Chapter 726

His lips were close to Shi Sheng's forehead, and he seemed to be kissing like nothing. His voice was very low, showing a very different tenderness from his expression, "do you like me?"

"You think I'm out of my mind?" Shisheng is very angry. Even if he likes Ji Yunan, there is a difference between reluctance and voluntariness.

"Kevin said that women and men are different, and they don't like people." Ji Yunan stroked her hair. Women's hair is not often permed and dyed, and the quality of hair is very good. He can't put it down. Like playing addicted, he twisted back and forth at his fingertips. "I use strong, you will hurt?"

When Sheng completely did not expect that he would say such a sentence, micro Leng after sneer: "so it's because I don't want to hurt?"

Ji Yunan's two injuries were caused by her dressing and dressing. He hugged her like no one else. He didn't need any anesthetic to tear her. In his mind, the word "pain" is only a word, without any practical significance.

The man's warm voice of "Oh" a, fall in her ear of breathing more and more heavy.

Don't say Shisheng doesn't believe it, even he can't imagine it.

It's mean, but it does make her less miserable.

Oh——

His self mocking hook of the lower lip, fleeting.

It's a real affectation.

She couldn't bear the slight pain“ Yes

If Shi Sheng doesn't run, he may have a little patience to wait for her to nod willingly, but now, he doesn't want to wait, and he doesn't want to wait.

It doesn't matter much whether she agrees or not.

Voice is not scattered, close to the man bowed his head, heavily kiss her lips.

Ji Yunan kisses her fiercely and fiercely. He wants to swallow her alive.

"I just hope you can remember that the first time you didn't feel anything but pain."

Shi Sheng breathed and grabbed his shirt hem when he leaned down to kiss again.

He didn't close his eyes as before, but fixed his eyes on her, and didn't hide the strong desire in his eyes.

He knelt on the sofa with one leg, one hand pressing her palm and entangled with her fingers, the other hand clasping her jaw, forcing her to bear his too deep kiss.

When Sheng looks at his pupil Mou, feel that regiment pitch black is like a whirlpool, she is trapped in among them, have no way to break away.

When Sheng in this state where can withstand such a provocation, immediately soft body, refuse hand also changed to tightly grasp his shirt.

However, driven by desire, she was extremely sober.

Soberly know that these thoughts are all because of the drug effect, perhaps also because of other reasons, but now she has no time to think.

Her cheek was very hot. She raised her hand and ran her fingers along the sharp and tight lines on his face. "It's really beautiful, but it's human face and animal heart. It's a waste of such a good face."

Ji Yunan

He narrowed his eyes, smirked, and his eyebrows were stained with a layer of evil. "Human face and animal heart?"

She raised her body to his ear, the hot breath fell into the collar of his shirt, "do you think you are still a handsome young man? I didn't say you were a jerk. I gave you a face. "

Ji Yunan's Adam's apple rolled up and down. His eyes were deep and deep. He hooked her waist and turned her over.

He immediately pressed down, fingers clasped her delicate chin, forcing her to turn her head and look at him, voice low and hoarse, "know how the bastard does it?"

There was no gap between them. She smelled the cold smell of the man.

Although the air conditioner was on in the study, she still felt cool and could not help curling up.

That pair of eyes, which were slightly wide open because of his stupid words, were almost round at the moment. The man's handsome face was reflected on the bottom of his eyes, but his eyes were suddenly red.

Infinite grievances poured into my heart, condensed into mist, gradually gathered into drops, drop by drop fell from her eyes, and dipped into the pillow under her body.

Ji Yunan looked at those tears and felt that his heart seemed to be held by a big hand. The pain and suffocation came at the same time.

His face was gloomy. He lowered his head and kissed her neck and back shoulder. The breath was blowing in her ears.

"Don't cry, Shisheng. Be good."

His voice was low and hoarse, almost incoherent.

Ji Yunan kisses her and wipes her tears with his hands, but he can't wipe them off.

The woman cried and shook her head to avoid his hand. She buried her face deeply in the soft pillow. The intermittent cry came, boring and irritating.

"Shisheng, look at me."

The woman wouldn't look at him, and the hand holding her chin didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting her.