worn after Zha Shouzuo's death

After An Jihuai's thought appeared in his mind, he couldn't stop it instantly.

Song Ci imagined the scene of Ji Huai being crushed by himself. Ji Huai's body must be hard, he still has mermaid lines and abdominal muscles, which he doesn't have on his body, so he can touch it with his hands. Had a hand addiction.

And the way he spread his legs...

Song Ci felt that his cheeks were a little hot, like having a fever.

After taking a shower, Song Ci wrapped himself in a bathrobe and was about to go out, but as if he had thought of something, he took two steps and turned back, standing in front of the mirror.

Speaking of which, he hasn't seriously seen his body after wearing the book yet, so he doesn't know what the original owner looks like.

A figure was reflected in the mirror, but it made Song Ci a little strange.

The person in the mirror was himself, with delicate features, red lips and white teeth.

That is to say, he is not soul wearing, but actually passing through with his body and soul?

Where did the original shou go?

Song Ci frowned for a while, but didn't continue to think about it, but walked out of the bathroom.

But this is also very good, since this is his own body, then he doesn't have to respond, otherwise anyone who enters into the body of a person he hates will be disgusted for most of the day.

Even if this person is a paper man, it doesn't matter, the paper man still has dignity and soul.

Ji Huai was still sitting on the sofa, with a computer on his knees, processing documents, and a bottle of red wine on the small coffee table in front of him, and a goblet next to the red wine, half a glass of red wine remained in the glass, The color is vivid and intense.

Perhaps hearing Song Ci's movements, Ji Huai raised his eyes to look at him, and he paused for a moment.

Even in the entertainment circle full of beauties, Song Ci is still the top one. Just after washing his hair, there are still drops of water dripping down from the tip of his hair. The water drops flow over his beautiful face, along the His soft and smooth cheeks curved all the way down, and finally gathered at the chin, and then dripped down, seeping into the collar of the bathrobe.

His hair was very black, and against this, his skin looked even whiter, like a handful of snow in early winter, and because he had just taken a bath, it exuded warm moisture.

Song Ci looked at Ji Huai, remained silent for a few seconds, and smiled at him.

When he smiled, it was more like a flower slowly opening its buds, as if the whole world became brighter, and it also made his whole face more indescribably coquettish and bright.

It is like a pure white peony flower, but strangely mixed with the enchanting publicity of a red rose.

It's not obtrusive, but rather harmonious.

It makes people want to go crazy for him.

Song Ci recalled the movies he had watched before, and slowly walked up to Ji Huai, then bent down, took his computer, and put it on the table.

Ji Huai didn't move, just looked at him expressionlessly.

What's next?

Song Ci recalled for a few seconds, stretched out his hand to hook Ji Huai's chin, and then kissed him.

This should be regarded as the first serious kiss he had with the paper god since he came through the book.

Unexpectedly, Ji Huai looked tough and indifferent, but his lips were soft.

Song Ci stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips, tasting a hint of the clear aroma of wine.

He bit his lips, thinking it was quite sweet.

Song Ci quietly pressed Ji Huai's lips together for a few seconds, guessing that the time was almost up.

Yes, that's how it is in the film. When two people meet each other, they kiss first. After kissing for about half a minute, they start to take off their clothes. After taking off their clothes, they start to fall on the bed.

There is nothing wrong with the steps.

Song Ci wrapped his arms around Ji Huai's neck, and was about to proceed to the next step, but felt something was wrong.

He remembered that in the film, after the two kissed for half a minute, they began to react, such as hot body, blushing and heartbeat... Why did Ji Huai's pulse remain stable without any change?

Is it because he didn't stick it tight enough?

Song Ci pressed his lips hard again, but Ji Huai still didn't respond.

As a good attacker, the first rule is of course to take care of the reaction of feeling. Men who only care about their own pleasure are big pigs.

Song Ci's positioning of himself is of course peerless and easy to attack, so he opened his eyes, wondering what was going on with Ji Huai.

Shouldn't he be asleep?

But as soon as he opened his eyes, Song Ci was taken aback.

Ji Huai didn't close his eyes at all, he kept his eyes open to look at him, his eyes were deep, like a bottomless cold pool.

It is clear and calm, without any desire, just like Liu Xiahui who is not disturbed.

Song Ci was so frightened that his eyes stared straight, he took two steps back, bumped into the sofa, and fell so badly that he sat on it.

