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Afraid that Ji Youyan would get to the bottom of it, she reached out and rubbed Ji Youyan's wet hair, and changed the subject: "Get up and dry your hair."
Ji Youyan rubbed Jingxiu with his chin across the quilt, "Will you blow for me?"
Jingxiu chuckled lightly, neither responding well nor badly.
Ji Youyan knew that she acquiesced, so she sat up and took the hair dryer, plugged it in, and handed it to Jingxiu.
She sat cross-legged and looked like she was well-behaved waiting to blow. Jingxiu gave her a look of disgust, but she straightened up and sat on her knees to blow her hair.
Just a few feet apart, the fragrance of the shower gel on Jingxiu's body lingered on Ji Youyan's nose, tugging at Ji Youyan's heartstrings vaguely. Ji Youyan looked at the waist that was in the foreground, and felt her fine white fingers moving around her, just like some emotional moments...
The hair dryer seemed to be drying not only Ji Yuyan's hair, but also the air flowing between them.
It's getting hotter and hotter.
Jingxiu noticed Ji Youyan's increasingly warm eyes, and his mind slowly shifted...
Ji Youyan's throat slid up and down, obeying her desire, and reaching out to hug Jingxiu. Jingxiu's heart skipped a beat and froze.
"Don't move, your hair hasn't dried yet." Her voice trembled slightly. That's what she said, but she turned off the hair dryer just in time.
Ji Youyan knelt down next to her and sat up, the shudder brought on by the friction made Jingxiu's body suddenly soften, and he poured down with enthusiasm.
Ji Youyan found her red lips, and fell a passionate and presumptuous kiss, robbing her of her breath and reason, and pressing her down slowly.
"My hair is dry. Axiu, is there any other place where your hair is wetter than mine? You need me to help you." Ji Youyan bit her ear and lowered her judo.
Jingxiu was fascinated, and her ears were blushing with shame. She turned the defense into the attack, turned her head and blocked Ji Yu's shy words with her lips neatly.
"Axiu..."
"you shut up……"
Ji Youyan docilely complied, substituting actions for words.
The belt was pulled, the bathrobe was peeled off, and the sound of gasping lingered...
The moment the wave hit, Jingxiu bit his lower lip, trying to restrain the embarrassing voice. She half arched her body, helplessly grabbed the sheet under her with one hand, and pushed Ji Yuyan's shoulder with the other, trying to escape and get close. Always cold as a lotus, at this moment, it is as coquettish and moving as a blooming rose.
Ji Youyan put his hand on the back of her hand, spread his five fingers apart, and intertwined with her ten fingers.
She kissed and comforted Jingxiu with the utmost tenderness. The extreme satisfaction and happiness gave her an unreal feeling.
Tears gradually wet Jingxiu's cheeks.
Jingxiu opened his blurred eyes and bumped into Ji Youyan's wet eyes, his heart softened.
She stretched out her weak arm and pushed back Ji Yuyan's sweaty forehead.
"Je t'aime." Her voice was low and tired, but her eyes were full of smiles and tenderness.
The author has something to say: I am sour.
Sister Ji didn't sleep well last night, I think it's time for her to sleep.
Sister Ji hangs coffee and forcibly changes her life: a book of satisfaction [proud]
ps: The last sentence is French I love you.
Chapter 94
Jingxiu has always been a person who does more than he talks about. He is obviously a passionate and unrestrained Frenchman, but his temperament seems to follow his mother's introverted restraint. The words "like" and "love", except when he broke through the ambiguity, were rarely heard by Jingxiu at other times.
People who are used to protecting themselves with coldness and calmness, but now open their bodies to accept themselves without reservation, open their hearts to show their love, and still want to appease themselves in such a situation. Ji Yuyan was full of pain.
How Jingxiu loves her.
This is her lost treasure. Ji Yuyan blinked again, and a string of crystal tears came.
Jingxiu wiped her tears with his thumb, and said hoarsely, "Who is the little crying bag?"
Ji Yuyan stopped her tears and smiled embarrassedly. She tilted her head and kissed Jingxiu's palm, "Who are you talking about?"
"Which little crying bag made the pillow wet?" She pressed Jingxiu's hand onto the pillow, leaned down and whispered in Jingxiu's ear.
Jingxiu felt the smoothness between Ji Youyan's fingers and the wetness on the pillow, thinking of her emotional performance, she was so ashamed that she wanted to bury herself.
She drew back her hand to cover Ji Youyan's mouth, and said angrily, "You talk a lot."
She turned sideways and wanted to change her posture to fight back. Ji Youyan had been prepared for a long time, and quickly rubbed her knees against her eyes. Jingxiu was still in the lingering rhyme, and she was caught off guard.
She stared at Ji Youyan with a charming look, and Ji Youyan was not afraid at all. "Axiu, I don't remember anything." She coaxed, "I'll take you to recall."
It was like the melting of an iceberg that had been snowing for many years, and the awakening of a volcano that had been dormant for many years.
It was late at night, and people were not quiet.
"Yanyan...don't..." Jingxiu's voice was completely hoarse.
Ji Youyan looked at Jingxiu, who was as soft and deceiving as a little milk cat, and was full of love. She withdrew her hand calmly, rubbed the tip of her nose and said, "Okay, no more."
She rested on Jingxiu's pillow, held Jingxiu in her arms and waited for her to recover, then dragged her sore body, got out of bed and took a clean towel, wet it with warm water, and returned to the bed to help Jingxiu clean up the mess she left behind.
Jingxiu put his legs together: "I'll do it myself."
"Missing around will make the gun go off the rails." Ji Youyan pressed Jingxiu's shoulder and said with a smile.
Jingxiu bit her lip, covered her eyes and let Ji Youyan move.
Ji Youyan's fingertips ran across Jingxiu's long scar, and Jingxiu curled up his fingers unconsciously.
Different from the one in the video, the long scar from Jingxiu's lower abdomen to the bottom of the chest, in addition to the line of "forgive", there is also a red rose in full bloom, the branches and vines are just right up the scar, completely covering That scar.
Jade-like skin and fire-like roses complement each other and are glamorous and moving. Ji Youyan was so amazed that he couldn't take his eyes away.