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Ji Youyan's fans were naturally dissatisfied, and at noon, the anti-black team directly added Jingxiu, the sub-skin account of the support club, to the anti-blacklist and punched in to report. This time, Jingxiu's fans were completely blown up, and the two sides were torn apart. The incident fermented into the evening, and the names of Ji Youyan and Jingxiu were once again linked to "real-time rising hot spots".
Jiang Chun and Wei Yizhen both urgently contacted the top management of the support club to quell the situation, but it did not work for a while. Ji Youyan has been swiping Weibo on the way back to the hotel after work.
She watched the blood and rain in the entire Weibo Square, as if she saw the situation where her fans and Jingxiu fans quarreled many years ago.
Physically and mentally exhausted.
No matter what she does, it's impossible for Jingxiu's fans to be forever satisfied with her, right?
When she got out of the elevator, she automatically connected to the Internet again, and saw a WeChat message pop up. It was a message from the system: Jingxiu sent a circle of friends to remind her to watch it.
Ji Youyan was refreshed, Axiu came back? !
She opened it nervously, and what she saw was a half-length photo of Jingxiu—Jingxiu's slender fingers pulled half of the suit open, artificially revealing her curvy upper body... and the left inner pocket of the suit. On the inner bag, a bracelet is half in the bag and half exposed in the air.
Ji Youyan saw at a glance that it was the bracelet she gave to Jingxiu.
The text is accompanied by: you are here.
Ji Youyan was stunned for a few seconds, and the smile gradually spread from his eyes. Did Jingxiu use this method to comfort her mistake?
She is not the one because of the microphone, but this bracelet, which is always on Jingxiu's heart.
Ji Youyan's heart was overwhelmed with warmth. She gave Jingxiu a thumbs up, and then pretended to easily poked her and sent an emoticon package made by her screenshot: "Pretty sister, please step on me with your long legs.jpg" This is a photo of Jingxiu wearing a suit and taking the stage.
Jingxiu yelled at her, "boring."
After a pause, she added: "Don't think too much, it's all right."
Ji Youyan listened to her smiling voice, and finally let out a low laugh. All the anguish in her heart dissipated, replaced by a sense of stability and satisfaction.
Regardless of whether Axiu's fans are dissatisfied with her, Axiu is by her side, fighting side by side with her.
Ji Youyan stood at the door of the room and replied to Jingxiu with a soft voice: "Okay, I don't want too much."
"I just want you."
Jingxiu didn't respond for a few seconds, Ji Youyan thought she was shy, so he wanted to cool himself on purpose, so he took the room card and swiped the door first.
She entered the door, and before she had time to put the key card in the card slot to turn on the light, a shadow appeared in the darkness.
Ji Youyan was startled, and before he could react, he smelled a familiar scent on the tip of his nose.
Her heart suddenly calmed down and she was ecstatic. She closed the door and quickly walked up to her, hugging the figure into her arms, but instead made Jingxiu groan in a low voice.
"Why aren't you panicking?" Jingxiu leaned against Ji Youyan's arms, slightly annoyed.
Ji Youyan buried her face in Jingxiu's neck, and without answering, asked, "Why are you here?" It was full of surprise.
Jingxiu felt her love, and her heart and body softened together. She turned her head and licked Ji Youyan's ear, and said slyly, "Didn't you let me step on you?"
"I'm here. But it's the one who picks flowers." Jingxiu exhaled like a blue orchid.
Chapter 93
The teasing words in his ears and the soft touch made Ji Yuyan feel like he was electrocuted. But who should be the flower picker, this has to be made clear.
Ji Youyan endured the shudder, avoided Jingxiu's sneak attack, half hugged Jingxiu and took a few steps forward.
Unprepared, Jingxiu pulled the clothes around Ji Youyan's waist and was led back several steps by her, and her back was on the table.
"What are you doing?" Jingxiu pressed his hand on the edge of the table. With a little tenderness, she leaned back and blamed Ji Youyan, without any deterrence.
Ji Youyan took advantage of the moonlight outside the window to stare at Jingxiu affectionately, with a smile that was not a smile.
When Jingxiu was defeated, she wanted to look away, but Ji Youyan came up to peck her red lips contentedly, and said with a low smile, "What do you think I want to do?"
"How can you be so shy to pick flowers? Huh?" She lightly rubbed against Jingxiu with her legs, kissing her and said vaguely, "Tell me, who is the flower to be picked?"
Jingxiu was so provoked that he could hardly stand still. Because she wanted to hide but couldn't, her waist leaned back into a seductive arc. She gasped for breath thinly, feeling Ji Yuyan kissing her lower jaw along her lips, and the tendency to continue downward, barely holding back her refusal.
I haven't taken a shower or removed makeup yet, and if continue, it's time for Yan Yan to lick the makeup.
Ji You's words were still unfinished, "Axiu, can't you?" Her eyes were gentle and affectionate, with a hint of pleading.
Jingxiu's throat slid up and down, feeling that he was about to melt into Ji Yuyan's eyes. What can't you do? As long as Ji You says she wants it, as long as she has it.
With just the word "yes", how could Jingxiu say it. Besides, Ji Youyan's appearance of teasing her just now was too wild!
Jingxiu had a bad heart. She suppressed her smile and pretended to be: "It's not impossible, it's just..."
"Just what?" Ji Youyan rubbed Jingxiu's red lips.
Jingxiu kissed Ji Youyan's fingertip, and Ji Youyan's eyes became hotter as she expected.
While she was absent, Jingxiu deftly broke away from Ji Youyan's embrace, walked a few steps away and said slyly, "It's just that I'm inconvenient today."
Ji Youyan was still reminiscing about the remaining touch on her fingertips, and when she heard Jingxiu's words, she suddenly looked at Jingxiu in disbelief.
"It's almost the twentieth." Jingxiu said in a serious tone.
As if being poured down by a basin of cold water, Ji Youyan was sluggish.
Ah ah ah, shouldn't it be a few days away?
Her whole body wilted visibly, and the high-spiritedness in her eyes turned into a grievance that she wanted to talk about.
Jingxiu turned her face away and didn't look at her, opened the suitcase in the dark to get a change of clothes, endured and endured, but still laughed out loud.