Jiang Jing has already taken a shower.
Zhao Fengqing's back didn't hurt too much because his hand was supporting it. Her butt hurt the most.
Zhao Fengqing placed a sharp fruit knife on the bedside table and occasionally waved it in the air to show his threat.
In the darkness, all senses other than vision were magnified. Her nose and breath were filled with his scent.
"Go ask the clothes seller." He looked up at the shorts in her hand, a little impatient, "Don't bother me if you have nothing to do. I have a lot of work to do."
He changed into home clothes, sat on the bed, took out his computer and started working today.
At this moment, she was eager to ask others what was going on with Jiang Jing's behavior tonight.
Jiang Jing wanted to roll his eyes like her, "I have to work overtime until two or three in the morning tonight, so I don't have time to spy on you."
But, I really can't help it.
Jiang Yin returned to the room, knocked on the bathroom door and explained, "There's a power outage, wait a few minutes." He was worried about her, so he didn't go back to the bed.
"Let me go." Zhao Fengqing glared at him with a wet face.
Jiang Jing wanted to roll his eyes like her, "I have to work overtime until two or three in the morning tonight, so I don't have time to spy on you."
He looked calm and composed.
In fact, Zhao Fengqing had never exposed her thighs in front of him during this period. She usually wore various slim-fitting trousers. With beautiful legs, she looked good in any outfit.
"Your injury..."
The hotel waiter made a cup of coffee and brought it to me with a smile.
"When did I roll my eyes?" Zhao Fengqing got up. She grabbed the fruit knife, threw away the knife sheath, and was about to stab him.
The hotel waiter made a cup of coffee and brought it to me with a smile.
After Zhao Fengqing's eyes adjusted to the darkness, he reached out for the towel and wiped his body casually.
"Zhao Fengqing, don't move." Jiang Jing's face turned cold. He couldn't stand her rubbing against him like this.
"Thank you." Jiang Jing took it, not noticing the shy blush on the waiter's face.
Zhao Fengqing placed a sharp fruit knife on the bedside table and occasionally waved it in the air to show his threat.
"Zhao Fengqing, don't move." Jiang Jing's face turned cold. He couldn't stand her rubbing against him like this.
The coffee tasted so-so, but it helped to dilute the taste left in his mouth.
Zhao Fengqing was startled and stepped back violently.
After hearing this, he couldn't help but kissed her.
Jiang Jing was leaning against the entrance wall at this moment, looking at her with unclear eyes.
Jiang Jing was afraid that she would get hurt, so he quickly protected her head and back in his arms. When she fell, his right hand hit the sink, and his left hand was pressed to the ground by her back.
When Jiang Jing saw the fruit knife, he hurried to help her.
"So don't move." Jiang Jing opened the door.
He took a quick look and still only had three words: "Psycho."
It was a wrong decision for her to follow Jiang Jing to Zongshan Town today.
He didn't intend to touch Zhao Fengqing.
Jiang Jing suddenly smiled, not the usual faint smile, but a happy smile. He snatched the knife, and without blinking, he slashed his arm.
She snorted coldly.
"Your injury..."
He was about to go back to work when suddenly the lights went out.
Just finished wiping it and it’s bright now.
When Jiang Jing saw the fruit knife, he hurried to help her.
Also in Hongwo, she said with a smile, "He doesn't believe you are my boyfriend."
In summer weather, I feel uncomfortable if I don’t take a shower.
Jiang Yin returned to the room, knocked on the bathroom door and explained, "There's a power outage, wait a few minutes." He was worried about her, so he didn't go back to the bed.
"Let me go." Zhao Fengqing glared at him with a wet face.
"I don't know. I'll go out and ask." He remembered that she had brought the knife in, so he raised his voice to warn, "You stay here and don't hurt yourself."
After Zhao Fengqing's eyes adjusted to the darkness, he reached out for the towel and wiped his body casually.
The warm water splashed down, soaking both her and him.
So she got out of bed and checked the bathroom lock.
The development of events tonight was beyond his expectations.
