Zhang Ji, who was pretending to be asleep, rolled over helplessly and looked at Yan Lingji with a smile on her face. She winked at him rather mischievously, revealing her charming charm in every frown and smile.
Naturally, it was impossible for her to burn Zhang Ji, otherwise, don't talk nonsense, when she was experiencing the power of words and words, Yan Lingji could have burned Zhang Ji's crime tools.
"Ahem, what's the purpose of the girl entering my room in the middle of the night?"
Yan Lingji rolled her beautiful eyes at Zhang Ji.
Some men are really mean.
When he was on the bed, he also liked to ask her if she was feeling well, knowingly, and he also liked to call her master.
Now, although we are still on the couch, the situation is completely different, but we still have to ask questions knowingly.
Okay, just think of it as the fun of foreplay.
Yan Lingji gently lifted Zhang Ji's chin with her jade hand, and her red thin lips gradually enlarged in Zhang Ji's eyes and stopped in front of his lips.
Tan's mouth opened slightly, and bursts of quiet fragrance hit Zhang Ji's cheeks.
It was still the same trick of flirting but not extinguishing. Yan Lingji's beautiful red lips didn't give Zhang Ji a chance to catch them, and her bent waist also retracted.
In fact, Zhang Ji couldn't help but complain about Yan Lingji.
Some women are actually quite mean.
They were not allowed to touch during the day, and they were told not to violate etiquette.
When you were in Xinzheng, didn't you say that Zhou Li couldn't restrain you, Baiyue!
Do you have to abide by Zhou etiquette now?
And if you flirt during the day, you won’t be touched. At night, when you feel lonely, empty, and cold, you know you’re coming to collect food?
Humph, it’s too late!
Seeing Zhang Ji turning his head away from her as if he was having a childish temper, Yan Lingji also knew that someone was planning to hold high the banner of uprising and not pay for the food.
Hum, if the untouchables don’t pay for their food, what will the landlords eat?
However, after all, Zhang Ji's rebellious actions were not tough, nor did they cause any major consequences, so Yan Lingji planned to use some gentle and gentle methods first.
Yan Lingji held Zhang Ji's cheek and turned him to look at her.
Zhang Ji still has the same stinky face, and what's so good about his body that is completely covered by a black robe?
Suddenly, a pair of crimson wings composed of flames unfolded on Yan Lingji's back, and a red spark spread from the hood of the black robe, like a stick of burning incense, and the black robe burst into flames. Bits and pieces were swallowed up by sparks and turned into ashes.
The red sparks extended little by little, as if she was slowly changing clothes. Even though Zhang Ji had already looked at Yan Lingji who couldn't even see a piece of her hair, he still looked straight at that slim and charming girl. above the body.
The flame-like long skirt emerged from under the sparks, outlining a perfect line, and a large area of rosy skin was exposed, making it even more charming and sensual.
"Do you like it? My carefully designed appearance."
Feeling the scorching gaze on her delicate body, Yan Lingji pursed her lips and chuckled, reaching out to hold the long black slit skirt on her lower body. The long skirt was slightly lifted, and as she swayed, her pair of black gauze socks were The slender jade legs with black boots flashed past, and those turquoise eyes that seemed to contain watery tenderness looked at Zhang Ji, and asked in a delicate voice.
Zhang Ji secretly swallowed his saliva and had to admit that Yan Lingji really showed off the flames. This way of appearing was truly stunning.
"Then what are you waiting for?"
Yan Lingji smiled coquettishly and curled her fingers at Zhang Ji, like a seductive succubus, tugging at Zhang Ji's heartstrings and putting the last straw in Zhang Ji's heart.
But before Zhang Ji made a move, the two of them looked at the door at the same time.
There is a figure approaching here, but the person does not seem to know martial arts, and the footsteps are not covered up. The sound of high heels tapping on the ground comes from outside the door, and it is not clear how it sneaked in.
