The Days Dominated by the Wife-staring Demon + Spoiler

"Director..." An Jing realized that Ge Zijie was still sitting on the sofa in the living room and hadn't entered the study when she came down.

"Huh?" Ge Zijie glanced at her.

The skin that has just taken a bath is still moist and lustrous, a head of half-wet hair is casually draped on the shoulders, the white short sleeves are dyed transparent, the wide collar reveals two delicate collarbones, and the hem of the clothes is A pair of white and slender legs.

"come over."

An Jing walked towards her, only to realize that tonight's AXSY singing stage was shown on the TV, with a progress bar of just over three minutes, which meant that Ge Zijie had sat down for so long and had watched it at least ten times.

The shoulders were covered with Ge Zijie's coat, "What's wrong with me, I wear short sleeves and dangle around every winter."

An Jing replied to her: "Short sleeves are convenient, it's already April, and the heating in the villa is quite good, so I won't catch a cold."

"It's easy to catch a cold in April when the season changes." Ge Zijie frowned and interrupted her, took An Jing's hand, and helped her roll up the long sleeves, and folded them until An Jing's elbow, before she stopped.

The hem of the dress was long enough to just cover the middle of her thighs, covering the shorts and making it look like she was wearing no pants.

Ge Zijie looked away, "What are you doing up so late?"

"Secretary Tang said you didn't eat dinner..." An Jing followed Ge Zijie to look at the TV screen, just in time to see the part where she was pulling his tie, and remembered the enthusiastic and bold comments of those netizens, her face turned red, "So I'm going to take a look at the kitchen Is there any ingredients, I will make you a meal."

Ge Zijie raised his eyelids to look at her. An Jing, who had removed her makeup, had no strong eye makeup, her skin was transparent, she looked cute and fair, and she was not aggressive at all. She felt a little itchy in her heart, and wanted to hold her in her arms and kiss her hard. Take a sip, and then watch her blushing and panting, her mood will be strangely improved.

An Jing is so familiar with this look, every time Ge Zijie looks at her like this, she feels like a prey that has been stripped and pressed on the chopping board, "Well... If you are not used to my food, I will help you Go out and buy."

"It's so late, where are you going to buy it?" Ge Zijie rubbed An Jing's soft palm, and said softly, "Go ahead, I can eat whatever you want."

The ingredients in the refrigerator are more abundant than expected. It seems that the kitchen aunt will fill them regularly, but there seems to be no leftovers left, and it is too slow to re-cook now.

An Jing poked her head out of the refrigerator, "Director, do you want some noodles?"

"Ah."

It's just that it's easy to finish cooking the noodles, and it just so happens that An Jing is also hungry, so she plans to cook a bowl for herself by the way.

After washing the side dishes, dicing the meat, and adding the broth that my aunt has stewed and put in the refrigerator, the configuration of this bowl of noodles is not too bad.

An Jing learned to cook very early, and often cooks for Anyang, so she is very skilled in operating the cooking table.

Ge Zijie watched TV on the spot for a while, and finally turned his gaze to the kitchen behind.

The thin back is seriously engaged in the work in hand, and the action of chopping vegetables is very neat. It seems that he has done this kind of thing since he was a child.

He deliberately walked lightly, and walked behind An Jing quietly.

An Jing was tearing up the baby vegetables in her hand, completely oblivious to the person standing behind her.

Ge Zijie lowered his eyes, and his gaze stayed on An Jing's exposed snow-white nape. The ambiguous expression in his eyes became more and more intense. He couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed An Jing's thin waist unsteadily.

Immediately, Ge Zijie noticed that the body in his arms became stiff, and a trace of interest flashed across his calm eyes, and changed from a light kiss to a sucking, biting the white jade-like earlobe viciously with his sharp teeth, and gently teasing with the tip of his tongue, Satisfied to see that An Jing's ears were red.

"Director?" An Jing stopped what she was doing.

Ge Zijie pulled away slightly, and instead pinched An Jing's earlobe with his fingers to play with. The warm and soft touch from his fingertips brought a smile to her eyes, "Huh?"

Such a girl who becomes so shy after being teased casually, where did she find the courage to tease herself proactively before.

Seeing that An Jing didn't ask the next question, Ge Zijie spoke thoughtfully.

"Go ahead and don't pay attention to me."

An Jing closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and almost couldn't help throwing out the thoughts in her heart.

How could I not care about you like this!

I had no choice but to continue tearing off half of the baby cabbage, the noodles in the pot were almost cooked, An Jing bent down to hook the bowl on the left, and the loose hem followed this movement to reveal a part of her waist.

The people behind him knew how to seize the opportunity. A pair of hands with thin calluses just sneaked in and stuck firmly on the lower abdomen.

She twisted her body slightly as a resistance, but Ge Zijie hugged her even harder, buried her head on her shoulder and bit her.

"Can you leave no traces..." An Jing shrank her shoulders, she had noticed last time that Ge Zijie seemed to be extra persistent in this kind of thing, "It's a bit difficult to cover up the words behind."

The person next to his ear chuckled, his chest against his back was vibrating, and he exhaled hot air on the side of his neck. Ge Zijie said, "Then just leave no trace?"

No, that's not how it is said.

After speaking, Ge Zijie broke An Jing's chin, and pecked her lips lightly, which was lighter than any previous kiss, but it made An Jing even more throbbing.