On the day of the class reunion, he kissed Zhao Fengqing once.
Jiang Jing closed the computer, half leaned against the head of the bed, and closed his eyes.
The passengers' dissatisfied voices faded a little.
"I can't see--" Zhao Fengqing's eyes were not adapted to the darkness, and it was pitch black at this moment.
The coffee tasted so-so, but it helped to dilute the taste left in his mouth.
After making sure it was locked from the inside and couldn't be opened from the outside, she jumped over to Jiang Jing and asked tentatively, "Boss Jiang, I want to take a shower."
Jiang Jing handed the knife back to her and stopped smiling. Now he could calmly explain, "I was afraid that the knife would hurt you. I told you not to move, but you moved. Don't you understand the normal physiological structure of men?"
The latest Weibo post was posted this afternoon: I am not feeling well and will not be updating for a week.
This time the call came quickly.
"Yeah." Jiang Jing hadn't been to the company recently, so all his work was done online. He had a few project reports to review tonight, so he was very busy.
This retreat is a tragedy.
It looks like the whole building has a power outage.
He regretted buying her shorts.
Jiang Jing handed the knife back to her and stopped smiling. Now he could calmly explain, "I was afraid that the knife would hurt you. I told you not to move, but you moved. Don't you understand the normal physiological structure of men?"
Jiang Jing wanted to roll his eyes like her, "I have to work overtime until two or three in the morning tonight, so I don't have time to spy on you."
He didn't intend to touch Zhao Fengqing.
Zhao Fengqing took out the newly bought home clothes. The texture was good, but the style... She looked at it, then looked at what he was wearing, "Why did you buy a couple's style?"
Behind Zhao Fengqing is the sink.
Behind Zhao Fengqing is the sink.
Behind Zhao Fengqing is the sink.
She went into the bathroom and put the knife on the sink.
The warm water splashed down, soaking both her and him.
"You're... normal. But I didn't... hear you." He held her so tightly that she thought he was going to force himself on her, so she didn't even listen to him.
"Save time." He stared at the form on the computer without even raising his head.
So she got out of bed and checked the bathroom lock.
Jiang Jing wanted to roll his eyes like her, "I have to work overtime until two or three in the morning tonight, so I don't have time to spy on you."
Zhao Fengqing lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She looked at the bed opposite, wondering if Jiang Jing would come back and chop her in the middle of the night.
"I can't see--" Zhao Fengqing's eyes were not adapted to the darkness, and it was pitch black at this moment.
She whimpered.
Jiang Jing went downstairs to look through the newly bought clothes, and then found that he really didn't buy her trousers.
"Why are yours long pants and mine shorts?" It's so unfair. He was wrapped up tightly, showing nothing. But she wanted to show her thighs.
This retreat is a tragedy.
Zhao Fengqing went to Jiang Fuli’s author Weibo account.
As a result, Zhao Fengqing waited until the water was cold, but the electricity still didn't come back. She was very disappointed with this hotel that didn't even have a woodshed or a presidential suite.
"Go ask the clothes seller." He looked up at the shorts in her hand, a little impatient, "Don't bother me if you have nothing to do. I have a lot of work to do."
Jiang Jing looked at her face carefully and asked, "Where are you hurt?"
Jiang Jing didn't dodge or evade.
In fact, Zhao Fengqing had never exposed her thighs in front of him during this period. She usually wore various slim-fitting trousers. With beautiful legs, she looked good in any outfit.
Zhao Fengqing took another shower and came out to see a charging cable on the table, so he was finally able to turn on his phone.
After she came to her senses, she saw herself half lying in his arms, and quickly pushed him away, angrily yelling, "What are you doing?"
She is looking for Jiang Fuli.
"Tsk." Zhao Fengqing turned and headed for the bathroom. After she took two steps, she came back with a fruit knife and threatened, "Don't be so beastly and peek at me taking a bath."
Jiang Jing went downstairs to look through the newly bought clothes, and then found that he really didn't buy her trousers.
Zhao Fengqing was startled and stepped back violently.
