The next second, he bit her lips.
With possessiveness and punishment, I want to make her feel pain.
LiShuang frowned and wanted to dodge.
ShenJi pressed his palm on the back of her head until he tasted a hint of blood. He completely suppressed his black eyelashes and rubbed her into his arms, wantonly disrupting her breathing.
LiShuang had no control over the initiative at all, and even her responses were passive.
I just felt his breath being taken away bit by bit.
…
ShenJi pulled his hand away and let her go: "Go take a shower and change your clothes, they are dirty."
LiShuang's cheeks flushed, and she clung to his arms bonelessly, breathing heavily.
"Wait a minute, I'll take it easy."
ShenJi supported her back, put his arms through her legs, and stood up straight.
LiShuang: "My shoes fell off..."
ShenJi glanced at the sofa, and his lustful voice sounded above her head: "Hold me."
LiShuang put her arms around his neck.
ShenJi bent down, held her in one hand, freed his hand, hooked his fingertips over her slippers, and turned to walk towards the bathroom.
LiShuang was still a little worried.
After all, this was last night's battlefield.
ShenJi placed her on the sink, resting his palms on the surface, lowering his body to look at her. The black hair scattered casually on his forehead made him feel more relaxed than usual.
"I said I don't want you tonight, why are you so nervous?"
LiShuang's cheeks were still flushed, and she pursed her lips speechlessly: [Oh oh oh, then chop off that hand! ]
ShenJi flicked her forehead with his fingertips, and glanced at her casually while drying his hands.
"Finish your shower early and come out. If you disturb my sleep, I'll throw you out."
LiShuang watched his back as he left and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
BaJie has gone offline. I don't know if he is tired or relaxed, but he doesn't want to think about anything right now.
She took a shower, wrapped in a bath towel and went out, glaring at the man on the bed with his eyes closed.
[Don't even give me a set of pajamas! ]
ShenJi listened to the rustling sounds in the room and her struggle in the cloakroom.
[The pink one looks good. ]
[But white fabric feels more comfortable. ]
[Why not go with black, simple and conservative. ]
[Forget it, I'll just wear lotus-colored silk. ]
ShenJi lay flat on his back, the corners of his lips slightly raised.
She has so many messy thoughts in her mind every day, even things that make her angry.
Sometimes it's cute.
In fact, it's very cute when girls think about what to eat, what to buy, what to play and what to wear every day.
LiShuang didn't know what he was thinking. She adjusted the sleeping light and lay down carefully.
Before I could cover myself with the quilt, my waist felt tighter and I was pulled back a distance, with my back pressed against a warm chest.
LiShuang covered herself with the quilt uncertainly: "Did I disturb you?"
ShenJi rested his chin on the crook of her neck: "Well, the pajamas are very nice."
LiShuang could still feel his fingertips gently pinching the corner of her pajamas and rubbing the fabric, making a soft sound.
"Thanks."
LiShuang leaned in his arms and fell asleep for the first time on her own accord. His embrace was very warm...
The warmth is unreal.
In the middle of the night, LiShuang turned over to face him, snuggled into his arms, and put her arms around his waist, fearing that he would run away.
ShenJi never had a deep sleep. He raised his palm and then placed it on her back, his chin rubbing her hair.
"What do you want to do?"
The magnetic and hoarse voice seems particularly sexy in the quiet night.
"Don't go..." LiShuang rubbed her forehead against his chest, her mumbling in her sleep difficult to hear clearly.
ShenJi moved some distance away and looked at her with his neck bent. Her eyes were still closed, her brows slightly wrinkled, and she seemed to be sleeping very uneasily.
It turned out to be a dream.
ShenJi was somewhat curious about her experience and who the person was that she couldn't bear to leave behind in her dream.
He placed his palm on the side of her neck, and gently stroked the contour of her cheek with his fingertips: "Who did you see?"
LiShuang did not answer his question, but just hugged him tighter.
She can't catch it...
It was almost impossible to catch the woman in the coat and the suitcase.
"Shuangshuang is very good... please don't leave me..."
ShenJi was strangled by her and had difficulty breathing. He frowned, rubbed the hair on the back of her head with his palm, and his voice was so calm that it blended into the night.
"Have you ever been abandoned?"
No one responded to his question. In the watery night, the breathing of the two people became particularly clear.
The first ray of light in the morning shines through the gap in the curtains and lies across the thin quilt when no one is paying attention.
LiShuang opened her eyes and felt the warmth in her arms.
She slowly pulled her hand back, and ShenJi's arm around her waist tightened, his chest resonating with a hoarse voice.
"Don't move, sleep a little longer."
LiShuang leaned against his chest and blinked, the tips of her long eyelashes brushing the skin of his collarbone.
"Second Master, I have to see my friend."
ShenJi closed his eyes: "I will have someone make a training plan for her and arrange the time. If she can't stick to it, I will let her go."
LiShuang did not refute his words.
After all, when you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
ShenJi suddenly turned over, with his palms resting on the mattress beside her.
LiShuang looked at him in a daze.
ShenJi put his arm under her waist and used a little force to lift her up a little.
"LiShuang, what am I in your heart?"
"Hmm?" LiShuang opened her eyes wide in surprise and looked at his eyes that were looking down at her. Their eyes were deep and seemed to carry some other indescribable emotions.
"Second Master, why are you asking this?"
ShenJi looked at her face as she just woke up. It was rich in color, yet clean and pure, which made her look alluring.
"You just have to answer."
LiShuang fluttered her eyelashes, her eyes moved from his eyebrows along the bridge of his nose to his lips, and finally stopped at his eyebrows, throwing the topic back to him.
"What do you think I am?"
ShenJi's lips moved, but he didn't give an answer immediately. His brows furrowed and harsh words came out of his mouth.
"You have no right to bargain with me. I ask, and you answer."
LiShuang curled her lips lightly, her eyes that seemed to be filled with stars were filled with indifference, and her voice was hoarse after just waking up.
"A man who is superior to other men in Jiangcheng. He is handsome, rich, generous, and powerful."
ShenJi's eyes were deep: "Then why are you lying under this man? What are you greedy for?"
LiShuang raised her eyelashes slightly, looked straight into his eyes, and smiled sweetly.
"If possible, can I covet your money today?"
ShenJi turned over and sat on the edge of the bed, too lazy to talk to her.
LiShuang looked at his back, which had tiny scratches left by herself, adding a touch of charm to his perfectly muscular body.
ShenJi put on his shirt and while buttoning it, he turned around and looked at the woman who was still lying there indifferently, looking down at her condescendingly.
"How much?"
LiShuang raised her head and rested her head higher: "The more the better."
As ShenJi walked to the bathroom to wash up, he said, "I'll go get it from Bai Ze later."
Listening to his cold voice, LiShuang leaned into the quilt with her head tilted to the side and her hands resting on the bed.
[Dog man, you are acting weird today. ]
BaJie prompts online: [Master, what's wrong with him? ]
LiShuang closed her eyes, preparing to take a while before getting up, feeling lazy in her heart.
[Nothing, I guess he has a few special days every month. If I fall asleep, he will call me in an hour...]
ShenJi came out of the bathroom and stood leisurely in the distance watching her.
More sunlight came in. I was lying on the bed that belonged to me, in my favorite dark four-piece suit. Curled up in the quilt I was used to was a woman whom I had just met but who I felt very familiar with.
He took out a cigarette, put it between his lips, turned and left the room.