Chapter 543

The person holding me is of course Yingjie, and it can only be Yingjie.

This feeling was so sudden that I was hugged by Yingjie without any inner preparation.

Her hands are like two sections of white lotus root, and the delicate breathing also makes my back feel soft, numb and itchy, just like a little caterpillar swimming on my muscles.

The reason that makes me feel my hair exploding is that the woman behind me seems to be I don't seem to have any clothes on!

Women's unique beauty of moving, delicate and plump, completely through the close between the chest and back, spread all over my body

I'm going to die!

Who can be held by such a cool and beautiful body without reaction?

Not to mention the general reaction, I can now say that I have already been at a crossfire!

What can I do? Do it!

I'm about to turn around and press Yingjie under me.

She suddenly said, "he liked to stand in front of the window and smoke at that time. He was as tall and strong as you..."

I All of a sudden, the joints of the body become like robots, completely losing their toughness.

Passion, like a tidal current, flowed from my body. I couldn't help laughing bitterly. Alas, Yingjie should have seen me standing by the window smoking, and thought of her dead lover!

Yes, she is now sober from the hangover, fully aware that I am Jiang Feng, not Jian, but she still forcibly integrates her fantasy with reality, treating Jian and I as one person.

Of course, Yingjie knows that I'm just a substitute. No, I'm not even a substitute. It's just a place where she can't help holding me and kissing me

I can't help thinking, Yingjie to that health how deep feelings ah, otherwise, how can do such a thing?

She always put her face on my back, as if she had been deeply moved.

I feel Yingjie's skin is getting hotter and hotter, and her muscles are getting tighter and tighter

"Jiang Feng, Jian, Feng I miss you so much

She murmured, holding me more and more tightly, as if trying to completely integrate the two of us.

My back, already covered with dense sweat, did not use a minute, the whole body has been wet.

And she was so close to me, explaining what is really in harmony.

Keeping this posture, we were deadlocked for about two minutes. I didn't speak, just listened to Yingjie talking to herself.

Like a curse, like a whisper

I the mind is very confused!

I admit that Yingjie is absolutely attractive. She is not only attractive, but also very big. At this moment, in the dead of night, Jiang Feng, a young man like a dragon, needs the comfort of such a mature and charming young woman.

As a matter of fact, my physical reaction just now and the idea of almost turning around and knocking her down have already proved what I really think.

I'm not Liu Xiahui. I'm just a young man who has sex and food.

However, her sound of "health" completely dispelled the beautiful idea in my mind!

With Yingjie's voice, I have understood that, yes, her wine is awake, but people have not fully awakened!

In psychology, there is a psychological phenomenon called "self fabrication" or "mental closure".

Strictly speaking, this kind of situation belongs to a kind of mental illness.

Wang Jian's daughter Xiao Xiao, for example, is suffering from autism. In fact, she plunges her consciousness into a space created by her own mind, where she lives and deals with imaginary people, animals, mountains and rivers, flowers and trees, but ignores her relatives in the real world.

This kind of situation, not only autism patients, even in ordinary people, normal people, also often appear.

The most typical is the dream.

When people fall asleep at night, they often dream, and those dreams are strange, even go back to the past and go to the future But the dream is basically not the reality will realize the situation, at most and the reality of some people and things are related.

This is the so-called passive fabrication.

Sometimes, people will take the initiative to imagine a scene and put themselves in it by means of alcohol, narcotic, some kind of spiritual hint or verbal bewitching.

This situation is an active fabrication.

Now, Yingjie, I don't know whether she is feeling that I put her in the bathtub by a "decent man" and didn't take the opportunity to do some dirty things to remind her of the past, or whether she saw me smoking at the window, consciously or unconsciously taking me as her health, so she couldn't help coming up and hugging me

However, no matter what the situation is, I know that Yingjie is just lost at this moment. She just wants to get together with her Jian in some way.

This kind of thought makes me like being thrown down by a basin of ice water in dog days, which instantly extinguishes the fire of desire in my heart.She is still self-care, constantly twisting enchanting body, but I was completely awake.

Holding Yingjie's hand, I said firmly to her in a low voice, "sister Ying, I'm not Jian, I'm Jiang Feng. Don't make a mistake..."

"No, you are, you are him, you look at the look of mobile phone, smoking You're so much like him. You're just one person... "

"Listen to me

I ruthlessly took her two snow-white porcelain arms away from her body and grasped them tightly.

Without looking back, I said, "Yingjie, I'm Jiang Feng! In fact, you and I, we just meet for the second time today! Before that, you and I knew nothing about each other, let alone any feelings We should respect each other and be careful I don't think you are the kind of woman who plays one night stand. If you have to do something when you are drunk, you will regret it when you are sober! But at that time, it's too late to repent! "

"Regret?"

She began to listen quietly, although she did not break her arm from my hands, did not continue to hold me, but the fullness of her chest was still tightly attached to my strong back, listening silently.

Only when I said I was sorry, Yingjie laughed and laughed miserably.

"Jiang Feng, do you think that for me today, what else can I care about and regret? Without health, I lost the man I love most, I Ha ha, I will not care about anything, will not be interested, completely with the mood to do! Do you think I'll regret it? Ha ha, can I? What about regret? Can you die? It's better to die, so that I can get together with my living hell... "

As she spoke, she began to shout hysterically.

In the deep quiet night, it seems so lonely, helpless and painful.

Finally, I turned my head, looked her in the eyes and said, "listen, I don't want to hear any explanation from you. I just want to tell you a word, please - don't say nothing to love anymore!"