"When did I roll my eyes?" Zhao Fengqing got up. She grabbed the fruit knife, threw away the knife sheath, and was about to stab him.
The hotel waiter rushed over and comforted the passengers, "Sorry, it may be due to thunder. The high-voltage line is broken. The hotel is starting the generator to generate electricity. Please wait a moment. Sorry, sorry."
Zhao Fengqing's back didn't hurt too much because his hand was supporting it. Her butt hurt the most.
After hearing the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, Jiang Jing suddenly felt that he couldn't read any documents. A figure appeared in his mind.
Jiang Jing wanted to roll his eyes like her, "I have to work overtime until two or three in the morning tonight, so I don't have time to spy on you."
Jiang Fuli didn't answer the phone or reply to messages.
"It's a shallow stroke, it won't be a problem." Jiang Jing changed his clothes, picked up his computer and went out.
She fell so hard that she dragged him down with her.
The warm water kept rushing down, and his head and body were all wet.
"When did I roll my eyes?" Zhao Fengqing got up. She grabbed the fruit knife, threw away the knife sheath, and was about to stab him.
After Zhao Fengqing's eyes adjusted to the darkness, he reached out for the towel and wiped his body casually.
"It's a shallow stroke, it won't be a problem." Jiang Jing changed his clothes, picked up his computer and went out.
She went into the bathroom and put the knife on the sink.
She snorted coldly.
Zhao Fengqing was pressed tightly in his arms, unable to struggle.
In the darkness, all senses other than vision were magnified. Her nose and breath were filled with his scent.
After hearing the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, Jiang Jing suddenly felt that he couldn't read any documents. A figure appeared in his mind.
Zhao Fengqing's hair was in disarray, her face and body were wet, she wiped her lips, "You go back on your word!"
The warm water kept rushing down, and his head and body were all wet.
Zhao Fengqing went to Jiang Fuli’s author Weibo account.
He has always had good self-control, but he only loses control occasionally.
Zhao Fengqing pouted and lowered his hands, "I'm afraid if I kill you, I'll go to jail."
Zhao Fengqing's back didn't hurt too much because his hand was supporting it. Her butt hurt the most.
He has always had good self-control, but he only loses control occasionally.
"I won't touch you. I'm going to sleep in the lobby tonight, so you can get some rest."
In the darkness, all senses other than vision were magnified. Her nose and breath were filled with his scent.
On the day of the class reunion, he kissed Zhao Fengqing once.
In summer weather, I feel uncomfortable if I don’t take a shower.
There is a fruit knife on the sink. The knife is very sharp. Although it has a sheath, the sheath is very loose.
After hearing the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, Jiang Jing suddenly felt that he couldn't read any documents. A figure appeared in his mind.
"Why are yours long pants and mine shorts?" It's so unfair. He was wrapped up tightly, showing nothing. But she wanted to show her thighs.
The moment she kicked him, he instantly came to his senses.
Many passengers came out of the corridor and asked questions.
Zhao Fengqing was uneasy about their position. She wanted to kick him, but her legs were pinned down by him.
After she came to her senses, she saw herself half lying in his arms, and quickly pushed him away, angrily yelling, "What are you doing?"
Also in Hongwo, she said with a smile, "He doesn't believe you are my boyfriend."
He was about to go back to work when suddenly the lights went out.
The moment she kicked him, he instantly came to his senses.
Zhao Fengqing placed a sharp fruit knife on the bedside table and occasionally waved it in the air to show his threat.
Her movements froze in mid-air.
The hotel waiter made a cup of coffee and brought it to me with a smile.
Zhao Fengqing lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She looked at the bed opposite, wondering if Jiang Jing would come back and chop her in the middle of the night.
After hearing this, he couldn't help but kissed her.
Just finished wiping it and it’s bright now.
She went into the bathroom and put the knife on the sink.
Jiang Jing closed the computer, half leaned against the head of the bed, and closed his eyes.
This time the call came quickly.
The next second, his lips sealed hers.
He realized now that tonight was a test.
