Ji Wuyin's swollen heart was instantly tightened, and the sudden sting made her wake up.
She clenched her fist and punched Song Zhiyu in the face.
Song Zhiyu released his strength and ducked back, and the sharp wind of the fist brushed his chin.
Ji Wuyin's center of gravity was unsteady and she fell on him again.
The ups and downs of lust and anger collided and suddenly dispersed into foam.
She raised her eyebrows and looked at the small beads of sweat on Song Zhiyu's forehead and the rolling Adam's apple. Knowing that he was not feeling well, her soft hands fearlessly reached down.
"Do you really want to hear it?" She raised her lips and rubbed them skillfully.
Song Zhiyu tilted his head, and the veins on his neck were prominent, indicating that he was ready for action.
During the days when the two were together, they had played many exciting tricks. They knew each other's sensitive points well and could easily arouse the heat in their bodies.
"Look, you are still so attached to my body. Has Fang Siying not satisfied you?" Contrary to the situation just now, Ji Wuyin, who had taken the lead, became more and more unscrupulous.
She moved her hands while replying to what he just said.
When she touched his cool trouser chain, her slender wrist was pinched hard.
Song Zhiyu removed her hand, pulled her to stand up, and said with a smile: "Of course, the inexperienced can't compete with the experienced."
"It seems that the previous practice is still effective." Song Zhiyu ignored the reaction on his body that had not subsided, and casually picked up a strand of hair from her ear and tucked it behind her ear, "I will teach her slowly when I get back."
You won’t be needed from now on.
Ji Wuyin heard what he meant.
The charm flowing in the elegant house disappeared without a trace in a few words.
So much so that Ke Hui and Luo Lixuan didn't notice anything strange after they came back.
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It has been snowing in Shangjing for several days, and a thick layer has accumulated on the ground.
The snowplows screeched along the street as they cleared, their voices muffled and heavy in the machinery.
Just like Ji Wuyin's mood when he saw the message on his phone.
[It was indeed Song Zhiyu who she contacted. 】
[She arranged for someone to take a photo and it has been synchronized to the cloud. ],
[Sister Yin, do you need to delete the photo? 】
Ji Wuyin read the three messages for a full ten minutes.
There was no urging from the other side, and he quietly waited for her next instruction.
The scenery outside the car window has changed from dead trees to an elevated road. At a glance, the interlacing vehicles look like straight lines extending in reverse.
They intersect at a certain point, but they go in different directions.
No one is wrong, but they are still drifting away.
Just like her and Ke Hui.
[No, keep an eye on her. If she wants to pass it on, intercept it immediately. 】
After Ji Wuyin finished replying to the message, he exited the software.
If Ke Hui stopped in time, she could pretend nothing happened.
After all, for friends who have been friends for so many years, their feelings are never fake.
But she didn't expect that she was willing to let Ke Hui choose, but someone else was not willing.
When he arrived at the company, Ji Wuyin received a large-volume email.
There are hundreds of photos in it, all of her and Song Zhiyu.
Not only today, but also that day when she drank medicine and lured Song Zhiyu into the hotel room.
The more Ji Wuyin looked at it, the darker his face became. When he saw "Wanwu" written in the sender column, his heart trembled.
While she was finishing flipping through the photos, Song Zhiyu dialed the number.
"Have you read the email?" There was a hint of sarcasm in his lazy tone, "The people around you who you are devoted to protecting really pay attention to your every move."
"Song Er, what do you mean?" Ji Wuyin had a vague premonition.
"I don't mean anything else, I just want to tell you some of the things your little sister Ke Hui did behind the scenes." Song Zhiyu said, "Once these photos are sent out, the consequences can be imagined. Since she has stretched her hands so long, A slap is not too much, right?"
Song Zhiyu's tone was casual, but what he said chilled people's hearts for no reason: "If you are unwilling to deal with her, then I will."
These intimate photos must not be exposed. Not to mention how big of a stir it would cause, she couldn't even explain it to Ji's father and mother.
The same is true for Song Zhiyu.
Ji Wuyin took a deep breath and closed the enlarged photo in the browser.
"I can guarantee that these photos will not be circulated outside. If you have any conditions, you can just ask me to pay them back for her."
"You pay it back?" Song Zhiyu sneered, "If you are willing to pay it back, others may not be willing to take it."
Ji Wuyin said coldly: "Just make your request."
She knew that Song Zhiyu couldn't have sent this email just to mock her.
really.
"Ji voluntarily withdrew from the Longcheng Resort Villa project, and I can let go of what Ke Hui has done."
