Zhuli seemed to hear her own heartbeat that was about to overflow from her chest.
The hand holding the corner of the clothes tightened and loosened, and then loosened and grasped again.
"If you mind, we'll..."
That's it.
It's just that she really didn't have the courage to say these four words, and she couldn't bear to say them.
Now she has been completely involved in the whirlpool of love, and the more she struggles, the more she drowns.
"I'll just move out."
The scars were uncovered layer by layer, the past was peeled off bit by bit, and a dense pain spread across the chest.
I wanted to reach out and hold it down but found it hurt everywhere.
The man on the sofa lit a cigarette and raised his index finger at her.
"Sit over here."
Zhuli whimpered silently and bit her lower lip hard.
The steps he took were a little frivolous, but as soon as he stood next to Jing Huaizhi, he was brought to his lap.
He held her tightly in his arms, his lowered eyelashes trembling a little.
"What's the answer you gave me?"
Her dull eyes were filled with waves, and she raised her hand to wipe away the remaining tears on her cheeks.
She was stunned for a moment, unable to believe her ears.
Her petite and red lips murmured a few times: "Ah, I..."
Jing Huaizhi raised his head, revealing an extremely broad chin line.
"Answer yes or no."
He couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
Zhuli's cheeks were blushing shyly almost instantly.
His head kept drooping, and he shyly replied in a low voice: "Okay."
Jing Huaizhi pinched his eyes, ambiguity was on the verge of breaking out.
The chin was lifted, and the hot palms rubbed the delicate waist downwards.
It wasn't until she groaned that he chose to let her go for the time being.
"Still want to move out?"
Seeing that he had learned enough, Jing Huaizhi stared at her with a faint smile on his lips.
It seemed as if she would continue to lecture him the next second if she gave an answer that did not satisfy him.
Zhuli's head shook like a rattle, and his eyebrows flickered slightly.
There was a mocking smile on his lips, and there was a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"Have you finished explaining everything?"
"Um."
She took a deep breath and stared straight at him.
"Is there anything else you're hiding from me?"
He tilted his head and leaned forward.
Zhuli hesitated and shook his head, then nodded immediately.
The man raised his eyebrows slightly, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.
"Yes or no?"
He was really amused by her appearance.
"Did you send someone to investigate me before?"
She touched her sleeves with her fingers and asked softly.
"Um."
Jing Huaizhi didn't want to hide it and admitted it frankly.
"I knew it, so I kept..."
"Getting in the way."
Zhuli stopped what he was doing and murmured.
She raised her head and intertwined her eyes with him, and took the initiative to hook his neck with her wrist.
He scratched her nose with his finger and sneered: "You think I don't know?"
His fingers gently touched her cheek, and their breathing gradually became faster.
Jing Huaizhi pulled off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt with one hand.
Pressing Zhuli down slowly, her whole body sank into the sofa, and her head was short-circuited at this moment.
He put his hands on both sides of the sofa, and his thin lips first fell on her forehead, and then across her ears.
A small peck like a dragonfly dripping water.
The next step was to seal her lips aggressively.
She twisted her body uncomfortably, and half of her bra straps were exposed due to this small movement.
"I don't want to be here."
She demanded breathlessly as their lips and teeth met.
Jing Huaizhi was forced to stop, took the coat hanging on the back of the chair and wrapped her up.
Pick it up and go to the bedroom.
Zhuli's head was covered with clothes and she couldn't see where she was, so she could only keep cheering herself up in her heart.
She just couldn't seem to get over the hurdle in her heart.
Jing Huaizhi put his knees on the door handle, and with a little force, the door was closed.
He placed his palms on her waist and turned into holding her sideways.
The next moment she was thrown firmly into the bed, and the clothes wrapped around her were immediately torn off.
Only when Zhuli opened her eyes did she realize that she had arrived in Jing Huaizhi's room.
She studied the man standing beside her bed as he took off his black shirt, revealing his smooth back.
"Wait a minute."
Her eyes were red again, this time from fear.
He turned to glance at her and ignored her.
"I'm not ready, I'm scared woo woo."
Zhuli cried hopelessly.
Jing Huaizhi frowned a little and couldn't help laughing: "You don't have to do anything, just lie down."
Suddenly her shoulders sank, and she felt itchy at the top of her heart.
"Do you want to know what I told Youyou?"
Zhuli's eyes suddenly lit up and he raised his tone: "What did you say?"
The man pressed beside her and said in an unserious tone: "I said, if you obey, I will give you a little brother to play with."
Zhuli covered her eyes with her arms, her face so dry that it almost burned.
Why is she so curious?
The arm covering her eyes was pulled away by the man, and now she had no cover at all.
Her lips were bitten so hard that they bled.
"Take it off for me."
Jing Huaizhi was not as impatient as she expected, but patiently guided her.
After being reminded like this, Zhuli realized belatedly that she was talking about his glasses.
His slender fingers touched the edge of the frame, and the glasses slid loosely from the bridge of his nose.
He took it naturally and threw it on the bedside table.
The man's dark pupils were filled with her figure, and his eyelashes were clearly defined.
She didn't dare look at him for too long, he was too scary without glasses.
"who I am?"
Jing Huaizhi's lips curled into a hint of teasing.
"boss?"
"wrong."
"Jing Huai's."
He responded softly.
The moonlight outside the window sprayed in through the glass window, adding a hazy feeling to the bedroom.
In the middle of the night, Zhuli almost lost all her strength and clung to the bed limply.
Although she was still very nervous, she was much better than before.
In the morning, there is a pleasant smell in the air.
As soon as the person next to her moved, Zhuli couldn't help crying.
"I'm too tired, let me take a nap."
Jing Huaizhi leaned on his elbows and stared at the woman with a bitter face next to him, and raised his hand to brush the hair beside her ear.
"No one bothers you."
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living room
"Grandma Li, why can't I go find my parents?"
Jing Youyou crossed her arms and was a little angry.
Butler Li forced out an awkward smile and told her indifferently:
"Youyou are good, mom and dad are busy."
Jing Youyou was still reluctant: "What are you busy with!"
Butler Li:...
As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Huaizhi had already walked down the stairs.
"dad!"
Jing Youyou shook her head, looking left and right but she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she didn't see Zhuli.
"Where's mom?"
Jing Huaizhi smiled slightly, "Mom was too tired last night, let her take a nap."
She curled her lips and wrinkled her nose in anger.
"Why doesn't Mommy sleep at night?"
"Why does mommy sleep during the day?"
"Is mom a little lazy?"
He couldn't help laughing, and the corners of his eyes curled up: "Yes, mom is a little lazy."
