Chapter 330

Ji Zhengting looked at her from top to bottom, eyes turned dark. Back and forth in my mind is the last time she took the initiative to kiss in the office, charming and green, amorous and shy.

Then, breathing slightly heavy, can't help but press down to kiss her lips.

The breath of Song Dynasty is stagnant.

In fact, she saw that he wanted to kiss himself. So, when his kiss was covered, she was ready for it, or she longed for it.

This can not need any words to be able to convey love, is generally the best way to express between lovers.

Ji Zhengting's kiss is more possessive than ever. Especially smell the faint fragrance in the girl's breath, as well as the sweetness between lips and teeth, it's even more irresistible.

Since he came back from his business trip, he wanted to kiss her like this.

The lingering and fanatical kisses soon made song Qingcheng proud and confused. Let him linger on his lips, domineering and strong wrapped around her tongue, tightly wrapped, the deeper the kiss.

In the quiet air, there were only the gasps of men and women.

I don't know how long the kiss lasted or who let go first. When the lips separated, each other only left the hot breath blowing on each other's faces.

And The breathtaking breath.

Song Qingcheng's moist eyes are filled with a layer of emotion - tide, blurred appearance, amorous feelings and shyness. Such beautiful and delicious things make Ji Zhengting's passion fire more and more prosperous.

Song Qingcheng only looked at him, then he was shocked by the burning of his eyes and pulled back his sight, "I'll take a bath first."

She hastily from his arms back out, regardless of the rush into the bathroom, the door closed, against the door, big breath.

This time, it's not only hot on the face, but also hot all over the body. It seems that the blood in the body is boiling. I can't tell what it feels like, but I just feel hot and dry.

She felt that she needed to take a shower immediately.

……

Outside.

Ji Zhengting looked at the reflection on the door. He didn't look back until she went in to wash.

Compared with song Qingcheng's shyness, his body was more embarrassed.

The whole body is taut tightly, and there is a swelling feeling that it may burst at any time. This meeting, I'm afraid only a cold bath can help him solve his dilemma.

Song Qingcheng knew that Ji Zhengting must have taken a bath next door, and he took a bath very quickly, so she deliberately dawdled and washed very slowly.

But The body is not beautiful, wash half, relatives suddenly visit.

Finally, I can come back and have a good sleep, but it's going to be ruined again.

She washed her bath milk, dried her body, put on her pajamas, and took a tampon from the cupboard to use.

This time, she blew her hair dry in the bathroom before going out, and he was already asleep.

Er

It seems that we can only think about this possibility.

Dawdle, nearly an hour passed. When she opened the door, she adjusted her mood repeatedly, then opened the door and came out.

Sure enough, he could only think about it when he fell asleep.

People have been like a nobody, leaning on the bed to read the papers. He always has a lot of work to do!

Song Qingcheng turns off the light in the bathroom and walks slowly towards the bed. Looking at him like this, he doesn't plan to sleep on the sofa. Moreover, he has reserved half a bed for himself. If she chooses to sleep on the sofa, she will be carried back by him.

And she thinks it's very pretentious. It's not like I haven't slept in the same bed.

"Come here!"

When she was thinking about it in her heart, the man's thick voice poured into her ears.

"What for?" Song Qingcheng looked up at him with a trace of vigilance.

Ji Zhengting doesn't say anything. He just decides her. The eyes, direct and naked, worked better than any deterrent command.

"That You can't mess around. " She was far away, as if he would jump on him. It was a warning, but it became a way to discuss with him.

Song Qingcheng, you are so bad!

Ji Zhengting's face sank.

In her eyes, he is the kind of person who makes trouble?

If he was really a mess, he would not have known how many times to wipe her dry.

Song Qingcheng saw that he was speechless and walked slowly. She went to bed next to her side and lay in bed.

Well, he's a gentleman. He doesn't seem to

Before the word "luanlai" appeared from the bottom of her heart, she was caught by a powerful force, and then surrounded in a warm arms.

Although she is not cold at all, the warm feeling is very comfortable. And the smell of his body, all of a sudden into her breath."You You release me first Like is like, but can't ignite. Song Qingcheng tries to break away from him.

"What is chaos?" He asked. I didn't mean to let her go.

“……” Song Qingcheng opened her lips and didn't find the right words to euphemistically say, "that's I've got that one

The last sentence is very low, I almost can't hear it.

Ji Zhengting's eyes narrowed.

So, when she said "mess", she meant men and women?

It turns out that the child is not stupid enough to make him vomit blood.

Finally, he lifted the quilt and left the room, throwing the word "sleep" to her.

Song Qingcheng looked at the closed door, a little angry.

Turn off the light and lie down to sleep.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, she seemed to hear the sound of opening the door, and then a tall figure came in.

He's back.

Isn't he gone? Why did it come back?

"Get up and drink the ginger tea." Ji Zhengting took a bowl of brown sugar ginger tea and patted her on the shoulder.

Song Qingcheng opened her eyes in a daze and made sure that she was not dreaming. Looking at the ginger tea he handed over, I felt warm.

It turned out that he didn't leave because he came, but instead went to cook ginger tea for himself.

I was very sad just now.

"Silly?" Ji Zhengting saw that he did not move, so he spoke again.

Song Qingcheng came back to him and put his nose together. Then he took the small bowl and drank the ginger tea in one breath.

There is a spicy feeling in the mouth aftertaste, she frowned. Suddenly, a box of her favorite butter plum appeared in her eyes

She happily took it, took one and put it in her mouth.

"Only two." Ji Zhengting speaks. The plum is too sour. It's easy to turn stomach if you eat too much at night.

Song Qingcheng didn't give up, but he finally ate another one, put the lid on and put it back on the bedside table.

"Spit out the nuclear before you go to sleep." He was worried that she would accidentally swallow the nuclear.

Song Qingcheng nodded and was very impressed by his reminder.