Wen Baijing put his hands on her side and leaned down slightly to get close to her.
His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his earlobes turned red. The breaths intertwined with each other, and the body became increasingly hot.
"I really miss him...so much." As he said that, the person below him suddenly tightened his hands on his neck.
Wen Baijing was unprepared. His body was suddenly pulled down, and his lips covered her slightly hot lips. He couldn't help but roll over her lips, the soft and waxy touch made his heart flutter.
The breath of being kissed was disordered, and Ye Zhenzhen suddenly opened her eyelids and widened her eyes. He blinked in disbelief.
It feels too real to be a dream. Even though she was drunk, she still had some sense left.
He shook his head, as if thinking of something, and said intermittently: "I probably miss him so much that I think about him day by day...dream at night...from now on. , can you come to my dream a few more times?"
The eyes that looked down at her were filled with burning passion. Wen Baijing buried his head in the crook of her neck, his voice was deep and gentle, and he said warmly: "Zhenzhen, I miss you too...very much..."
For a long time, there was no response.
Ye Zhenzhen's breath became calmer, and her arms loosened her grip on him.
Wen Baijing was still immersed in the lingering atmosphere, his breath became hotter and his breathing gradually became heavier.
After calming down for a few seconds, Wen Baijing slowly sat up and gently stroked Ye Zhenzhen's cheek, sliding his fingertips across her eyebrows and the tip of her nose.
Her hair was scattered beside the pillow, and her suspender nightgown hung messily on her body. The hem of the skirt only covered her thighs.
Wen Baijing's Adam's apple kept rolling and he looked away. He pulled the quilt and covered Ye Zhenzhen.
I walked to the bathroom. The water temperature in the shower was not high, just enough to suppress the heat in my body.
The bathroom was filled with mist and white mist. He was distracted for a few seconds, recalling that day in the mall, Ye Zhenzhen did not dare to speak openly about their relationship in front of her younger brother.
Even the apology afterwards was a bit perfunctory and insincere. I only sent a few light messages on WeChat, but when he didn't reply, I never contacted him again.
She originally wanted to ignore Ye Zhenzhen for a few days, but she didn't expect that he would take the initiative to run towards her in the end.
He seems to be the stronger one between them and controls the relationship. In fact, the initiative is always in Ye Zhenzhen's hands. As long as she is unhappy, she will either ignore others or break up willfully.
And there was nothing he could do against Ye Zhenzhen.
Whenever Ye Zhenzhen acted coquettishly towards him and shed a few pitiful tears, he would not care about anything.
Wrapped in a bath towel, he pushed open the bedroom door. Under the dim light of the night light, Ye Zhenzhen had already fallen asleep. His face was very soft, and his chest was rising and falling slowly.
Wen Baijing carefully lifted the corner of the quilt and placed it next to her pillowLie down. He gently took her into his arms, and the person in his arms put his arms around his waist and climbed up with his legs.
His heart beat faster for no reason. He gritted his teeth and suppressed his unspeakable reaction. The two hugged each other and fell into sleep.
The person in his arms snorted, arching his head uncomfortably, and his hair tickled his face.
Ye Zhenzhen turned around, facing away from him. Soon he fell asleep again.
Having woken up from sleep, his muscles suddenly tightened. He also turned around and hugged her, rubbing the tip of his nose on her hair, and the tickling feeling spread from the tip of his nose to her heart.
...
After waking up with a dry mouth and tongue, Ye Zhenzhen raised her hand and rubbed her temples.
The hot flashes and ambiguity in the quilt had not faded away. She realized that being held in someone's arms suddenly tightened her muscles and nerves.
Her hands subconsciously clenched into fists, and even her toes curled up.
Her heartbeat was beating wildly and fast, and she was dumbfounded for a moment. My mind was filled with confusion and fear.
The shoulders were firmly restrained, and a strong arm was draped around the waist.
"Are you awake?"
A lazy voice came from behind.
Hearing the familiar voice and the cold smell of pine and cypress entering her nose, Ye Zhenzhen grabbed his arm and took a bite.
"You scared me to death..."
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She was crying, and her heart slowly fell to the ground.
"Your bite hurt me..." He rested his chin on her shoulder, his tone profound.
"Wen Baijing, how did you come to my house? You bastard..." Ye Zhenzhen said, trying to turn around and look at her.
"Don't move! Relax..." He bit Ye Zhenzhen's shoulder gently but not hard.
After thinking for a long time, Ye Zhenzhen tentatively asked, "I drank too much and called you?"
"Well..." The man's voice was dull. The intensity increased a bit.
She wanted to turn her face and communicate with Wen Baijing face to face. Many questions trapped her, preventing her from focusing on the intimate state.
While she was distracted, she was bitten hard on the shoulder, and she couldn't help but scream.
"Can you be more serious..." Wen Baijing's hoarse voice, together with his heavy breath, fell on the side of his neck.
As he spoke, he pinched the soft flesh on her body.
Coming out of the bathroom, Ye Zhenzhen felt tired and weak, and her breathing was as light as a gossamer.
Lying in Wen Baijing's arms, she used her fingertips to reach for the mobile phone on the bedside table with all her strength. She never remembered when she called Wen Baijing.
Wen Baijing held her hand, raised his eyebrows, and pretended to be stupid as if nothing had happened, "You won't forgetWhat have you done? Still don't believe me? "
"I..." Her little thought was exposed. She forced an awkward smile at Wen Baijing and hurriedly denied it, "I just wanted to see what time it was. I have an early shift today. ..Afraid of being late..."
She blinked and looked at Wen Baijing with an innocent face.
The smile was extremely cunning, and their eyes met. For a moment, her little eyes flickered and wandered.
It was too young to be seen through at a glance.
Wen Baijing reached out and pinched her cheek, using his fingertips deliberately with a little force. . It was not enough to hurt her, and it controlled her head so that she did not dare to break away.
After thinking for a moment, the little trap was set, just waiting for you to enter the urn.
"Dare you." Don't you dare to bet with me? " He looked calm and his tone was extremely calm.
Ye Zhenzhen's eyes widened and she answered with a confused expression: "What are you betting on? "
"If you called me last night, you had to promise me something. If not, I can promise you one thing. "Wen Baijing shook her head and stared at her with black eyes.
Then, he asked: "Do you dare to bet? "
She blinked rapidly, and her brain started to smoke. She always felt that Wen Baijing had no good intentions. The more calm and relaxed he was, then it would be right to do the opposite!
“Dare! Bet I didn't call you last night! "Ye Zhenzhen clasped Wen Baijing's hand with both hands and removed his hand from his cheek.
The decisive look made Wen Baijing want to laugh.
Wen Bai Jing released the hand on her shoulder and motioned for her to take a look at her phone.
Turning her back to Wen Baijing, she quietly unlocked the phone, and the call history suddenly stood out in her eyes! Zooming in, the last call on the phone was confirmed to be to Wen Baijing.
Glancing out of the corner of his eye, Wen Baijing was in a daze, and Ye Zhenzhen played a clever trick and paid attention to Wen Bai. Jing's every move, secretly deleting the call history when he was not prepared
"Hey! I didn't call you yesterday! "She raised her brows proudly and waved her phone in front of Wen Baijing.
"Ye Zhenzhen, are you stupid? "Wen Baijing sighed helplessly, with a tone that could not be heard as disgusting, but with a hint of endearment.
"Why am I stupid? I just never called..." She frowned and asked forcefully.
"What's the use of deleting your call history? If you have the ability, delete mine too..."
"Ah..."
"You are so stupid, I'm even afraid that you will be deceived when you go out..."