Zhao Jie must have heard this voice, and his arms around her froze.
Wei Luo was not feeling well, she raised her small hand and pushed Zhao Jie's chest, reminding, "Brother Jing Wang, let me get up..."
He was tall, and pressed her to the floor... This posture was ambiguous no matter how you looked at it.
Although Wei Luo had lived two lifetimes, she had never been intimate with anyone, let alone had such an ambiguous body-to-body relationship with another man. He was just above her, and he could reach her as soon as he raised his head. The strength of a man was born with him, which was related to his identity. He almost didn't have to do anything to make her go nowhere.
Instead of letting her go, Zhao Jie leaned over and hugged her tighter and tighter, pressing against her cheek, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Ah Luo, listen."
He asked her to listen, as for what to listen to... The answer is self-evident.
Wei Luo turned her head to the side to avoid his touch, her face and ears were red, she refused without thinking, "I won't listen."
Having said that, the voice from the private room next door still came intermittently.
Across the wall, the female voice probably realized that this is a public place, her voice was so low that she could barely hear it, whimpering: "Master, this is not good... people will hear..."
The man called "Master of the World" snorted softly, his tone was full of indifference, and he slurred his words: "What are you afraid of? Can they still come in and see?"
Wei Luo thought for a while, and really couldn't think of any "prince son" in Shengjing City who had such a hobby and liked to come here to seek excitement.
Of course, it's normal that she can't figure it out now. She can't even figure out her own thoughts, so she doesn't have the mood to care about others.
Although the voice from behind stopped, one didn't need to think about what the two of them were doing.
Wei Luo propped her hands behind her back, trying to break free from Zhao Jie's shackles and sit up. Just halfway through the seat, the female voice next door complained softly: "Brother-in-law is so bad, if my sister knows..."
She made a jerk.
Brother-in-law... this taste is too strong.
Rao Wei Luo was not thin-skinned, so she blushed unavoidably at this moment. Her cheeks were flushed, and her long eyelashes fluttered and drooped, blocking those radiant eyes, "Let me get up..."
Zhao Jie's chest was hot, and he propped himself up to look at her. I saw the little girl biting her pink lips, feeling a little bit annoyed. He knew that she was embarrassed, and that everything should be done in moderation, so he didn't continue to press her down, and stood up to help her up from the ground. He suppressed the fire in his heart, brushed the dust off her body nonchalantly, took her hand and brought her to him, "Does it hurt from the fall?"
Wei Luo withdrew her hand, not letting him touch it, "It doesn't hurt."
After that, she turned her head to look in the direction of the door of the private room. The fan was closed tightly, Zhao Liuli and Yang Zhen still had no intention of coming back. Does it take so long to eat a tofu brain? She frowned, she really didn't want to be alone in the same space with Zhao Jie anymore.
Zhao Jie paused his hands in the air, and then bent his lips into a smile. Originally, he didn't want to talk about it so early, but the little girl's evasion was too obvious, which made him very unhappy. So what if he knows he likes her, isn't he her big brother? This time he didn't let her dodge, he held her small hand hanging by his side, and pulled him towards him without any refusal, while the other hand circled behind her, restraining her movements, and looked up at her round almond eyes: "Ah Luo, don't you like big brother?"
The little girl was petite, more than enough to be held in his arms. In addition, she is not tall, he is sitting, she is standing, she is only half a head taller than him. Now that he was touching her forehead, so close, her breathing was intertwined, and she only felt that her nose was itchy and a little uncomfortable.
Wei Luo pursed her pink lips, and said slowly after a while, "...No."
It's not that she doesn't like him, nor does she hate him, but her liking may be different from his. She regards him as a respectable elder brother and has never had any wrong thoughts about him, but one day the big brother in her heart secretly kissed her and hugged her tightly, doing intimate things that can only be done between men and women .
Wei Luo's heart was in a mess.
Zhao Jie raised a smile on his lips, let go of her hand, put his arms around her waist, and brought her closer.
Wei Luo was so absorbed in thinking about his words that she didn't even notice that she was getting closer to him, let alone how intimate their eyes were.
She was wrapped around his waist by him, their cheeks were touching, and the distance was only a few feet away.
Zhao Jie's voice was low and hoarse, slow and gentle, like a wolf with a big tail trying to seduce a little girl: "Then why are you avoiding me?"
Wei Luo thought of something, her ears turned red, she turned her head to avoid his sight, and remained silent.
He smiled lowly, and asked again: "That day at the Thousand Buddha Temple, you were awake, right?"
He even guessed this... Thinking about it, she has been avoiding him since that day. He is so smart, how could he not guess.
Wei Luo remained silent, and still did not answer.
If the little girl doesn't speak, he naturally has a solution.
Zhao Jie raised his head, looked at her fair and pink face, and pressed his thin lips lightly, "Since when did you wake up, was it when I kissed you like this?"
Wei Luo's body froze, and she turned her head in disbelief.
With a smile on his brow, he looked at her small mouth which was slightly opened in surprise, and asked again: "When I kissed you like this..."
As he spoke, he bit her soft lips.