Chapter 899

Zhao Jian stood beside and raised her lips with a smile. She was very innocent. She even scratched her finger on his waist when he raised her arm. Looking at the man's obvious contraction, she said, "don't blame others for your poor self-determination."

"I'm not strong enough?"

"Or else?" Zhao Jian tilts her head and smiles. She is a 26-year-old woman. She does not show any affectation and affectation. On the contrary, she has a little girl's coquetry taste, which is fascinating.

"So?"

"I'm trying to train your ability to sit still. If you don't want to let anyone sit on your leg, rub it, rub it, you can't help wearing a green hat on me. What's the matter?"

She said as if she didn't feel comfortable in her suit, so she took off her little suit and unbuttoned her water red shirt, revealing her profound career line.

The man glanced at her and frowned a little, but he didn't expect her to come over again. Regardless of the fire on the stove, he ducked into his arms, full of softness, and put his hands in his shirt.

"Nonsense, isn't it?"

"Hey, hey, No."

She laughed, and though she held her, she didn't move.

He always likes to sleep with her naked. In fact, she also likes the feeling of sticking to his skin. She doesn't have to do anything, just likes the feeling of being baked by his skin.

The man buckled her waist and put a belt in his arms so that she would not be burned.

More than ten minutes later, Ji Rufeng prepared a bowl of thick porridge and a few dishes of small dishes, with meat and vegetables, but not greasy.

"Well, eat."

Zhao Jian sniffed him hard and let him go.

It used to be said that one day's absence is like three autumn. Now she finally understands why some people are dying for love.

She hooked the corner of her lips and pulled the man's clothes. "You don't go, you eat with me."

"I wash the pot."

"No, you eat with me."

Ji Rufeng had to sit down with her, "aunt, do you want me to feed you?"

Zhao Jian pushed the bowl down in front of him and opened her mouth directly, "ah."

Ji Rufeng

Is he lifting a stone and hitting himself in the foot?

Ji Rufeng also saw many couples feeding each other in the canteen when he was in University. It was called a sticky food, but now it's his turn, but he feels very happy.

After feeding Zhao Jian a bowl of porridge, Ji Rufeng finds that it's not over yet. Zhao Jian is like a little tail. She follows her to the kitchen, watching herself wash the pots and bowls and clean up the kitchen.

Ji Rufeng is a little speechless. When she goes back to the bedroom to take clothes for a bath, she excites her deliberately, "do you want to come with her?"

In the past, Zhao Jian would certainly refuse, but Zhao Jian said: "for the sake of you having dinner with me, I'll take a bath with you."

Ji Rufeng is silent again.

He leaned over and looked at her. "What happened to you today?"

"Nothing's wrong." Zhao Jian doesn't want to say that at this moment, she just wants to be with him.

"No?" Ji Rufeng doubts, if not, why is Zhao Jian, who always quarrels with him, gone?

"No, I'll wash it myself." The shirt fell on his head and Zhao Jian went in.

Ji Rufeng will not miss this wonderful opportunity, not to have children, but simply want to see her scream and tremble for herself, not driven by the desire of the body, but because she loves her, so she especially wants her.

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