Chapter 90 Your lips are much softer than your mouth
Shocked, Wen Si thought about it carefully and felt that Fang Yunlan's words were reasonable, so he put the matter on the agenda while he was not busy at work.
"That's how Pei Jiayan and I met." Wen Si said: "It's not even an acquaintance. We just chatted a few times online, briefly understood the needs of both parties, negotiated the price, and then we met at Lone Whale Island. Gay."
If not, she wouldn't have mistaken the person.
After explaining everything clearly, Wen Si apologized again: "I'm sorry, because of my negligence, I caused you harm."
"You can ask for any compensation you want. As long as it is within my ability, I will try my best to satisfy you!"
After going around in circles, she still wanted to have a clear relationship with him.
This can't help but make Jiang Zhihuai a little angry.
I feel that all my hard work for so many days has been in vain.
"I told you, I only want your heart."
"Then let me tell you clearly again, it's impossible."
"What if I insist on it?" Jiang Zhihuai quickly came closer, his warm breath entangled with hers, and his thin lips were only a few feet away from her red lips.
As long as he leans in slightly, he can kiss Fangze.
Wen Si's butterfly-like eyelashes fluttered and drooped, she was so nervous that she didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, and her heartbeat was in chaos the moment he suddenly came closer.
Only her remaining sanity and the word 'never' on her left ring finger reminded her not to give in.
So she put her hands on his chest, quickly lowered her head and said, "Didn't you say that your whole body hurts? Why did I check your entire upper body carefully and I didn't find a single wound?"
Knowing that she was changing the topic, Jiang Zhihuai did not reveal it. Instead, he lowered his eyes and looked at her with a teasing smile: "Then... how about you check your lower body again?"
Wen Si: "???"
Whether he was shocked by his harsh words or burned by the hot temperature on his chest, Wen Si trembled and subconsciously tried to distance himself from him.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhihuai grabbed her wrist first, making her unable to move.
Wen Si tried so hard to suck the milk, but couldn't break free, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed: "What are you doing?"
"Nothing." Jiang Zhihuai said, "I just want to tell you that I am very sympathetic to your tragic experience in marriage, and I also understand that you have a strong resistance to marriage and even romance after seeing a failed marriage. He even tried to protect himself by sealing off his love.”
“But I always feel that the way to repair the damage caused by that marriage does not necessarily have to be to escape. It can also be to convince yourself to accept a positive and healthy relationship that can bring positive feedback, and to run a successful relationship with your own hands. marriage."
"When you don't fall in love because you don't want to fall in love, and when you don't get married because you don't want to get married, and not because you are afraid of falling in love or fearing marriage, then you can truly get rid of the influence of the man you hate the most."
He is rarely this serious, but Wen Si has no time to verify whether serious men are as handsome as people often say.
He only subconsciously retorted: "Who said I was escaping?"
"There is no escape, so why did you reject me thousands of miles away from the beginning to the end? Is it because you are not moved?"
Jiang Zhihuai said, touching her pulse with his fingertips, "But I can clearly feel that your heart is beating very fast."
Due to years of training, there was a thin layer of calluses on his fingertips, which were warm and rough to the touch. When he rubbed the delicate and smooth skin on her wrist, he felt a tickling sensation.
It was like a kitten scratching gently with its pads without extended claws.
Wen Si's heart beat faster. But he refused to admit it: "I was frightened by your sudden approach!"
"What about your face?" Jiang Zhihuai finally let go of her wrist, and pinched her earlobe, which was so red that it looked like it was about to bleed, with his rough and hot fingertips. He said with a low and hoarse smile in his voice: "From now on The blush on your face never faded from the moment you stepped out of the elevator and saw me.”
The itching on my wrist has not completely subsided, and half of my earlobe is itching again.
Wen Si was almost unable to resist, and even his voice was trembling unconsciously: "I, I, I... That's because your home is too hot!"
"Oh? Really?" Jiang Zhihuai put his arm on the back of the sofa behind her, almost holding her in his arms.
The sweet scent of melons and fruits surrounded her wantonly, and also pressing closer and closer was his questioning.
"Then do you dare to tell me truthfully, what did you dream about that night when you and I fell asleep on the video call in the hotel in Morocco?"
Wen Si, whose brain was gradually becoming drowsy due to the smoke, said: "???"
! ! !
Those charming images that she had long forgotten resurfaced again, and she was so embarrassed that her logic was confused: "Those are my privacy, why should I tell you?"
After saying that, he suddenly realized something and quickly changed his mind: "No! Who told you that I dreamed that night? I obviously fell asleep and woke up naturally, and I didn't dream at all!"
Jiang Zhihuai ignored her nonsense at all.
"You won't tell me, right? I'll tell you for you. You dreamed about me, and you kept blushing and saying Jiang Zhihuai, don't..."
He blew into her ear, and his hands touched her waist like a snake, knowingly asking: "What don't you want? Is this it? Or is it this way?"
While asking questions, his big hands were constantly making trouble.
Wen Si's breathing was messed up, and the blush on his cheeks became more and more brilliant under the catalysis of lust, just like the peach blossoms blooming on the branches in March.
Jiang Zhihuai suddenly wanted to kiss her.
So they kissed.
The moment their lips and teeth met, he let out a low laugh.
He nibbled on her lips wantonly for a while before finally sighing: "My dear, your lips are much softer than your mouth."
As for Wen Si, when he accurately described his spring dream, he was so embarrassed that his brain shut down.
All she could think about was: Ahhhhhhhhhh, he really heard her talking in her sleep!
Ooooooooooooooooooooo what to do? what to do? Is it too late for her to grab the door and run away now?
嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤 "Love Observation Room" and "Chasing the Light!" "Boy" should all be stopped! She was going to disappear overnight in front of this man who knew her most shameful secret! From now on, we will never have contact with each other until death!
Ugh, ugh, ugh, she has no face to face him again!
When she finally recovered from her collapse, the man who knew the most shameful secret in her heart had already put her in his arms, kissing her over and over again as if he couldn't get enough.
And not only did she not reject his intimate contact, but she subconsciously catered to him like a plant that had been dry for a long time finally looking forward to rain, and even wanted more.
Sensing her change, Jiang Zhihuai smiled even more proudly.
(End of chapter)