President he is paranoid

"Yes." He stretched out his hand proactively, which made Xia Qi suddenly feel that he was the Little Red Riding Hood waiting to be slaughtered, and she was the big bad wolf who wanted to eat him.

When she tied his hands to the bedposts on both sides, looking at him lying on the bed, the words "beautiful and delicious" flashed in Xia Qi's mind.

Force him?This was something she had never thought about before.But now, he is giving her this chance.Did he want to understand her discomfort and powerlessness at that time?

Use his own way of understanding to get closer to her and understand her?Now Xia Qi feels as if she understands Jun Jinyan more and more.

Many times, it is no longer like before, even if I look into his eyes, I still can't figure out what he is thinking.Now she can gradually see some of his thoughts through his eyes.Or he was actively releasing certain emotions into his eyes so that she could see clearly.

Xia Qi raised her hand, gently stroked Jun Jinyan's forehead hair, and brushed his fingers over his plump and smooth forehead, "Aren't you afraid that you will feel uncomfortable for a while?"

"Not afraid." There was no worry or fear in his eyes.

"If you are really uncomfortable, just call me and tell me." Xia Qi said, although she would be curious about how he was actively invaded by her, unable to resist, but she was really worried that he would be very uncomfortable.

"Okay." He answered.

Her lips gently kissed his forehead, then moved to his ear, stretched out the tip of her tongue, and gently touched his earlobe.

His body began to tremble slightly, and the base of his ears began to turn red, and immediately, this layer of scarlet color began to spread on his fair skin.Just as she knew his sensitive points, she knew his.It's just that she hasn't understood the other person's body as thoroughly as he did.

When the two of them are in bed, most of the time, he still takes the initiative, while she often just bears it passively.

And now, maybe it is a good opportunity.

Xia Qi couldn't help thinking that when she and Xiao Xu were chatting together before, they also discussed the issue of men's sensitivity.At that time, the two of them chattered, each quoted some knowledge from reading novels and TV dramas, and then gave examples of which parts of a man would have a chemical reaction when touched.

Come to think of it, it really happened for a while.When men discuss women, women also discuss men.

Xia Qi fumbled to untie the clothes on Jun Jinyan's body, pressed and stroked his body with her fingers, and then observed his body's reaction.

As for him, his breathing began to become rough and rapid.The body instinctively wants to get more, but because his hands are bound, he can't hug her with both hands as usual, or even press her under him.

This is a feeling of powerlessness, but the difference is that he has always liked her touch, but she used to hate his touch.When she was forcibly suppressed by him, was this feeling of powerlessness completely filled with disgust?But even if he hates it, he is powerless to resist.

Jun Jinyan's eyes fell on Xia Qi who was leaning over him, feeling her fingers touching his body one by one, giving him wave after wave of stimulation.

As if she was developing his body, she stroked every inch of his skin carefully.Every time she touched a certain part of him, it would make him tremble, and she would touch it several times until a moan rolled out of his throat.

"Jinyan, do you know? Your voice is very nice." When that clear and cold voice with almost no ups and downs in normal speech becomes hoarse, whispering, and difficult to hide your emotions, it will be particularly touching. .

There was a misty look in his eyes, and the skin on his body had turned into a magnificent rose color.The thin lips were slightly parted, and Yu Wang underneath had been raised high, looking a bit ferocious.

She naturally knew that at this moment, his desire had reached its peak, she raised her left hand, her fingers encircled his desire, and began to move up and down, but when his desire was about to be released, Buckled his top so that he couldn't shoot it out.

His panting became heavier, his face was flushed with blush, and his clear face was distorted but gorgeous at the moment.

"Qiqi..." he murmured, his body tensed, his hands instinctively trying to exert force, trying to break free from the shackles of the tie.But after a while, he abruptly stopped all his struggles, and only clenched his hands tightly into fists to restrain himself.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Xia Qi asked.

"It's okay... just keep going." He replied with some effort. Beads of sweat were dripping on his forehead, and even his eyelashes were stained with water, which made her confused for a moment. Is it his sweat, or the mist overflowing from his eyes because of unbearable.

With him like this, how could she continue?Xia Qi let go of her hand, supported Jun Jinyan's huge body, and put it into her body.

His expression was full of shock and surprise in joy, as if he didn't understand why she would do this.

While moving her body, Xia Qi leaned forward, untied the tie that bound his hand, and opened his clenched hand with his fingers.

In his palm, there is a deep nail print. If she removes it later, will his nails directly cut the palm?

Xia Qi lowered her head and kissed the palm of Qinjun Jinyan, "Because I can't bear it, I don't want to continue."

He looked at her fixedly, "Did you hate me because I always forced you?"

She pushed back the hair on his forehead, and didn't lie to him, "It was really annoying at that time...but...not anymore now." Some parts of the two were tightly intertwined Together, her softness envelops his scorching heat, and her voice rippling in the air along with her panting.

He turned over, pressed her under him, clasped her waist with his hands, and bumped into her body one after another, but this bump was a little cautious, but more gentle.

And this kind of tenderness seemed to melt people's hearts, making her feel more thrilled while being accompanied by the pleasure brought about by physical stimulation.

"Qiqi, I won't force you in the future, and I won't do anything you hate." Beads of sweat on his face snaked down his jaw and dripped on her chest.

"So, don't hate me anymore, and don't hate me any more." He said in a hoarse voice, and his pupils were full of her.