Days dominated by wife-watching demons

Ge Zijie looked at An Jing silently, admiring the appearance of her small universe bursting out, his eyes overflowing with light.

An Jing patted her face again, "Sometimes it will turn super red all of a sudden, and I can't control it even if I take a deep breath." Her voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded like she was about to cry, "Didn't everyone find out like that... …my mood"

No matter how hard I tried to hide it, I couldn't hide the embarrassment.

"Have you ever thought about why I did this?" Ge Zijie's voice became a little heavy, and his posture, leaning back on the seat, was like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity, with an inescapable danger in its elegance.

"I can't think of it now."

In fact, even what she just said, An Jing couldn't remember the next second, and what she said just now was just to announce the depression in her heart.

Now she only knew that she wanted to answer Ge Zijie's question, but her dull brain could not give an answer quickly.

Ge Zijie loves her serious thinking very much, seeing her troubled by her actions and words, her eyes only wandering around her body, makes her hallucinate, one day this girl will only be able to hold herself in her head.

The steady heart began to beat faster, leaving solid pounding sounds in Ge Zijie's chest, piercing holes in the city wall called 'self-control' that she had worked so hard to forge. Electric currents rushed through her body, and her words were shattered. After the body was thrown out, the head picked it up again to think about it, but she couldn't help but regret it.

"I want you." The slightly hoarse voice added a sense of mystery, like a spell from ancient times, and four invisible words formed a shackle to lock An Jing tightly.

Compared with Ge Han's brutal "I want to fuck you", Ge Zijie's words are much more tactful, which is the unique style of this person.

An Jing blinked, and the arcs drawn by her slender eyelashes in the air turned into slow motion and imprinted on the bottom of Ge Zijie's eyes. She felt a little itchy in her heart, and she tried her best to endure it, holding her breath and waiting for the girl's next move.

In the clear line of sight, he approached himself through the wet lips just now.

This was the first time An Jing made a move without careful consideration, and she attributed all this to the impulse given by alcohol.

Seductive...sweet impulse.

This is the 'order' from the director, isn't it, so you have to obey it, a corner of your heart throws out an excuse, An Jing accepts it like a treasure.

The thin lips that left countless senses of presence in her sight were not as warm as imagined. An Jing pressed her hot lips to it, hoping to melt the coldness in this way.

After sticking for a few seconds, they parted. Looking down at Ge Zijie's lips that had also become moist, An Jing's eyes remained full of doubts. Is this a kiss?It seems that there is no feeling of heartbeat that everyone talks about.

But the throbbing that she felt on this person before is still clearly engraved in her mind, An Jing wants to try that feeling again, she wants to solve the answer to Ge Han's question.

Do I like Ge Zijie?

Ge Zijie's deep eyes made An Jing flustered, but the bold idea in her mind at the moment encouraged her even more.

He lowered his head again and pressed his lips together.

not enough...not enough...

Like a cornered beast, An Jing stuck out her tongue and searched for the source of her desire in the closed gap. Her lack of experience made her movements look a little slow and out of bounds.

"Open your mouth..." Like a frustrated little beast, she murmured, with the trembling ending sound, it sounded aggrieved.

The sincere request finally opened the taboo door, and the ready-to-go beast jumped out suddenly. Ge Zijie fought back forcefully, completely different from Bao Liang's appearance, and his warm lips guided An Jing to the right path. The scorching heat made An Jing's legs go limp, and her knees knelt on the cushion of the chair trembled weakly, so she could only try her best to hold on to Ge Zijie's shoulders to prevent herself from falling.

Unlike An Jing who surrendered at the slightest tease, Ge Zijie's posture was easy to handle. He held the back of her head with one hand and pressed her against him, while the other hand patted her back in a soothing rhythm, like encouragement to a good boy. Slow and very present.

The trembling eyelashes were stained with shattered teardrops. At this moment, her heartbeat was too much faster than Anjing's expected rhythm, and she was almost unable to bear it. The clamoring voices in her head made her feel as if her body was about to explode.

"and many more……"

But the predators who had already tasted the sweetness would not stop attacking because of her powerless pleading. During this eating process, Ge Zijie's madness seemed a bit ruthless.

At the last second when her thoughts were disconnected, An Jing only remembered that there was a high ceiling in front of her eyes, her body seemed to be lying on the heaving sea, she had no point of support, she could only drift along, her vision was a vast expanse of whiteness, far away and boundless , she tried to reach out and grab something in the air, but found nothing, as if even the world was laughing at her reason for running away from home.

Greed is the evil root of human beings, and even An Jing, who has always been a bystander, has not been able to escape this curse.

