The Days Dominated by the Wife-staring Demon + Spoiler

This mouth was too reckless and An Jing didn't have much skill and experience, her teeth collided together, Ge Zijie's lips seemed to be cut, An Jing could faintly taste some blood.

"I..." An Jing backed away apologetically, and said only apologetic words, and was pulled back by an arm around her waist.

"You should know what the consequences of doing this kind of thing to me are." Ge Zijie watched the flames in her eyes burn fiercely, with some blood stains on her lips, her voice was unbearably hoarse.

"I know." An Jing summoned up the courage to look back at her. At this moment, she felt that it would be okay to be swallowed up by those deep eyes.

Supporting Ge Zijie's shoulder with her hands, An Jing lightened the pressure this time, and pressed a kiss on the broken lips again. She was so devout, "I am willing."

Pay back, she counted silently in her heart.

Even if it was her wishful thinking, even if Ge Zijie was only interested in her on a whim like outsiders said, An Jing wanted to seize this moment, her reputation was far less important than this person.

The palms of Ge Zijie's hands on An Jing's waist were so hot that a crack was cut through the hardest rock, and her expression was no longer as calm as before.

But An Jing's offensive didn't stop there. She straightened her upper body, leaned close to Ge Zijie's ear, and used the opponent's usual tricks to ask softly like a cat: "Do you still want me?"

The air was silent for a second, as if there could be the sound of something being torn apart. Ge Zijie picked up the girl who was lighting a fire next to his ear, opened the door of the lounge with one hand, and pressed the girl onto the bed without turning on the light.

The darkness prevented An Jing's vision from being clear enough, but she stretched out her hand in Ge Zijie's direction exactly as if she had set up a sensor, wrapped her neck around her, and tightened it.

Hearing this, Ge Zijie's last sliver of self-control was gone, and the scorching flames burned all over her body. She freed up a hand and loosened the tie around her neck.

Putting his hands together, the slightly sweaty palms from nervousness pressed against the back of Ge Zijie's hands, and completely removed the bow tie for her.

Ge Zijie's eyes finally adapted to the darkness, and when he got closer, he could clearly see An Jing's pair of trembling eyelashes and the bright eyes covered by them from the faint light, hitting directly into her eyes like that.

"You have to think clearly, I will not apologize for what I did next."

The arms hooked around her neck tightened, Ge Zijie could feel An Jing's fingers trembling slightly, she sighed and wanted to pull away, but was pulled down again, a light touch touched the center of her forehead, An Jing The shallow breath is a little warm.

"Hmm." An Jing's voice was originally soft, but now it has a tone that is deliberately weak, and it is outrageously well-behaved.

Ge Zijie took An Jing's hand, put it on his crotch, held the back of her head, and said in a low voice, "You kissed the wrong place."

In the next second, An Jing's lips were bitten. Instead of resisting, she tentatively stretched out her tongue and touched it. Ge Zijie paused, and his strength in holding her hand became stronger, and the strong touch was tinged with sweetness. The sweet smell of blood flooded into the mouth, and every soft place was captured.

The familiar feeling swept An Jing's brain again, and Ge Zijie's attack this time was particularly urgent, as if it was a gate that had been suppressed for a long time and finally broke out. Suddenly, the rushing water gushed out, making An Jing dizzy.

Her fingers tugged at the shirt on Ge Zijie's back, hooking it weakly. An Jing was worried that she would lie down if she loosened her strength, but that point of support was quickly removed. She could only cling her palms to Ge Zijie's smooth back, He didn't dare to use force, for fear of scratching her with his nails.

Ge Zijie sensed An Jing's scruples, put him on the bed, kissed him intermittently, and slid down his neck...

When she posted it, An Jing's eyes widened, her body tensed up, and she quickly covered Ge Zijie's face with her hands, "Don't!"

Ge Zijie smiled, his voice was so soft that An Jing began to doubt her hearing.

The ears are numb and hot.

"It's okay." Ge Zijie turned his face, kissed An Jing's palm, and finally traced her palm with the tip of his tongue.

An Jing's palm was itchy, she retracted it, and when she realized it again, the malicious attacker had already succeeded.

The thigh muscles seemed to lose strength, and the separated knees trembled at irregular frequencies. An Jing bit her lips tightly, but she couldn't stop the unbearable nasal sound, and the pillowcase she was grabbing with her left hand was about to be torn apart.

Ge Zijie freed up a hand, exerted a little force on An Jing's lips, and tilted her mouth open.

"Um... Zijie..." An Jing took a sudden breath, raised her upper body uncontrollably, and shed some tears from the corners of her closed eyes.

"I'm here." He reached out to wipe off the teardrops hanging on An Jing's eyelashes, and put them in his mouth, feeling slightly bitter.

When all the surging aura in the darkness calmed down, An Jing's brain was still groggy.

The skin is close to the skin, and the touch on the skin is as smooth as fine silk, and the sound of Ge Zijie's breathing is next to her ear, and she knows even if she doesn't look at her, that pair of light-colored eyes must be staring at her at this time.

Suddenly, the screen of the phone she dropped aside lit up, and it turned out to be an incoming text message.

The other party thoughtfully stated the origin of the money, An Jing turned to look at Ge Zijie, just in time to find that she was also looking at herself, "That script..."