When Teng Jiuyan entered the room, what he saw was that Jin Xi was in the shape of "big" and deep in the bed.
He went over and saw her face wet, her eyelids crystal clear, her tears hanging on her eyelashes, not to mention how cute and lovely.
That pink lip petal in the quilt extrusion, changed shape, can squeeze into a pile, but full of a deadly charm.
He couldn't help sticking out his fingers and touching her lips, soft and waxy, just like cotton.
How can a woman's lips be so soft?
Without control, one of his fingers broke into her mouth and touched her tongue, which was softer than the lip. In an instant, the blood of his body flowed back and rushed to the forehead, causing his body to have a chemical reaction.
Too soft, too soft.
Teng Jiuyan had never touched any women before, let alone doing that kind of intimate thing. He even observed and touched women's bodies so closely.
Being unfamiliar means taking risks.
Risk, that is to say, is accompanied by danger.
He didn't like the feeling.
Distracted, he pulled out his finger and stood in front of the glass wall, smoking one by one.
If we say that this woman is their meticulous work and works for them wholeheartedly, he won't let her go until he finds out her behind the scenes.
He has a habit of cleanliness. Anything he used, even if it was destroyed, would not be touched.
There was a smear of blood on the sheets of the hotel last night.
Ono told him that it was the first thing a woman would flow.
That is to say, this is the first time for this woman.
Since he is her intruder, this territory will be his exclusive.
At that time, he will imprison her in the side, belongs to him alone all his life.
Anyway, he won't let her go.
Ono also teased him, said: "Jiuye, you can't talk to Xiaozuo about love, oh, that's a dangerous thing."
Teng Jiuyan kicked him hard and scolded "gunduzi".
From the beginning to the end, he understood that meticulous work is meticulous work. Even if it is his own, he can't play with emotion.
His Teng Jiuyan's cells are all steel.
He was born short of that kind of waste cell when talking about love.
Falling into a deep sleep, Jin Xixi has been having nightmares. He dreams that the big devil is torturing her all kinds of ways and playing the game of restriction level. He uses his middle finger to hold her head and laughs happily.
"Jin Xixi, you are my prey. You can't escape all your life."
Ah, ah, ah -
she's going to wake up, wake up, it's a nightmare. Yes, it's a nightmare. When you wake up, everything will end.
Constantly psychological hint, constantly want to come out of the nightmare, but how toss, is not awake.
Teng Jiuyan, the devil, attacked her fragile nerves again and again, making her want to disappear in situ.
When she was fully awake, the sun was setting outside the glass window, and the magnificent sunset came into the room. There was dim color light everywhere.
The room was quiet, and she didn't hear any noise.
In addition to the roar of the black bear outside, the roar of the strong wind.
Her heart is pulled together, feel slowly, tentatively called: "nine ye?"
There was no sound.
Jin Xi quickly got up and walked all over the house, but didn't see a ghost.
Why?
Is Teng Jiuyan gone?
Thinking of this possibility, Jin Xi was ecstatic.
She ran to the only one door and was ready to run away.
The moment she opened the door, a gust of wind came and nearly pulled her into the dark.
After a while, the roar burst out on this side of the field full of weeds.
"Teng Jiuyan, damn you."
Jin Xi pointed up his middle finger at the sky.