The bed lying under her body is not her own, An Jing can tell in just a second, not only that, the smell on the pillow and the quilt is also completely different, the deep and ambiguous smell haunts her sense of smell, using the most cunning way Steal her attention a little bit.

The curtains in the room were drawn tightly, the dazzling light outside could not penetrate at all, the room was dark and depressing, but An Jing's accurate biological clock told her that it was already morning.

The sound of shallow breathing beside the ear, coupled with the faint warm body temperature from the side, is enough evidence for An Jing that everything last night was not a dream, even if it didn't make it to the end, the feeling of the body temperature of the two sides is still in the mind. Reappear, can't go away.

Before that, she didn't even have the courage to reach out and hold Ge Zijie's hand.

Worried that any of her actions might wake up the light-sleeping beast, An Jing could only stiffen her neck and turn her eyes to see the sleeping face of the man.

This should be a taboo scene for her. She shouldn't appear in this room, and she shouldn't be lying with this person without clothes and traces of ambiguity all over her body. Such a move.

The way Ge Zijie fell asleep made her look less aggressive than usual. The thick eyelashes covered the gray eyes under her eyes, but they couldn't cover the tiredness of her face. The hair blocked the sharp facial lines, disguising this person as gentle and pure.

But now An Jing clearly knew that the person beside her was not a pure angel at all, but a demon who had sharpened his teeth and could give him a fatal blow at any time.

Under the disguise is a more terrifying inner world than ruthlessness. She uses her calm posture to set sweet traps one after another, luring her prey to take the bait step by step. That patient cunning dilutes An Jing's calmness little by little. calm down.

She began to resent Ge Zijie's connivance to her, which made her dare to explore more.But no matter how much she complains, she clearly knows that what she hates more is the self who pushes forward.

After these complicated emotions, I began to worry about being powerless in my heart. An Jing originally liked to live a step-by-step life, three points and one line, seeing the same people doing the same things, maintaining the same relationship, this way of life , making her feel safe.

But since meeting this person, all order has been broken.

She was terrified, this kind of loss of control was not something she could turn over by just pretending that nothing happened, things that had never been expected, she couldn't check the results according to a fixed formula, and the flustered feeling began to peel off the calmness she had formed a mask.

What to do next, how can she find the reason why she can stay safely by this person's side after the original comfortable getting along mode is broken.

The sleeping person seemed to be able to sense An Jing's overly focused gaze, and his eyelashes fluttered, showing signs of awakening.

An Jing's throat tightened, and she didn't care to keep her movements gentle. She just wanted to run away from this person immediately, so that Ge Zijie wouldn't notice her bewildered and embarrassed appearance.

So when Ge Zijie opened his eyes, what he saw was the back of An Jing running away in a hurry. She didn't even have time to put on the clothes scattered on the ground, and hurried out with only a thin blanket. Ge Zijie looked down her protruding spine step by step, and saw that her feet were bare when she stepped on the floor, and her round toes curled up in shame every time she stepped on the floor. .

She grabbed the embarrassed man back, her voice was sleepy, "Don't step on the ground with bare feet."

An Jing froze in place, two thoughts in her brain were fighting fiercely, whether she should just pretend that she didn't hear Ge Zijie's words and run away.

"Put on the slippers." Ge Zijie threw out another sentence, lying lazily on his side, propping his forehead with one hand, his calm tone seemed to be sure that An Jing would not disobey her words.

An Jing had no choice but to hang her head, like a thief who was caught stealing, and moved back with small steps, afraid of meeting Ge Zijie's eyes, so she dared to hang her head, stand far away from the bed and reach with her toes That pair of slippers turned out to be useless for a long time, but the back of my feet almost cramped.

Noticing that the eyes staring at her began to smile, she blushed behind her ears, grabbed the slippers with her hands and ran.

He saw her scattered hair bend into a sharp turn in the air, and then flew out of his sight following the master's figure running away.

Ge Zijie's pent-up smile was finally released as An Jing slammed the door shut, her chest trembled in resonance with the laughter, and the soft quilt slid off her shoulders, and the marks of shame were distributed in disorder on her slender neck , but it only adds a gorgeous sexiness to the perfect lines.

An Jing retreated into the room, her limbs were trembling with her heartbeat, she remained motionless and squatted on the ground for a while, but the panic in her heart could not be calmed down.

It was the first time that her emotions were so out of the control of her brain. What she was most afraid of now was that she didn't know where it would go... Her relationship with Ge Zijie.

Hiding for a short time cannot bring An Jing a sense of security. She knows that she cannot escape, and she needs to explain to Ge Zijie.

Find a perfect excuse for my out-of-control behavior last night.