Lin Zhixia stayed with Han Suqing for a while, and then returned to Li Ci's room. The last time she was here, she was already familiar with the journey.
When Lin Zhixia opened the door and went in, it was still dark inside. It seemed that the others were still talking in the study and had not come out. She turned on the light in the room and casually sat on the end of the bed and looked at her phone. After a long while, Li Ci still didn't come in. .
Lin Zhixia planned to take a shower first, but after rummaging through the luggage she had brought for a long time, she couldn't find any pajamas inside. She clearly remembered to put them in, but now she couldn't find them.
Helpless, Lin Zhixia could only walk to the closet and rummage through Li Ci's clothes. After searching for a long time, there was nothing suitable. Just when she was about to close the door, the corner of her eye suddenly glanced at a piece of clothing in the corner of the closet. A white shirt, he took it into the bathroom.
As soon as Li Ci opened the door and came in from the study, he heard the sound of running water in the bathroom. He also took his change of clothes and walked out of the room, planning to go to the bathroom outside to take a shower.
After Lin Zhixia finished washing, she casually wiped her hair with a towel and walked out of the bathroom. Unexpectedly, she bumped into Li Ci, who had also just finished washing and opened the door.
The man seemed to have forgotten to go into the room, and stood fixedly at the door, staring at her with deep eyes. Only then did she react suddenly, and the hands wiping her hair dropped unnaturally, a little helpless. He hesitated and said: "I, I didn't find my pajamas."
After speaking, he lowered his head and avoided his deep eyes.
The moment he opened the door and saw Lin Zhixia, Li Ci felt as if he was hit by an electric current, as if countless tiny ants were running through his body, and the nerve endings in his body seemed to be ignited by flames.
That white shirt was worn by him when he was in college. He only wore it once for a club activity, and then hung it casually in the closet.
Now she took it out and put it on, with two buttons missing on the chest, and the slightly open neckline revealed her white and tender skin.
His eyes couldn't help but move downward slowly, only to find that the round bulge was looming under her shirt. She was not wearing any underwear underneath. He didn't know if it was because of his sudden entrance. She was so nervous that the top of her round bulge became hard. He lifted up his shirt, and there was only a layer of fabric between him, but it strongly stimulated his vision.
Simple lines outlined her graceful curves, and her two fair and slender legs dazzled his eyes. He wanted to turn his eyes to look elsewhere, but found that his eyes could not move.
The scene he just saw couldn't be forgotten in his mind. An unknown fire rushed directly under his body and had a tendency to rise.
Li Ci's Adam's apple moved slightly. He walked up to Lin Zhixia, stretched out his hand to lift her chin, and said word by word in a deep voice: "It looks good, even better than what I wear."
Hearing this, Lin Zhixia's face, which had been flushed just after taking a shower, became even redder, reaching her neck. She didn't dare to look directly at Li Ci, lowered her eyelids and kept staring down.
Her waist was tightly held by one of his arms, and for a long time, the kiss she thought did not fall. Just when she could no longer hold on, the man lowered his dark and magnetic voice, "Why don't you blow dry your hair?" As he spoke, he took the towel away from her hand.
"It's not too late," Lin Zhixia murmured a little coyly.
Li Ci raised his hand and let go of Lin Zhixia's waist, patted her buttocks as if to comfort him, held her hand and asked her to sit on the end of the bed stool, while he went into the bathroom to get the hair dryer.
Lin Zhixia sat obediently, letting him insert his large, warm palms into her thick hair next to her. He controlled the temperature very well and did not burn her scalp.
Amidst the buzzing sound, Lin Zhixia sat comfortably on the stool at the end of the bed. Later, she comfortably stretched out her hands and hugged his clear and hard waist.
Lin Zhixia's eyebrows arched, her hands tightly grasped the clothes on both sides of his waist, and she couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.
When her hair was about to dry, she thought of his mother's question tonight, and she said to him casually, as if by accident: "Today, my mother asked me if I wanted to come to Lancheng to work?"
Li Ci didn't stop moving his hands, and responded slowly and naturally: "Don't worry about mom, what she thinks is not important." After saying that, he looked at Lin Zhixia's completely dry hair, leaned down and pulled out the hair dryer. Power, continued: "You only care about your true inner thoughts, and I will support you no matter what decision you make."
"Really?" Lin Zhixia raised her head slightly and looked at the man standing beside her, as if she didn't expect him to have such an attitude, "Actually, I went to university in Lancheng, but I quite like my current job. I don’t want to change my job just yet.”
Li Ci lowered his head slightly, raised the corners of his mouth, smiled evilly, and said in a deep voice: "Really, when have I ever lied to you? Besides, given the nature of my job, whether you are in Lancheng or not, We often don’t see each other, it’s almost like being in a different place.”
His eyes kept falling on her slightly open white collar, breathing heavily, and suddenly put his head against her ear, "Let's do something else now."
Lin Zhixia felt his warm breath in her ears, and glanced at her face shyly.
After a while, Lin Zhixia couldn't help but turned her head slightly, but she never wanted to meet his eyes. There was strong desire, love and tenderness hidden in his deep black eyes, and she couldn't help but feel shy for a moment.
His lips fell instantly, and a warm touch came from the corner of Lin Zhixia's lips. His slender waist was pulled tightly by him and pulled into his arms.
The tip of his warm tongue chased hers tightly, ruthlessly plundering the breath from her mouth.
Lin Zhixia was forced to stand on tiptoes, holding the pajamas on his chest tightly with both hands, raising her head, responding to his fiery enthusiasm.
Slowly, the two began to kiss passionately, each other's limbs intertwined and intertwined.
Lin Zhixia was slowly laid down on the end of the bed by Li Ci. The shirt she was wearing was untied one by one by his broad and slender fingers. He kissed her passionately along her ears, chin, and neck. All the way down, it landed on her soft roundness and smooth, flat belly.
At this moment, Li Ci was like a devout believer, worshiping her Buddha.
Feeling his downward movements, Lin Zhixia hurriedly stretched out her hands and grabbed his short hair tightly, shouting in a crying voice: "Don't... don't do this..."
Li Ci paused slightly, but then buried his head again.
The atmosphere between the two of them became increasingly chaotic. Li Ci leaned over Lin Zhixia's body, caressing her hot and red cheeks with his slightly rough hands, his eyes filled with affection.
Lin Zhixia half-squinted her eyes, immersed in the waves of aftertaste he brought about.
