Ji Mingzhu bit like this, and then she looked like a drunkard. She never left Jiang Ji for a moment, and she would go back and forth casually, only sucking randomly.

There is no direction or goal at all, and it is simply out of order.

The two of them were so tightly attached, whether above or below, as if there was no gap. Although it was winter, the room was warm, and the two sides were close to the exhaled hot air sprayed on their respective necks.

Jiang Ji was trapped in a difficult situation where the two intertwined and could not rush out.

Because Ji Mingzhu sat boldly, her soft legs were very close to him, but the strength under her lips was very strong.

After being knocked down so heavily, Jiang Ji groaned, then stretched out his slender arm and pressed her who was moving around.

"Do you know what you are doing now?" His words seemed to be a love affair that escaped from his lips, and he was mellow and induce people.

"ah........."

Ji Mingzhu paused for a while, stopped her gnawing movements, left him, her lips and teeth separated again, and immediately made a "pop" sound, not loud, but in this quiet space, it seemed like some special hint signal.

It's about to break out.

The air was as thick as silk.

She looked at him steadily, her peach blossom eyes filled with smiles, as if she was in the peach blossom forest in spring.

Ji Mingzhu smiled dullly, rubbing her hair into a mess, "Of course I know--"

"I'm punishing you..." Ji Mingzhu finished speaking, her tender white fingertips pressed against Jiang Ji's thin lips, and pressed them twice like a prank.

After a while, she blinked calmly and said in confusion, "Oh... it's really strange Jiang Ji."

——"Why did you become a sausage mouth?"

From Ji Mingzhu's perspective, Jiang Ji's mouth, the edges and corners of his mouth were red, and after being blurred after being magnified several times, it became more and more swollen in his vision.

At this time, what Ji Mingzhu certainly couldn't understand was that what remained between Jiang Ji's lips was her exclusive lipstick, and it was printed everywhere, and there was still an unknown light of water......

There are only two people on Park Hyatt, and there are no one else.

Who did these and who stayed behind them didn’t need to speculate at all, and the goals were clear.

However, at this moment, this "culprit" still looks ignorant.

Ji Mingzhu held Jiang Ji's face and tried to bite it down again, and she muttered a word in her mouth, "The sausages are different on both sides...I'll chew it for you again... Everything - we must pay attention to evenness and balance!"

Jiang Ji's clear-cut hand seal held her back to stop her next movement, and his voice was so deep that it could drip. "Ji Mingzhu, remember, you were the ones who provoked me."

His clear breath pressed down and he pressed her in this direction, his tone as hot as fire, "Don't regret it."

Jiang Ji finished speaking and bowed his head and kissed her.

......

Ji Mingzhu felt like a clear stream flowing on the vast grassland, surrounded by clear grass fragrance, and she also absorbed a steady stream of coolness.

She felt that the tip of her tongue was about to numb, and she hesitated, feeling that she was hanging up.

Ji Mingzhu struggled for a while, feeling that the energy she was holding on to her was finally sent out, and she was finally relieved.

She leaned against the bank of the stream and lay on it, and felt like she was burning.

"Ah...what is so hard..." She murmured, and after being sucked, she spoke with her tongue.

This sentence blurted out, causing Jiang Ji's actions to stop.

His hands were already irregularly placed on her waist, and his collar was turned upwards. If he had been able to take longer, he might have to go up uncontrollably.

After hearing Ji Mingzhu's words, Jiang Ji slowly withdrew his hand.

His narrow eyes, which were lightly raised at the end, were red, and he felt that the threads on his body were tensed tightly at this moment.

When I had no desires and no desires before, it would be fine if I didn’t think about it, but once the hidden thoughts were hooked up and sprouted, they could never be stuffed back.

Many things and many memories cannot be turned over after the past. Even if they are hidden in the long river of time and recall them over the years, they still stand on the pages of the past, so vivid and unforgettable.

At this moment, the person in his arms seemed dissatisfied and muttered secretly, and moved twice. Ji Mingzhu's skeleton was small, soft and boneless, and her limbs were well-proportioned and slender. When she was nesting, she was a soft and fragrant ball.

Jiang Ji held her in his arms, feeling that his heart was placed on burning shackles and had nowhere to hide.

