Fallen by the Pillow: The Five Years of Being Occupied

Zhuang Licheng finally managed to control himself, and moved away with a bit of embarrassment, but her graceful, bumpy figure was still in a trance in his mind.

Unexpectedly, at such a young age, Lin Jiyue's figure was already so irritating, which made him, who was full of blood, feel an inconsolable hotness in his body.

"Why aren't you wearing clothes?" His voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't look at her again.

"I just... didn't find it." Lin Jiyue said in a low voice, blushing up to her ears.

Only then did Zhuang Licheng remember that when he took her to the bathroom just now, he forgot to bring her a change of clothes.

"Go to the closet in my room and find something to change." After Zhuang Licheng finished speaking, he turned and left the room.

Hearing the sound of his distant footsteps, Lin Jiyue breathed a sigh of relief.

She walked out the door gently and came to Zhuang Licheng's bedroom. He was not there. Lin Jiyue opened his closet, and it was full of men's clothes, neatly arranged, and there was nothing she could wear.

In desperation, she hesitated to pick up a white shirt from him, which was the only way to cover her body at present.

She unbuttoned the top two white buttons, and put it on herself like a dress, just covering her knees.

Lin Jiyue tiptoed out of the bedroom and walked downstairs along the stairs. Zhuang Licheng was leaning on the sofa, drinking another glass of red wine in his hand.

When he turned his head and saw Lin Jiyue, he was stunned.

She is wearing a large shirt of her own. What is amazing is that her two snow-white long legs are dazzling. Because the shirt is short to her knees, the whole leg is exposed, and the looming softness of her chest is raised high. , let Zhuang Licheng's extinguished desire rise again.

"Shit!" Zhuang Licheng growled dryly, trying his best to suppress his swelling desire.

Does this woman know how attractive she is now? Damn it, is she here to seduce him on purpose?

Looking at Lin Jiyue's harmless expression, Zhuang Licheng didn't know if she was really stupid, or if she was ignorant in some way, looking at her lips, made him hot and restless.

Zhuang Lichang stretched and pulled her into his arms, hugged her slender waist domineeringly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Why are you dressed like this?"

The warm breath hit Lin Jiyue's neck directly, making her body tremble and lean back slightly. Zhuang Licheng's warm lips were burned on her neck like sparks, which felt both itchy and numb.

She couldn't help stretching out her small hand to push his head, and murmured: "Senior Zhuang, don't, don't do this..."

"You smell so good!" Zhuang Licheng took a deep breath of the scent on her body, it was still the milky fragrance, very clear and pure, different from the perfumes deliberately applied on the women around him, this is a natural body fragrance.

He couldn't help but took two more puffs.

Lin Jiyue bit her lower lip shyly, being so close to Zhuang Licheng, a feeling like an electric shock spread all over her body, causing her to groan softly.

When Zhuang Licheng heard her forbearance, his lower body suddenly swelled up. He held her willow waist lightly, opened her legs and sat on him.

Lin Jiyue's blushing flushed to the back of her neck by this sitting posture, she hastily pushed his body away, and cried out in fear: "Senior, let me go..."