't laugh or cry: Of course, every time this fox thinks about how to push her, why would he think about other issues?

"I like drawing." Ling Ji said, "Recording my life."

As soon as she clapped her hands, Jin Yang suddenly became excited, "The last time I heard you talking on the phone, it seems that your mother found your painting and was very angry. What is it? Eighteen forbidden?"

You are drawn.

But Ling Ji knew that Jin Yang had a quick temper, and the most annoying thing was the word entanglement. If he knew the bad relationship between the two of them in the previous life, with the current not deep relationship, he would definitely choose to reject her thousands of miles away.

So, she changed the subject, "If my mother sees the fan you sent, she won't think there is something wrong with my painting."

"Tch, that's my pursuit of art, my longing for love," Jin Yang said shamelessly, and then realized after a while, "Wait, your mother saw your painting and then knew that you like women, could it be... ...You painted your sweetheart?"

Ling Ji subconsciously denied, "No."

"It must be." Jin Yang gritted her teeth, "Which bastard..."

Ling Ji suppressed a smile, and patted Jin Yang, "Why are you scolding her?"

"Didn't you have a miserable life in your previous life?" Jin Yang snorted coldly, "It must be her fault."

"No." Ling Ji was sad, his voice lowered, "It's my fault."

Jin Yang thought it made her cry, so she said anxiously, "Don't mention this. By the way, have you seen me before?"

This question came up unexpectedly, Ling Ji held his breath, thinking about how to answer, so that he could fool Jin Yang.

However, Jin Yang sensed something unusual, grabbed her wrist, pressed her cool fingertips against her pulse, as if pinching her life, "You know me."

The tone is sure and full of...

suspicious of her.