After listening to Ji Mingzhu's dangerous speech, Jiang Ji pursed his lips tightly into a straight line, and he just held it secretly, looking at her who was tilting her head and lying on her shoulder.

In the past, she was obsessed with red wine and talked about it, and always mentioned the matter of "drinking red wine" in a timely manner.

Therefore, he naturally thought that Ji Mingzhu had a good alcohol tolerance.

I can’t see it at weekdays, and I can’t see it even more when I don’t drink it at home.

This time she drank a few more cups and then became drunk like this.

Jiang Ji concentrated for a while, picked her up, and prepared to take Ji Mingzhu back to her own room.

On the way to the corridor, she didn't stop, humming in her heart, telling all his faults in his ears.

When he arrived in front of her room, Jiang Ji was about to go to open the door, but was stopped by Ji Mingzhu.

As if she suddenly woke up, she began to speak imperatively.

At the same time, Ji Mingzhu stretched her legs and directly pressed her feet against the door of the house, "Battle window, I want the bay window that I don't have!"

Jiang Ji was stunned for a moment, and then saw that she was denying like an octopus, and hugged her and turned around, opening her door.

The distance from the door to the bay window was not far. The tall and long-legged young man took a step over in just a few steps and placed her directly on the bay window.

Ji Mingzhu was stained with a soft and sluggish place, as if she had found her own harbor, and she lay down and closed her eyes.

No more movement.

Jiang Ji looked at her for a while, turned around and took her a thin quilt and gently covered it.

Just as he was about to turn around again, his arms were firmly held—

"Boxing Jiang..."

Ji Mingzhu let out a dreamy whisper, but Jiang Ji didn't hear it clearly, and then slowly approached.

This time, he heard it.

Ji Mingzhu's slow voice was quite clear.

"Well...sausage mouth..."

......

That night, Ji Mingzhu had a dream.

She dreamed that she was bitten and touched randomly, and she was suffocated, as if she had been traveling in the Sahara Desert.

She couldn't tell whether it was a reality or a dream, and she felt that Jiang Ji was in her eyes, and she didn't know what she had eaten, and had a pair of sausage mouths.

She looked and laughed at the side. When Jiang Ji saw this, he looked cold and said, "He would not steal such an honor from her, just give it to her."

Ji Mingzhu is a girl who loves to be stinky and beautiful. She doesn't like this. She quickly waved her hand and said no, but it was useless. In the end, she was the one who transformed her magic into the sausage mouth.

Such a dream was too absurd, and Ji Mingzhu sat up in a "live" and woke up directly.

She looked around and felt pain everywhere. When she rubbed her forehead, she felt something was wrong.

This is not her room, and she is not sleeping in her own bed.

Ji Mingzhu's bed is very soft and elastic, so it's not like it is now...

--"woke up?"

Before she could come to her senses, such a verbal word was like a thunderous explosion on the ground.

Ji Mingzhu subconsciously took the pillow from the side and blocked her. She felt relieved and looked over, "...... Jiang Ji?"

Jiang Ji was sitting on the side of the bed, her legs resting casually, looking at her with her face.

“…………Why am I in your room?”

Ji Mingzhu's last memory was drinking red wine. Why did she wake up at Jiang Ji like time to pass by?

"Can't remember?" he said lightly, paused, and explained, "You were drunk last night and had to sleep in my room."

She, last night, had to sleep in his room?

Is this still human words?...How is it possible!

"Why do I just don't believe it..." Ji Mingzhu narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at her clothes suspiciously. Well, except for a little wrinkle, everything was intact, "But I drank last night-"

She elongated her tone, her voice wandered back and forth several times, and finally made a conclusion, "Did you treat me like this and that while I was drunk?"

and--

Even if she really said something that she wanted to sleep in his room, it should be her bed and he would sleep in the bay window!

Where is the reason why anyone throws girls on the bay window?

This steel bar is like an unmoving ice cube, it's simply.

Ji Mingzhu wanted to use her fingers to Jiang Ji, but a good tutor told her that she should still remain calm at this moment.

"Who treats who is like this and that?" Jiang Ji glanced at her lightly, "You really can't remember?"

As he said that, his fingertips pointed in a direction clearly.
To be continued...