"Don't you have anything to say to me?" After entering the door, Ge Zijie, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke out, his voice was unreasonably low.

This kind of question is the most deadly. I don't know what is the reason for Ge Zijie's bad mood. An Jing is like a sleepy animal thinking that nothing is appropriate in her mind.

"I should have told you when I asked for leave at noon, but I couldn't tell you first, I'm sorry." After all, Song Fan said that Ge Zijie asked her about her leave at the meeting, so starting from this topic to explain, there should be no mistakes .

Ge Zijie unbuttoned his coat, hung it on the hanger at the entrance, rolled up the sleeves of the sweater to reveal a slender arm, she reached out and pulled the scarf around An Jing's neck, "Who's it?"

All the clothes in An Jing's closet were handpicked by her. It is impossible not to remember this strange scarf, such a fancy style, it is impossible for her to choose to put it in An Jing's closet.

An Jing touched her neck subconsciously, her voice was a little unnatural, "It's... a fan."

"Ah, but I have asked the other party, she will not post my photo on the Internet."

"Untie it." Ge Zijie moved his long legs, sat on the sofa, and looked at An Jing steadily.

An Jing saw that she wanted to have a good conversation with her, so she quickly took the scarf and coat and hung them on the rack, changed into her slippers and went over.

"sit."

Ge Zijie sat in the middle of the sofa, An Jing measured the distance between her left and right, and finally just sat down on the ground, "You tell me."

She bowed her head like a prisoner before being sentenced.

"Do you know what you did wrong?"

Is there soul torture after the fatal question...

"I shouldn't have..." Ge Zijie interrupted before finishing his sentence.

"It has nothing to do with what happened today."

It has nothing to do with what happened today, it was yesterday...

"yesterday--"

"I don't blame you for what happened yesterday."

An Jing completely shut her mouth, she was asking questions, she didn't even give herself a chance to explain.

"That?"

"kiss Me."

An Jing thought that she had a hearing problem, so she stared at Ge Zijie with rounded eyes, but saw her serious expression.

An Jing's guess was right, Ge Zijie didn't want to hear any explanation or apology from her at all, all she could think about was to catch this silly rabbit who was good at running away and punish him.

The second before the black shadow came down, An Jing had already noticed something in her heart. After all, as long as she stared at this person for more than five seconds, everything that happened after that would trigger the alarm.

There was a mess in her head, it was An Jing's voice pulling her thoughts, but the strength on her lips was too real, whether it was the hot breath or the firm strength, they were stripping her reason little by little.

The other party seemed to be aware of her absent-mindedness, and the arm around her waist was even stronger, as if to crush her into his body, even if he didn't say anything, he expressed enough possessiveness.

An Jing put her hands on Ge Zijie's shoulders, trying to tear her away, but she was punished by biting her lower lip. The short pain made her open her tightly closed lips, and the attack was strong. The tongue slipped in like this, and the roof of the teeth was licked one by one. Every time the touch made An Jing shrink back in fear, but the other party stubbornly grabbed the tip of her tongue that was running away, and did not give her a single step back. Opportunity.

In the blink of an eye, An Jing saw the expression on Ge Zijie's face, deep eyebrows and eyes lightly furrowed, focused and charming, as if such a crazy move was just her purposeful attack after careful planning.

Like a domineering invader, everything in his mouth was swept away by the heat of the other party. Su numbness and trembling forced An Jing to change her push and refusal into a support, and she grabbed the hem of Ge Zijie's sweater with all her strength.

"...Director." An Jing frowned impatiently, subconsciously shouted this with tears in her eyes, her voice was soft and waxy.

Ge Zijie's breath stopped, and their lips parted for a while, giving An Jing a chance to breathe.

"Equal." Looking at An Jing's sluggish expression, Ge Zijie continued in a low voice: "If you can't let go because of this, then we are now even, and I hope you will stop talking about this issue. Any evasive behavior towards me."

"..." An Jing had no idea how she would react.

"Answer 'yes' or 'no'."

"it is good."

I thought this would be the end, but I didn't expect Ge Zijie to press down again. This time, the force was much gentler than before. The soft touch touched the lips one by one, making An Jing itchy. She pulled her neck back She flinched a bit, but was chased up and kissed again. The moment she was wrapped in the clear fragrance of Ge Zijie's body, the consciousness of her brain ran away from home.

"I owe you this first." The hoarse and warm voice pressed against the ear, creating vortices, and Ge Zijie pressed his index finger on the skin of An Jing's neck, stroking those ambiguous marks heavily, "You Pay it back later."

While breathing in the fresh air, An Jing thought about Ge Zijie's words in her heart.I owe you, will you pay it back later?What kind of repayment?

Ge Zijie covered Anjing's dark eyes with his palm, and bit her earlobe with his teeth, "Remember what you said yourself, no matter what I do, you won't be disgusted, so I won't apologize to you .”

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