Cheng Xi did not return to the hotel where Joel stayed together.
Followed Zhou Jingchen to his hotel.
He pulled up the chair, unbuttoned his collar, and spread his legs.
He held back his temper and waited for her, but he didn't look very patient.
Cheng Xi changed her underwear in the bathroom, protected her chest with her hands, and swallowed it warmly.
I can't help but feel embarrassed.
She had seen a modeling competition on TV, and there was a lingerie show, with bras and briefs, which were much more exposed than she was.
But she is not a performing model, and Zhou Jingchen is not an ordinary audience member.
At this moment, he was filled with the desire of a man.
Intense and full of impact.
"Can you dim the lights?" Cheng Xi felt numb all over, as if he had been touched by electricity.
Zhou Jingchen extinguished the white main light.
Turn on a small light.
The burnt yellow light illuminated his entire body in a blurry and sensual way.
"Hands away."
Cheng Xi obeyed.
There is an open window behind Zhou Jingchen. He holds a cigarette in his right hand. The smoke dissipates. Outside the window is the rockery landscape on the first floor, and his shadow is reflected on the glass.
Half a cup, ready to go.
Under the beautiful light and shadow, swaying.
Zhou Jingchen took a long puff of the cigarette butt, inhaling the smoke into his lungs and rolling his nose. He was not addicted to it. It was too choked and he couldn't stand it anymore. He frowned and placed it in the ashtray.
"Sit on my lap."
Cheng Xi tensed up and took a small step.
"You're doing the same old thing again, aren't you?" He looked at her with an uncertain expression.
She took big steps and stood next to Zhou Jingchen's chair.
The man tugged hard.
hot.
Very hot.
More bloated.
Every part of Zhou Jingchen's skin swelled and became huge.
He directed Cheng Xi how to kiss him and how to touch him.
Bold and straightforward.
Cheng's mother never taught her, and neither did Mrs. Zhou.
All her knowledge of male love and female love came from Zhong Wen's description of her feelings with her boyfriend in the dormitory.
What is before and after play, what is role play, which one is comfortable and which one is novel.
Cheng Xi seated Zhou Jingchen one by one, which did not match Zhong Wen's description.
Zhou Jingchen doesn't like messy things, and he doesn't force her to wear cats and dogs. His only hobby is to have curves that can't be taken off or covered up.
Hazy, tempting.
Instead of being naked.
It is to break through the mysterious color bit by bit.
Cheng Xi talked about it in the dormitory and pretended to be a friend. Zhong Wen said that only this kind of man can play.
Houji stripped everything clean, which is the junior version.
Savor it slowly, and what you slowly unlock is the rich and sophisticated ultimate version.
There are ranks and levels.
Zhou Jingchen's breath gradually became thicker.
He kissed her for a moment and lifted his head from her breast.
Cheng Xi held his shoulder tightly. His body was damp and stained with sweat.
Zhou Jingchen straightened her chin and faced him.
Squeeze her hips.
He had a vaguely male body odor.
Light and pleasant smell.
The more powerful the force, the more the body odor evaporates.
Cheng Xi leaned back and lay on his knees.
The waist is as flexible as a willow branch, without bones. It cannot withstand wind and rain, but it can withstand Zhou Jingchen's strong winds and waves.
The men's trousers on the floor vibrated.
Zhou Jingchen buried himself in the crook of her neck, his agitation calmed down a bit, he picked up the phone and answered the call.
"Madam knows that you are looking for Miss Cheng, and she is going to your place."
He was savoring the aftertaste, and suddenly opened his eyes, "Are you leaving?"
"Leave now."
Zhou Jingchen looked at his watch and said, "Stop my mother."
"Then you..."
"I'll rush back to my old house at eight o'clock."
He hangs up.
Cheng Xi was so frightened that she asked, "Is she the nanny of the Zhou family?"
"Um."
Her hands trembled, causing Zhou Jingchen to groan, and their eyes met. His eyes were filled with thin bloodshot eyes, stained with the residual heat of emotion and the depression that was too late to be released happily.
"release."
She kept her arms around Zhou Jingchen's neck, let go, and grabbed his sleeve again, "Did Uncle Hua tell Aunt Zhou?"
When Uncle Hua learned that the Zhou family and the Geng family were married, out of courtesy, he asked Mrs. Zhou to confirm that it was only right to express his concern and blessing.
Being indifferent seemed too alienating and disrespectful to the Zhou family.
Zhou Jingchen didn't reply to her. He stood up and straightened his clothes, "Go back to Zhou's house first."
She was trembling, "Are you going back to Zhou's house to get engaged?"
The man put on his belt and stared at her without saying a word.
Her eyelids, eyelashes, and even the tears in the corners of her eyes were trembling.
"K."
Cheng Xi remained silent.
"Your mother will renew her subscription next week and get a new medical team. The Zhou family has contacted brain experts in Germany and chartered a flight to the nursing home."
She opened her mouth, but her throat was too congested to make any sound.
In fact, Cheng's mother's condition cannot be cured.
Surgery removed the blood clot in the brain and sutured the broken leg. As for the mental illness, it could be relieved but not recovered.
Any slightest stimulation, including familiar objects, familiar environments, and familiar people, will cause her to relapse, attack people, beat people, and self-mutilate, and she must be on 24-hour high-level special care.
In the past eight years, the Zhou family has treated Cheng's mother with utmost care and kindness.
On the one hand, he wanted to gain a good reputation as a man of love and justice; on the other hand, he raised Cheng Xi with his own hands and worked for the Zhou family.
The sons and daughters of big figures in the powerful and wealthy circles also get married in the same way.
Not to mention her.
It's just a little pet kept by the Zhou family.
If you eat and drink from the Zhou family in vain, there is no free lunch in the world.
...
It was 7:50 when we got back to the old house.
In the living room, Zhou Huaikang was not there. He was always busy, doing grassroots inspections and daily meetings, which he missed nine times out of ten.
Mrs. Zhou was leaning on the sofa and drinking milk.
"came back?"
His attitude wasn't bad, he just didn't smile and looked straight at Cheng Xi.
Cheng Xijie was there, his head hanging.
"Wilted?" Mrs. Zhou put down the cup, "You didn't even give the Geng family face. I asked you to go home, but you rewarded me for going back."
Zhou Jingchen took off his leather gloves, put them on the entrance cabinet, and walked to the living room, "You are so angry, Cheng Xi doesn't dare to speak."
Mrs. Zhou glared at him, "If you don't help her, can she leave?"
"She is having a bad temper. Even if she stays, she and Shiqing won't get along. It's better for her to calm down and make an appointment with the Geng family again."
What Zhou Jingchen said made sense, and Mrs. Zhou was no longer so angry, "When is the date? Xi'er, it's up to you."
Cheng Xi secretly glanced at the man on the sofa. His temperament was as calm as ever, except that his trousers were wrinkled and there were a few white stains on the trouser legs.
It's his own.
