Chapter 441

The man has already bullied the body to press close, in the eye has the thick aggressive feeling.

This sense of aggression is getting closer and closer. Shi Su swallows her saliva. She just wants to say something to relieve her inner tension. However, Jing Jihan doesn't plan to give her this opportunity. She has already covered it. She holds her arm on her waist and imprisons her under her body.

The light in the bedroom is clear. The bath towel on Su's body, which has just been covered in a hurry, doesn't cover him much. At this moment, people are trapped in the quilt, and they are also covered under him. Is the neck line exposed outside the quilt white? People, wet hair is scattered on the pillow. She raises her eyes, vaguely sees the neck following the cold and deep jaw line, and then goes down, A man's Adam's apple doesn't roll very clearly.

Eyes slowly upward, see his deep dark line of vision, quenching fire, pupil bottom desire.

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The first snow of this year came early in Jiangshi. At night, I don't know when it suddenly began to snow. The next morning, the snow fell on the branches.

Outside the sky is not bright, there is still a hazy color of dawn.

Even though she had just been taken a bath, she was still very sour. She wrapped up in the quilt and kept her eyes closed on the bed. In a daze, she only heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom. When the sound of water stopped, she opened her eyes slightly in the middle of a dream. Her consciousness gradually returned to the cage and saw Jing Jihan come out of the bathroom.

She has the same smell of shower gel as him. It smells good. It's a kind of cool and light fragrance. It's probably the smell of fir. When I wash it on my body, I feel cool and soothing even when I have a little swelling and pain.

However, although he has been away for such a long time, Shi Su always knows Jing Jihan's physical strength. If he finds out that she hasn't fallen asleep for so long, he can't tell when he will bully her again.

When Su quickly action "natural" turned over, put his head to the other side, pretending that he was asleep.

But Jing Jihan still came over with the smell of fir. He opened the quilt and lay on her side. At the same time, he covered her half white leg which was accidentally exposed outside the quilt because she turned over. At the same time, he put her waist around her and held her in his arms.

When Su wants to pretend to sleep, she simply doesn't move. Unexpectedly, the man first holds her, gently kisses her like a feather in her hair, on her forehead, between her eyebrows and eyes, on the tip of her nose. The action is not heavy, but it makes her itch. She can't sleep peacefully. At last, when she opens her eyes, Jing Jihan suddenly seals her lips and kisses gently.

"Still pretending to sleep?" Jing Jihan asked with a dumb smile, holding her lips.

When Su found that he was also a failure, quickly immersed in the gentleness in a few seconds, and even gradually lost.

Waiting for her, naturally, is not the instant daybreak, but the man who holds her whole body directly. She lies on him, looks down at him, and then sinks in the strong gentleness, and is attacked again.

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When the sky doesn't know when it's completely bright, Su begins to struggle in Jing Jihan's arms. If she continues, she's afraid that her life will be ruined in the real sense of "wedding night".

She turned over on him again, sat up, and looked down at the man who looked very meaningful because of the desire in her eyes. Su was sweating. On the one hand, she was so tired that she wanted to beg for mercy. On the other hand, she couldn't help kissing him because of the man who looked very lusty at the moment

In the quiet air, Su's ears turned red. Suddenly, she leaned over to kiss him. She was supported by the man and turned over to press her back into the middle of the bed——

Until the bathroom again came the sound of water, it was more than nine in the morning.

Once again, huisao was very sensible. She didn't come to call for breakfast. She didn't even send breakfast. She just waited for them to wake up and go to the front hall for dinner.

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In the front hall, just after breakfast time, Mianmian has already been fed and is looking out. I don't know how Ji Han's father and mother haven't got up to eat yet. Grandma Hui has taken away the breakfast.

Master Jing is very energetic today. He tells Uncle Li to prepare his brush and ink and teach Mianmian to write calligraphy.

"I've been thinking about this for many years. Once I have a great grandson, I'll teach him to play go and write calligraphy when he grows up. My great grandfather taught me that Chinese culture is broad and great. I need to nurture my children from childhood. When I grow up, I can be more upright and better than her father." The old man was talking over there, and he took Mianmian to teach her to know the brush.

Last night, Mrs. Jing found a comfortable room for herself to rest. She never went back to the master bedroom she had slept in more than 20 years ago. She is in a good state of mind now. Her white hair is in order, and she is wearing gold lace glasses. She looks very elegant and dignified. She will drink tea and look at Mianmian Mian.

"What age is it? Children are so young that they don't teach anything suitable for them. We are girls, not boys. Don't treat my little great granddaughter in the way that you taught Jihan and Xiaozhou. Nowadays, children advocate growing up happily and without pressure. Only you, a pedantic old stubborn, can teach them." As she said this, Mrs. Jing gave Mr. Jing a white look, but she couldn't see it.

"Who is pedantic? Who is stubborn? Other people's children want me to teach them, but I don't want to teach them. " Master Jing snorted: "my two grandsons grew up under my crutches. Which one of them is not upright?"

At that time, Mrs. Jing put down her tea cup, and her voice was chilly: "do you dare to use a crutch to Mianmian?"

The old man looked down at the little girl who was holding the brush curiously. At that time, his eyebrows were gentle. He endured the impulse to hold the child up and kiss again. He hummed without saying much. However, it was obvious that he was not willing to be too strict with xiaomianmian. If anyone else dares to touch his great granddaughter, he has to fight for his life.

"Here's your express, sir." Uncle Li came in from the outside and put down a document express.

"Express? Where did I get the express? " Master Jing touches Mianmian's small head and asks the child to play with a pen here first. He goes to take the express delivery of the document, opens it and sees a copy of Jing Jihan's and Shi Mian's paternity test certificate.

Seeing the test results, Mianmian was indeed Jing Jihan's own daughter, but he couldn't stop the joy between his eyes and eyebrows. However, he immediately said solemnly, "I can recognize my great granddaughter without this. How can I send it to Jing's family?"