The words that blurted out fell to the ground, and it was difficult to regret them.
Jiang Yue didn't regret it, but she felt a little embarrassed after saying these words.
The long silence made her a little embarrassed.
It was nothing at first, but Zhou Ji made it easy for her to think too much without speaking.
Why didn't he say anything? ! Is he very proud of himself? Are you laughing at her?
Jiang Yue angrily wanted to explain that she was just a mouthful and told him not to think too much!
Before the sulky Princess could speak, a deep voice came from above her head, "Then look up."
Jiang Yue hesitated for a few seconds. She raised her face cautiously and curiously. Before she could react, the man grabbed her chin, followed by an overwhelming kiss that she was unprepared for.
Her throat started to feel a little sore from the kiss.
Too deep and heavy.
She was a little breathless, her breath was robbed, and her breathing was not smooth.
Jiang Yue felt that the base of her tongue was numb and she almost had no feeling at all.
She was held in his arms, and she had no strength due to lack of oxygen. By the time it was over, she even wondered if the skin on her mouth was broken.
"Is this enough?"
Jiang Yue touched her mouth, and then she looked up at Zhou Ji. The spotless man now looked less distant and indifferent than usual, with a hint of emotion in his brows and a touch of dark red at the end of his eyes.
She was buried in his arms, not knowing how to answer him.
Zhou Ji then spoke again, his hoarse voice with a cold metallic texture, and he said: "If it's not enough, come again."
Jiang Yue subconsciously tightened her grip on his collar. Even the background sound of the movie was almost inaudible. Steam was coming out of her ears. She said, "That's enough."
Zhou Ji's patience has been very good from the beginning to now.
Step by step, moisturize things silently.
I don’t want to use too violent means and end up fighting to the death.
It's not like Fu Qingnian was so coercive and tempting, it's not like he hadn't thought about it. After much consideration, he still gave up. Zhou Ji knew Jiang Yue's temperament, and he would accept soft things rather than hard ones. If he tried to force her to do it, she would definitely die with him. She He will never give in when forced.
Head-on confrontation is counterproductive.
Zhou Ji is good at making use of his appearance. He had noticed it before and Jiang Yue liked his face more or less.
A good-looking face is not without merit.
His seduction is just right every time.
Not too little, not too much.
Tonight has already begun to bear fruit.
Jiang Yue slowly calmed down. Although her ears were not as hot as before, her face was still very red. In her heart, she did not resist the kiss just now, and she still enjoyed it.
She said: "Zhou Ji."
"Um?"
"I just drank, you know that, right?"
"Yes." Zhou Ji stared at her moist and red eyes and suddenly smiled: "Don't worry, I won't let you be responsible."
Jiang Yue felt that Zhou Ji was a bit terrifyingly smart.
Sometimes he knew what she wanted to say just by looking at her, better than the tapeworm in her belly.
"I can understand the impulse caused by alcohol." Zhou Ji was like that good family man who had been cheated on for free, and had to make amends for his lover's ruthlessness afterwards, "It's nothing, I won't blame you."
Jiang Yue was almost bypassed by him: "You took the initiative to kiss me."
Zhou Ji paused for a moment, and seemed to have just taken the time to remember this matter. He said aggrievedly: "But you asked for it."
Jiang Yue defended: "I said I wanted to kiss you."
It wasn't him who kissed her, so she didn't need to be responsible in the first place.
Zhou Ji raised his eyebrows, showing courage in self-sacrifice and showing great love and selflessness: "I heard you, come on."
"again."
Jiang Yue's first reaction was not that Zhou Ji was shameless.
But his English pronunciation is actually quite nice. It's not rigid and formal, nor is it a pretentious accent.
Lazy and casual with a bit of seriousness.
Jiang Yue used to like to spend time in the library studying history, and he often read the original owner's textbooks.
When she went to Hong Kong City, there were many occasions where she needed to communicate in English. At that time, she didn't understand anything, couldn't understand, and couldn't speak.
After I came back and started studying hard, I didn’t have much chance to talk.
She looked at Zhou Ji: "Who did you learn spoken English from? Can you introduce the teacher to me?"
Zhou Ji was obviously stunned. Even though he wanted to endure it, he couldn't hold it back, and laughter slowly shook his chest.
Jiang Yue felt like she was being laughed at, "Why are you laughing?"
Zhou Ji pinched her face and asked, "Do you really want to learn?"
Jiang Yue said with a straight face: "Of course."
Zhou Ji explained: "My English teacher has retired, and I improved my spoken English while studying abroad." He continued: "If you want to learn, I can teach you."
Zhou Ji even said generously: "I don't need to charge you for tuition fees."
Jiang Yue immediately turned his face: "I don't think the word you just said was very good, so forget it."
She said as she started to get up from him.
In a hurry, I accidentally fell back.
Zhou Ji didn't do anything. She just happened to sit on his waist. She looked embarrassed for a moment. Drinking really made things worse. Thinking about this, she got up and accidentally fell. Her hands pressed on something she shouldn't have pressed. The place.
Like a hot potato.
He immediately raised his hand.
Jiang Yue didn't even have the courage to glance at his suit pants. She took a deep breath and tried to defend: "I..."
Zhou Ji didn't express any other feelings, and told her calmly: "What you just did was already considered obscene."
Jiang Yue: "..."
is it so serious? Wasn't it just that she accidentally touched her twice?
She didn't mean it.
He cares about everything.
Jiang Yue broke the pot and said: "Then just think that I am molesting you."
She stretched out her hands and said, "Go and ask the police to arrest me."
Jiang Yue's wrist is thin and white, like a beautiful jade lotus root, white and moist, with a bit of sweet fragrance hidden inside.
The man pulled her back into his arms again, and the unexpected hug seemed different from every previous hug.
The palm that landed on her waist pressed hard.
It was obvious that he had used strength that he had never experienced before, but his voice was gentle in every possible way, a little cautiously coaxing, and a little cruel, but this unpredictable cruelty seemed to belong only to her. illusion.
She heard him say: "I won't be your teacher anymore."
The warm breath hit her neck, and the skin it touched was like a prairie fire.
She felt hot. Her skin was hot, her heart was too hot, and her blood was too.
Zhou Ji said hoarsely, "Can I continue to be your husband?"
The light in the theater was very dark. Even at a close distance, Jiang Yue seemed to be barely able to see the expression on his face, and it was unclear what he was thinking when he said these words.
Maybe the alcohol is still at play.
Or maybe the scalding temperature burned her brain.
Jiang Yue hugged his neck. She thought about it and said softly but seriously: "You can fall in love."
You can fall in love first.
Try it.
