In such a big room, the light is dim, and the light of floor lamp is only enough to see around two people, so as not to trip over things.

From the moment he entered the room, Ji zhanrui just held Fang Mengru in his arms. He didn't act too aggressively or too vaguely. He just put his hands on her waist, put his chin against her shoulder socket, and breathed at her ear temples.

Standing at the door, the two people quietly hold the posture of hugging. At this moment, there is nothing more reassuring than hugging, so that Fang Mengru forgets to struggle and resist.

Women's hearts are always too soft.

"It's strange." Ji zhanrui has been holding Fang Mengru, deeply absorbed the quiet fragrance from her body, which he is familiar with and can calm him most, but it only belongs to her.

"What, what?" Intoxicated with this atmosphere, Fang Mengru's opening voice makes her realize that her status today is not what she used to be. She struggles with some resistance, but fails to break away from Kai Ji zhanrui's embrace.

"Nothing." Fang Mengru's deep and slightly hoarse voice was blowing hot air in her ear, which made Fang Mengru's body become crisp and soft. If Ji zhanrui hadn't held her tightly, she would have slipped on the floor.

Clearly with the same brand, the same taste of shampoo and shower gel, but why he has not been able to appear her taste? After Fang Mengru left her apartment for the first time, Ji zhanrui once sent someone to change shampoo and shower gel according to her preference, but she couldn't find her taste.

Feeling her soft body, he gently smiles, like a cunning fox, continues to bury his head in her neck, greedily sniffing the fresh taste of her body, while his hands are quietly swimming on her body.

For a long time, Fang Mengru felt that something was wrong. Her whole body seemed to be burned, and his big hand was the culprit. The two hands walked and stopped on her, and where they stopped, they burned.

Agitation is not only the body, but also the heart that should be dead.

"Well..." She couldn't help but let out a soft, sweet and greasy groan. After the sound, her cheeks burned immediately. Her small hands were unconsciously covered between the dry lips. Her big watery eyes looked around. She felt flustered. It seemed that she had done something shameful and had some empty feelings.

What a lovely goblin. Ji zhanrui's every move is in his eyes. Whether it's the charming electric eye, the shy and irresistible manner, or the timid appearance that she quickly covers her mouth, all of these make his mind ripple.

If he is not afraid that she will run away from here, he would like to eat her clean. For example, he can't wait to have a try. She is so shy that she can't be too exciting when doing this kind of thing.

"I You let me go. We can't do this. " There is a trace of pleasure mixed with the burning feeling all over her body. Wave after wave of strong attacks, Fang Mengru only hates her body's failure. She has already been occupied before she can do anything. After struggling for several times, she suffers from weakness all over her body.

"So what?" He chuckled in a muffled voice.

Yes, what should they do? His problems led her to think: when he got married, she was the guest of honor and the bride's half sister; when she was pregnant, he was the father of the child and the person who deprived the baby of birth qualification.

She loved him and hated him.

The sweet and painful pictures of the past flashed one by one. Ji zhanrui didn't notice Fang Mengru's expression of loss. He just opened her arms while she was shaking. He couldn't help covering her lips with his lost eyes.

Kiss, sentimental; night, gorgeous.

Entangled in the kiss more and more intense, he repeatedly launched attacks, hook her tongue, frequent huff and puff, hand also gradually climbed to the top of her chest, gently knead, arms of her gentle and sweet.

All of a sudden, her apricot eyes are wide open, and the things in her brain are connected into a line. Reason replaces the madness of emotion. Her eyes are black and clear, which is different from him who indulges in fragrant kisses.

"Pa --" Fang Mengru's slap was too unexpected. She had been kissing for a second, but she slapped her face in this minute.

Ji zhanrui's face is shocked. Her appearance in the pupil is different from that just now. Especially her clear and cool eyes reflect not only his figure, but also his sense of distance.

Between them, after all, is not back to the past as pure and clean.

But why does the bottom of my heart still have a kind of unwilling feeling? He looked at her, standing still and looking at her. Neither of them spoke first. His persistence and unwillingness all gathered in his chest, full of it all because of her.

I don't know when it started. She can't understand Ji zhanrui's desire for her. She can only see his coldness and hurt to her, and the bitter fruit once she sinks.

There was silence. Only two people were breathing in the room.

Without further hesitation, Fang Mengru takes a decisive step back and passes him by, reaching out to open the door, while Ji zhanrui almost subconsciously retreats to the door and holds the whole door with his body.The two people's eyes are opposite, and they are fighting with each other's eyes. She just wants to leave here and within the scope of his existence, but he is crazy to take her to bed and let her sing under him.

The fight from heart to eye was finally broken by Ji zhanrui's idea. Without saying a word, he picked her up and let her beat him on the chest. Without stopping, he went straight to the bedroom.

The bed was so high, he made a little effort, and her whole body made a parabola in the air, and fell on the bed beautifully. Then he bullied her, covered her fresh and sweet with his cool lips, swam her whole body with his big hands, and at the same time, he tried hard to remove the cumbersome clothes on her body.

"Well --" the moan came from Ji zhanrui. She refused to give in, but his kiss was so overbearing and close that she almost lost her mind again. In a hurry, she bit him hard.

When he turned on the bedside lamp and the light suddenly rose, she clearly saw the bright red on his lips. No wonder there was a smell of blood in his mouth just now. It turned out that she had used all her strength.

While he doesn't pay attention, Fang Mengru wraps up her clothes and quickly moves to the bedside. Ji zhanrui grabs her ankle and pulls her back under him with a little effort.

"You can't run away." The corners of his lips sparked an evil smile, and the kisses fell down again. Her hands were lifted and fixed on her head by him, and her legs were separated by him, and he was ready to attack at any time.

"Don't touch me!" Fang Mengru wriggled and struggled. She knew that her strength could not match him, but she was afraid that she would not even struggle. She was once again occupied by his tenderness. The feeling of resurrection frightened her.

"But that's not what your body says." On her.

"You, you asshole!" Seeing his own crystal in his hand, Fang Mengru was embarrassed. Her face was so red that she was about to bleed. Her body was like a cooked shrimp.

"Oh? Is this your silent invitation to assholes? " Because the body is arched, Fang Mengru's legs are not fortified. He seems to welcome Ji zhanrui's invasion at any time. He deliberately and wickedly glances at her chest. Although the spring is not released, her every move is full of provocation.

"You! When are you going to humiliate me? " She was shy and embarrassed. She wanted to close her legs because of the obstruction of his waist. She closed her eyes and didn't want to see his joking expression again. That would only make her feel like the fish on the chopping board.

"Shame?" His smile, his seriousness, his enthusiasm, became worthless in her eyes, or even humiliated her performance?

Who does she take Ji zhanrui as? Is it a man who casually takes a woman to bed?

If he didn't care about her and was nervous about her, he should have killed her at the moment of entering.

Now, she's questioning that he's insulting her?!

Oh, my God! He's mad!