The Days Dominated by the Wife-staring Demon + Spoiler

"Do it like that day." Ge Zijie unbuttoned his neckline, revealing his slender neck. He pressed down, and the finger he pulled out from his wet mouth just now stroked An Jing's luǒ.lu's skin, repeating that sentence again, "I want you."

This is her own treasure, and Ge Zijie will never allow it to be peeped and defiled by others. If the gradual consequence is to lose her, Ge Zijie would rather give up the useless gentleman's etiquette and be a villain who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

"Wait..." An Jing opened her mouth, and Ge Zijie sealed her mouth. This feeling was too familiar to her, the fusion of madness and excessive enthusiasm, as if she would be torn apart by this person in the next second.

With the bed board stuck behind her, An Jing had no way to retreat, she was wiped clean by the opponent's fiery lips and tongue, and now even her breathing became difficult.

Ge Zijie bent his knees, pressed between An Jing's legs, and moved forward aggressively. He pressed his palms against her lower abdomen and walked downstream, "Say you won't leave."

"Ge Zijie!" A strange touch came from a part of her body that had never been touched by outsiders. An Jing was startled, and regardless of whether it would hurt Ge Zijie's right hand, she pushed her away with all her strength, and rolled to the ground with all her inertia. .

This was the first time she called Ge Zijie's name by name. After calling it, even she was startled.

Long loose hair hung in front of her eyes, and the clothes on her body were also crumpled. An Jing breathed heavily, brushing away the hair that blocked her view, and looked at the face of the person above.

Ge Zijie's eyes were piercingly cold. It had been a long time since An Jing had seen her show such an expression, as if... this is what she looks like when she is really angry.

"As long as it can benefit you, no matter who it is?"

"What did you say..." An Jing raised her eyes and asked in a trembling voice.

"Is it because I didn't give you enough?" Ge Zijie raised her chin, his fingers were as strong as cast iron, forcing An Jing to meet his eyes impartially, "Don't give it to you, I can give it to you." Multiply it and send it to you, you are so smart, why can’t you even do this multiple-choice question.”

An Jing understood completely now, Ge Zijie's words shattered her last illusion, she raised her hand to wipe away her tears, gritted her teeth and replied, "Have you always missed me so much?"

"It's because of these things that I care about you. It's because of these things that I am obviously distressed to death, but I can't delete your appearance from my head. It's because of these things..." The more I talk, the more the gate of the tear gland becomes tighter. Vulnerable, An Jing stopped, took a deep breath, and replied with a trembling voice, "Do you really think it's because of these things that I did such an intimate thing to you?"

No matter how the company's gossip was spread, no matter how vicious Yuan Qin used to slander, An Jing always felt that as long as Ge Zijie wouldn't bother her, she would learn not to care about it, but she never thought that even Ge Zijie himself thought of herself that way.

The eyes of An Jing holding back the tears are like a defeated loser who has nothing but gritted his teeth to maintain his last dignity, disappointment, pain... and the heartbreak that made Ge Zijie unable to breathe.

Ge Zijie was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that he had said such cruel words under the instigation of anger.

She instinctively controlled herself very well, but those control powers completely failed in that strange feeling. She could only admit that Mo Yan's phone call had more influence on her than she expected. Be big.

No matter how strong a person is, there are weaknesses. Ge Zijie surrounded her in a way that An Jing couldn't refuse, and he never worried that if all these external conditions were erased, the girl in front of him would leave.

"I'm sorry." Ge Zijie let go of his hand, put it on his forehead, and apologized in a low voice, "Don't take what I said to heart."

An Jing lowered her head and silently arranged her clothes, buttoning them one by one from bottom to top, all the way to the top one, firmly covering all the spring light.

"That person Mo Yan has no good intentions, don't get too close to her."

"I know, I will pay attention to keeping a distance from her, and I have absolutely no intention of changing jobs."

She took a deep breath, suppressed the trembling of her body, and said: "I just want to pay off what I owe you earlier, so that I won't always stay in AW and AXSY in a guilty state. ...Here, with those things, I can never say aloud that I do this for the love of it."

Speaking of the suffocating silence in the room, Ge Zijie gritted his teeth, wanting to reach out and hug the person who was about to bury his head in the ground, but he was afraid of hurting her again.

"Please don't have any negative suspicions. I don't have that kind of relationship with Mr. Mo, and I definitely don't have such dirty thoughts about you. I'm sorry, I did that to you before." An Jing pulled it out of her backpack. A box, handed to Ge Zijie, "This is a gift, thank you for your trust in me and the opportunity, I was able to get to this point."

Seeing An Jing like this, Ge Zijie knew that she was really in a hurry.

Ge Zijie reached out to take it, gently held An Jing's hand, and looked at her seriously, "Listen to me, I don't mean to look down on you, I know you are not a person with impure goals, otherwise you were in the coffee shop. , you will not refuse my invitation."

"I lost control and said those words just now. It doesn't mean that those are my real thoughts. It's my...my problem. I apologize to you again." Her voice was extremely comforting, as if she was worried that if her voice was too heavy, it would hurt her. hurt her.