Ji Huai seemed to find it very interesting, leaned over, most of his body stayed above Song Ci, casting a heavy shadow, he stretched out his hand, Song Ci thought he was going to hit him, and suddenly closed his eyes, but Ji Huai But Huai didn't hit him, his fingers landed on his lips, rubbed them a few times, his eyes were unclear.

Song Ci opened his eyes again, not daring to breathe, and shrank a little timidly into the sofa.

"Didn't you serve many men?" Ji Huai said with a half-smile, "Why are you so poorly skilled?"

Kissing is like a joke, you can't even stick your tongue out, do you think it's a child's play?Innocent to this point?

After hearing what he said, Song Ci pulled away from his strong aura, and with difficulty brought back his previous thoughts - when he was in the bathroom, he was full of desire to attack.

He felt that his skills were quite good, and he learned and applied them flexibly. He followed the film he had seen before, but it was just that Ji Huai's reaction was not right. Can he be blamed for this?He has worked so hard to become like this, but Ji Huai is still unmoved, maybe it's because he doesn't want to do it?Does this have anything to do with him?

As for serving many men... Song Ci couldn't agree more with this point.

"I have only served you." Song Ci retorted, "And I have no problem with my skills."

Ji Huai rubbed his lips heavily with his fingers a few times, then moved to the side, and finally stopped behind his ears.

He raised his face and met his gaze.

Ji Huai's voice was cold: "Three things."

Song Ci didn't quite understand, so he blinked his eyes.

"Marrying you was just an accident, but you are so good-looking, I can barely take you as a pet." Ji Huai's face was expressionless, "We will divorce after a while, don't think about property, you can't think of it of."

He was already at the wedding scene when he woke up, and there was no way to stop the wedding.

But Song Ci in this life is different from the previous life, it seems that if you want to be better, then he can play with him.

The kind that only takes the kidney.

Song Ci didn't speak.

"Don't talk about resources with me, I won't interfere with you when you are filming, but don't try to take shortcuts from me."

Song Ci blinked again.

"During the period between you and me, if I find out that you are stealing people outside, I will abolish you."

Song Ci remained silent.

Ji Huai reached out and patted his face: "Understood?"

To sum up these requirements, the meaning is this-Song Ci married him, he had to clean himself up, but he could not seek property or resources, occupying the name of a regular wife, in fact, he was not even as good as a favorite concubine, he could not be dissatisfied .

Can ordinary people bear it?

Of course not!

Song Ci felt that it was necessary to fight for power for himself: "Then do you go home and sleep with me every day?"

His setting is that after leaving the male lead, he will always be unlucky, so since Ji Huai has already asked for it, for his own safety, he can also make some requests appropriately, right?

Ji Huai narrowed his eyes.

Song Ci looked at his chest, which was close at hand. Two buttons of the white shirt were unbuttoned, revealing a small piece of skin inside, which was very strong and powerful, with well-defined muscles.

But looking at it, she didn't feel overwhelmed, on the contrary, she was extremely sexy and full of temptation.

Song Ci stretched out his hand and touched it with his fingers through his clothes. Although his mind had already started a roller coaster, his actual movements were very honest. He only dared to stay at the position where his collarbone was down, and never dared to go down. .

Just like that, the roots of his ears started to turn red.

Song Ci seems to feel that he is now like a husband with strict control over his wife. His wife is powerful and beautiful, so is it too much to ask him on the wedding night?

Not too much!

Self-cleaning is the minimum that a man must do, and not eating soft food is also the most basic quality of a man.

Otherwise, how could he be worthy of Ji Huai!

Ji Huai is the paper god that Song Ci has been addicted to for three whole months!Now that she has managed to wear a book and married him, she must treat him well and support her family!

I can't escape anyway...

Then enjoy it.

Song Ci pretended to be calm, boldly wrapped his other arm around Ji Huai's waist, and then slid it back along his waistline, his movements were bold, but his voice was very soft: "Since we are married, I promise Don't go out and steal people. When I get angry, I will spend my money for you, and you can buy the house as you like. After divorce, it will be yours. Before the divorce, you go home every night, and I only ask for this, which is not too much Bar?"

Ji Huai sneered: "Are you so short of men? You can't leave for a day?"

Song Ci's hand had already slipped to the back of Ji Huai's waist, he hesitated for a while, and slowly slid it in along the belt, but his face was extremely serious: "It's fine with other men, but I can't live without you."

His hand slipped in just a few minutes before Ji Huai caught his hand.

Ji Huai looked at him with a half-smile: "What do you want to do?"

Song Ci was quite serious: "I want to give you a bud. Don't worry, my skills are really good, trust me."