Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"Wake up?" The man's voice was low and deep, with a strong sneer, falling on her ear.

Hearing this sound, her eyelashes shuddered, and she opened her eyes again, still thinking she was dreaming.

"Ji Shi Ting?" she began confused.

Her response was a sneer from the man, and then she felt that the man's big palm supported her buttocks and scared her sober.

"Wait, wait!" She hurriedly extended her hands against his chest, stammering, "You, why are you here again!"

also?

Hearing this word, Ji Shiting's face was even colder, but the gloomy eyes seemed to be filled with anger, or desire.

His body was heavy!

Ye Shengge's pupils suddenly enlarged, and the painful ones could only breathe desperately, and no sound could be heard for a while.

...

The woman's body is obviously not ready yet, so instinctively rejects him.

Ji Shiting's throat is constantly rolling.

His muscles were all tense, and he tried to go further. The woman in the lower body whimpered, clutching his arm tightly with both hands, and his pale face was full of pain.

Ji Shiting breathed out a low breath, and a scorching big palm burned on her small abdomen, walking with a thin cocoon's fingertips and swirling down. The effect of doing this was immediate, and Ye Shengge immediately With an unbearable hum, the original stiff body also relaxed slightly.

Her eyelashes flickered, almost instinctively explaining: "I'm not...I accidentally fell asleep, not intentionally not calling you..."

The woman's soft and soft voice actually made his desire more exuberant. Ji Shiting's throat overflowed with a few hoarse chuckles. He drew her closer, twisted slowly, and looked at her condescendingly.

"Really?" He smiled lowly, and his hoarse voice made Ye Shengge's scalp tingle.

"Yes..." She uttered the word tremblingly, "You... Don't be angry, OK..."

"So, you didn't shut it down intentionally?" He exhaled, his voice almost soft.

Ye Shengge opened his mouth, speechless.

If she dared to say yes, she was really insulting the man's IQ.

Seeing the men's dull eyes gradually revealing a touch of red, Ye Shengge almost instinctively hooked his neck and took the initiative to send his lips.

...

This incident was particularly exhausting, probably driven by fear. Ye Shengge never took the initiative to kiss his lips and chin, and from time to time he bit his throat, making up his mind to let him The anger turned into **** and let it out completely.

Ji Shiting couldn't stand her flick, almost tossing her to death, and at the end, both were sweating.

Ji Shiting was slightly better, but Ye Shengge was exceptionally embarrassed. She was lying on the bed weakly, gasping continuously, her eyes blind, her long hair wet with sweat, sticking to her cheeks and undulating chest On the top, even a strand of hair exudes a charming and delicate air.

Ji Shiting took him into his arms, and his already calm breathing was irregular.

Ye Shengge opened his eyes and saw the dark color that was familiar to his eyes, embracing him with fear.

"Don't..." She was angry, and her hoarse voice sounded pitiful. "I really can't do it anymore, so please worry about me..."