Zhou Shaojing was not in the mood to talk nonsense with her, so he just hung up the phone. At the extreme of manic depression, the desire fire in the body also jumped up.

Just listening to song Qingcheng's charming voice is enough to make people unable to restrain. When I think of the picture of her being loved by Ji Zhengting

In his heart, Zhou Shaojing felt extremely unwilling, breathing heavily, lighting a cigarette and smoking heavily.

A cigarette for two minutes. But did not be able to heart and body of that heat to pressure down. Ji Ling, the dead woman, is always dawdling. I don't know if she has a past?

Later It is estimated that the raw rice will be ready for cooking.

……

On the other side.

Lingering in full swing of the two people, has never been on the right track. It's not that Ji Zhengting didn't want to, or that he could bear it, but that he tried twice and didn't have the heart to start.

Because he knows that it's the first time for a child, it's impossible not to be nervous. He can only bear to touch her with 200 points to let her relax completely.

As long as she is willing to give herself to him, he is willing to give her more and better time.

Seeing that the little man under him almost melted into a pool of spring water, he was satisfied and tried to ask for it again

"Bang Bang --"

just then, the door was suddenly clapped. The news makes people feel that something big has happened. Then, Ji Ling's voice sounded at the door, "brother, brother, did you sleep?"

Ji Ting frowned and went on suffering. Song Qingcheng is also a little sober at this time, a pair of blurred eyes looking at him.

The pain on his face, as well as the desire to jump in the fundus of his eyes - fire are in the eyes, let her feel frightened.

Ji Zhengting was stiff and didn't go further, but he didn't come back. He is very angry, if Ji Ling's matter is not enough to let him care, he will mercilessly throw her out from here.

"Brother, my cat is gone, said the servant. It seems that I saw it enter your room. Do you see it?"

Ji Ling's voice came again. Ji Zhengting's eyebrows jumped, and he suddenly became nervous. His most instinctive consciousness is to check the condition of the children under him.

The last time she was allergic to a cat, it was clearly in her mind.

"How's it going? Is there any discomfort? " Ji Zhengting asked her nervously.

Song Qingcheng has been completely awake. To tell the truth, she shivered when she heard Ji Ling's words just now. However, she did not feel uncomfortable.

Except He just made me a little uncomfortable.

Of course, she couldn't have said it; her cheeks were just redder.

Ji Zhengting guessed what she was thinking in her heart, and drew her lips slightly. However, he was still not sure and turned on the light. Song Qingcheng see room bright up, more embarrassed to find a quilt to block his face.

However, she didn't know where the quilt was. She could only grab a pillow and cover her face.

What a shame!

Now, they don't wear anything, OK!

"I've seen everything I should see. It's nothing to be embarrassed about." Ji Zhengting laughed at her. Eyes have been swept on her body, not completely greedy of her beautiful body, more is to check whether she has allergic symptoms.

Fortunately, no!

But, for one thing, he has to stop. That is, you can't look at her like this, otherwise, he may eat her first.

He rolled out of bed, pulled the quilt over her, picked up her robe from the ground and put it on. The child on the bed still hides his face. He will peek at him, but he doesn't want to be found.

He just laughed.

Although he didn't taste her, he was very unhappy, and his body was even more unhappy, but he found that he was not in such a bad mood.

He searched the room to make sure that Ji Ling's cat was not hidden in the room. But now is not in the room, does not mean that did not come in, season Zhengting heart is still very worried.

He checked all the windows and closed them tightly. Heard the noise downstairs has been constantly, I believe Ji Ling must not go, should be really looking for the cat.

"Here first. If you feel uncomfortable, please let me know. I'll go down and have a look." Ji Zhengting turns back to the bed and talks to the villain under the quilt.

Song Qingcheng showed a small head and nodded obediently.

Ji Zhengting scratched her small head, couldn't help pressing down and kissing her on the forehead, and then walked out of the room. He didn't forget to close the door for fear that the cat would burst into the room.

After he left the room, song Qingcheng took a long breath and got out of the quilt.

Too hot, that kind of dry mouth feeling, let her feel strange, never used. She stared at the door, wondering if he would come back suddenly. Sit up, end the water cup of the head of the bed, gululu drank two mouthfuls, must press fire.

It's just

Drinking water, I can't help thinking that the source of the two people out of control just now seems to be because of drinking waterShe just drank water. Is he so out of control?

Besides, what he did to himself just now I really let him be presumptuous And I couldn't help responding to him

What a pity!

She felt that her cheek was burning again and she didn't dare to think about it. I went to find my pajamas and Xiaonei, and found that they were lying on the ground alone; Xiaonei was thrown one by one.

Carefully out of bed, first picked up the small inside, put on, and then picked up the pajamas, and found that just a good pajamas, has been torn

My God!

Should Mr. Ji be so rude?!

This Pajama was just bought by her, and it's a conservative style of trousers and top. Now, it's useless.

He must pay for himself when he comes back.

Pick up the pajamas, put them in a bag and throw them away tomorrow. Otherwise, if the servants see them, they don't know what to think of them.

After going to the bathroom, she went directly to the cloakroom to change her pajamas.

……

After Ji Zhengting came back, he didn't see villain on the bed, and his heart suddenly tightened.

"Qing Cheng What's going on Ji Zhengting came in and looked around the room. I didn't see her, and the light in the bathroom didn't turn on. The only possibility is the cloakroom.

"Here I am." Song Qingcheng's voice came from the cloakroom. He walked over, and she just came out, and they bumped into each other.

Song Qingcheng bumps into his chest, the temperature on his body disperses, but still can feel his strong and powerful heartbeat, she takes a step back.

"Is it uncomfortable?" He was always worried about her.

Song Qingcheng shook his head, afraid that he was too worried, "no, I It's just a change of clothes. "

I'm not comfortable with the last sentence.