After the deep kiss, they gasped heavily.
Tang Ying did not know when to sit on Ji Liting's thigh, his hands on the man's shoulders, his face slightly red.
The kissed lips are red and swollen. Tang Ying looks up at him with charming lazy eyes.
Point your finger on his cheek. "You lie. You know you like me. Your body is more honest than yours."
Ji Liting, holding back the desire aroused by Tang Ying, explained to himself, "this is the normal physiological needs of men."
Tang yingha's smile, "is that right? Will you do the same to your fiancee?"
She stroked the man's chin with one hand, followed his chest with the other hand, and slowly went down, saying, "I guess you've never been so passionate, have you?"
Tang Ying's hand is very restless, and her soft hand goes into men's trousers.
Still want to continue to go down, by the man forcefully hold, "Tang Ying, what do you want to do in the end!"
Ji Liting is going crazy. He has never seen such a bold and presumptuous woman as Tang Ying.
If other women, let alone other women, even Jing Weiwei would never dare to.
As long as he said something casually, jingweiwei would stop, unlike this.
"I just want you to tell me the truth." Tang Ying looks up, kisses his mouth on the man's chin, and continues the topic, "how do you guess I know?"
"In fact, it's not hard, because every time jingweiwei looks at you, she is dissatisfied with her desire."
If she guessed correctly, Ji Liting may not have touched Jing Weiwei so far.
This idea is not impossible.
In the past, Ji Liting's vision was very high. There were more beautiful women than Jing Weiwei. Those women, Ji Liting couldn't see them all.
Ji Liting is patient. She makes Tang Ying's hand red.
Tang Ying doesn't cry pain, and Ji Liting doesn't realize it.
Tang yingxiao in her arms is more and more charming and brilliant. Ji Liting feels that he is almost unable to contain the fire in his body.
That night, how did he touch Tang Yinglai? How could he be totally oblivious?
The deeper he thought, the more his head hurt without any sign.
Tang Ying noticed that Ji Liting's face became painful. "What's the matter with you?"
"Headache."
"And your medicine?" Tang Ying became flustered and lost her mind to continue to tease Ji Liting.
"In the pocket."
Ji Liting covers her head, and Tang Ying quickly fumbles out the medicine from him. She goes to the kitchen to pour a glass of water and feeds Ji Liting.
"How is it? Is it still painful?"
Ji Liting pressed his brow. The painkiller had no effect at all.
Before, Ji Liting had a similar headache.
Tang Ying said quickly, "Ji Liting, stop thinking about what happened before. Look at me. I'm Tang Ying. I'm in front of you now!"
Tang Ying held the man's cheek, word for word seriously said, "you look at me, don't think about the past."
Seeing Ji Liting's face was painful, Tang Ying had no choice but to think of a way to divert his attention.
Tang Ying kisses Ji Liting seriously and passionately, hoping that he won't think of the things before.