Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 3572 I'm not always like this

Josnian had a good figure, and Ye Jiaqi liked to touch him.

"Jiaqi, only you can touch me like this, exclusive treatment, how does it feel?" Josnian whispered in her ear hoarsely.

"Very good." Ye Jiaqi knew that he wanted her to praise her.

But the feel...is really good.

President Qiao belongs to the type who looks thin when he wears clothes, and looks fleshy when he takes off his clothes. He usually wears a suit, and no one can tell how good his figure is.

And now Josnian belongs to her alone.

On the bed, his favorite thing is to kiss her, and she only belongs to him.

Gradually, Ye Jiaqi's eyes became a little blurred, as if he was drowning in the clouds and forgot himself.

Josnian's skills were getting better and better. With him, Ye Jiaqi enjoyed endless pleasure, and he took good care of her emotions.

When the love was strong, Josnian bit her earlobe: "Jiaqi, do you like it?"

Ye Jiaqi didn't have room to think, and wrapped his arms around his waist: "Si Nian... Si Nian..."

Josnian loved her tenderness so much, under the bedside lamp, both of them were in a blurred state, like glue.

After it was over, Josnian let her go, but he refused to let go, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Ye Jiaqi was so tired that he couldn't speak, he couldn't even open his eyes, and let him manipulate him.

This time, Josnian obediently took measures, not daring to forget again.

"Jiaqi, do you love me?" All men are virtuous and like to listen to these words in bed, and Josnian is no exception.

Where did Ye Jiaqi have any strength, he said hoarsely, "Love...love so much that I can't extricate myself..."

"Really?"

"real."

"Do you still want it? As long as you ask, I will satisfy you."

"You...you big-headed ghost." Ye Jiaqi's back was aching, and he buried his head in the socket of his neck.

"I haven't touched you for many days." Josnian was aggrieved, rubbing his ears together.

"That's why you... tortured me to death?" Ye Jiaqi was out of breath, crying until his voice became hoarse, beast, bandit.

"No?" Josnian refused to admit, "I'm not always like this."

Ye Jiaqi: "..."

Is this to praise oneself, or to praise oneself?
Ye Jiaqi was too tired to raise his hands, so he crawled into Josnian's arms, moving like a kitten, "No more... Tired."

"Well, then sleep peacefully, I'll hold you." Josnian stroked her long hair, "I won't move around anymore."

"keep your word."

"of course."

"Josnian...you always beat me to death with all your might, do I have any grudge against you?" Ye Jiaqi was angry.

"Don't like it? If you don't like it, then don't do it next time."

"..." Ye Jiaqi was silent, and after a while he said shamelessly, "I like it."

His face turned red again.

Such an extremely joyful enjoyment, she...could she not like it?
Josnian bent his lips with an expression of "I knew it".

Ye Jiaqi nestled in his arms, motionless, letting him hold her. She didn't know what time it was, anyway, Josnian's time was not short every time.

In a daze, she slowly fell asleep in his arms, safe and secure.

On Monday the next day, Qiao's had a regular meeting, and Josnian went to the group early in the morning.

She knew when he was getting dressed, but she was too tired to move, and she just squinted at him under the warm quilt.

Seen from the back, Josnian was tall and slender. He was wild and modest when he was not wearing clothes, but he looked much more refined and elegant when he was wearing clothes.

He picked out a white shirt and put it on.

(End of this chapter)