Yan Lingji, who was playing with fire, had a look of panic on her pretty face.
Although the two of them were already married, it was after all before coma, and during the day she had justly rejected Zhang Ji and said that she had to abide by the etiquette. If someone caught him in Zhang Ji's room... she wouldn't care. The eyes of the world, but she had already imagined how she would be laughed at by her other sisters for the rest of her life.
His frightened, moist eyes glanced around, and his gaze stopped in Zhang Ji's wardrobe.
Got it!
Yan Lingji entered the huge wardrobe in a flash. Although it was a bit boring, it was not a problem for a warrior to stay for a long time.
And the moment Yan Lingji entered the closet, a low and gentle knock came from outside the door.
Zhang Ji glanced at the closet, looked into the blue eyes exposed in the crack of the closet door, then chuckled, stood up and walked towards the door.
The door opened with a creak, and a burst of jasmine fragrance hit my face.
Mrs. Hu, who was wearing an emerald green dress, walked into the house, holding her little hands that she didn't know where to place, biting her moist red lips, closed the door, bolted it, and looked at Zhang Ji with an apologetic look.
"Lang Jun, I... Lang Jun was so teased by the sisters during the day, I thought... Lang Jun must be tossing and turning at night, so... so I came... to help Lang Jun calm down the anger."
Mrs. Hu's head was lowered, her eyes were wandering, she did not dare to look at Zhang Ji, her pink face was blushing with shame, and her jade hands on her lower abdomen were squeezing each other and turned white, just like a timid girl who had not left the palace.
"oh?"
"Madam really does feel sorry for me."
Zhang Ji placed a gentle kiss on Mrs. Hu's delicate face without makeup. The fragility and timidity in her eyes, combined with her quiet behavior at night, added a bit of charm to Mrs. Hu.
Especially when there's some restless Twilight Girl watching in the closet.
Mrs. Hu's cheeks became increasingly red with embarrassment, but she still mustered up the courage to say: "Mr. Sir... I can only use my tongue... This way... it won't be considered a violation of etiquette."
Is there such a good thing? !
Zhang Ji was not disappointed at all.
In fact, Mrs. Hu's act of coming here late at night is already extremely bold for Mrs. Hu. If she didn't really love Zhang Ji, how could Mrs. Hu, who has always been conservative and timid, do this.
What's more, it's verbal. Mrs. Hu never likes to accept new knowledge and postures, so Zhang Ji doesn't actually try many such experiences.
Under the bright moonlight, Mrs. Hu took off her high heels and knelt on the cashmere blanket with her slender legs wrapped in emerald green gauze stockings. She bent her waist and raised her hips slightly, shyly asking Zhang Ji to raise his head. To see him.
Hot breath hit Zhang Ji's thigh, and his white toes wrapped in emerald green gauze stockings curled up. Zhang Ji caressed Mrs. Hu's cheek as smooth as satin, feeling the beauty of the world.
However, just as Zhang Ji was enjoying Mrs. Hu's rare boldness and chutzpah, there was another burst of undisguised footsteps without any background in Qinggong.
"Why would anyone come at this hour!"
Mrs. Hu, who was frightened by the footsteps and looked a little panicked, turned pale. If she, who has always been dignified and conservative, was seen coming to her fiancé's room late at night to have sex, how could she see anyone?
Mrs. Hu looked towards the window in a panic, but since the footsteps of the visitor were so obvious, it must not be far from the house. She didn't know martial arts, so she might be caught by the visitor when she went out.
What to do, what should she do?
I remember that Mrs. Hu suddenly looked at the huge wardrobe with a mist in her eyes, as if a drowning person who fell into the pool saw the hope of life and ran desperately to where the hope was.
Crunch!
Mrs. Hu opened the closet door and got in without looking back.
A pair of blue eyes suddenly appeared in front of Mrs. Hu. The two pairs of eyes looked at each other, with a hint of embarrassment in each other's eyes.
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