In the darkness, all senses other than vision were magnified. Her nose and breath were filled with his scent.
"I don't know. I'll go out and ask." He remembered that she had brought the knife in, so he raised his voice to warn, "You stay here and don't hurt yourself."
"Why are yours long pants and mine shorts?" It's so unfair. He was wrapped up tightly, showing nothing. But she wanted to show her thighs.
"I can't see--" Zhao Fengqing's eyes were not adapted to the darkness, and it was pitch black at this moment.
"Zhao Fengqing." He looked very bad.
Zhao Fengqing lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She looked at the bed opposite, wondering if Jiang Jing would come back and chop her in the middle of the night.
Jiang Yin returned to the room, knocked on the bathroom door and explained, "There's a power outage, wait a few minutes." He was worried about her, so he didn't go back to the bed.
A moment ago, he was very confident that he could get through it safely. However, now listening to the sound of water inside, he was a little shaken.
Also in Hongwo, she said with a smile, "He doesn't believe you are my boyfriend."
This retreat is a tragedy.
So she got out of bed and checked the bathroom lock.
"Tsk." Zhao Fengqing turned and headed for the bathroom. After she took two steps, she came back with a fruit knife and threatened, "Don't be so beastly and peek at me taking a bath."
He has always had good self-control, but he only loses control occasionally.
The knife had just been hit by Jiang Jing's arm and was now shaking, about to fall.
He regretted buying her shorts.
Zhao Fengqing took out the newly bought home clothes. The texture was good, but the style... She looked at it, then looked at what he was wearing, "Why did you buy a couple's style?"
"Your injury..."
In fact, Zhao Fengqing had never exposed her thighs in front of him during this period. She usually wore various slim-fitting trousers. With beautiful legs, she looked good in any outfit.
Zhao Fengqing took another shower and came out to see a charging cable on the table, so he was finally able to turn on his phone.
He looked calm and composed.
Jiang Jing went downstairs to look through the newly bought clothes, and then found that he really didn't buy her trousers.
The warm water kept rushing down, and his head and body were all wet.
Also in Hongwo, she said with a smile, "He doesn't believe you are my boyfriend."
Jiang Jing sat on the sofa in the hotel lobby, looking at the dark night outside.
After making sure it was locked from the inside and couldn't be opened from the outside, she jumped over to Jiang Jing and asked tentatively, "Boss Jiang, I want to take a shower."
"It's a shallow stroke, it won't be a problem." Jiang Jing changed his clothes, picked up his computer and went out.
Jiang Jing sat on the sofa in the hotel lobby, looking at the dark night outside.
He was about to go back to work when suddenly the lights went out.
Jiang Yin returned to the room, knocked on the bathroom door and explained, "There's a power outage, wait a few minutes." He was worried about her, so he didn't go back to the bed.
Jiang Jing wanted to roll his eyes like her, "I have to work overtime until two or three in the morning tonight, so I don't have time to spy on you."
"Save time." He stared at the form on the computer without even raising his head.
"Yeah." Jiang Jing hadn't been to the company recently, so all his work was done online. He had a few project reports to review tonight, so he was very busy.
There is a fruit knife on the sink. The knife is very sharp. Although it has a sheath, the sheath is very loose.
After Zhao Fengqing's eyes adjusted to the darkness, he reached out for the towel and wiped his body casually.
The room was pitch black.
"Yeah." Jiang Jing hadn't been to the company recently, so all his work was done online. He had a few project reports to review tonight, so he was very busy.
"Go ask the clothes seller." He looked up at the shorts in her hand, a little impatient, "Don't bother me if you have nothing to do. I have a lot of work to do."
He didn't intend to touch Zhao Fengqing.
Zhao Fengqing screamed in the bathroom.
The latest Weibo post was posted this afternoon: I am not feeling well and will not be updating for a week.
Jiang Jing sat on the sofa in the hotel lobby, looking at the dark night outside.
Not to mention, it was deadly when she exerted her strength with her legs under him.
Jiang Jing sat on the sofa in the hotel lobby, looking at the dark night outside.
Jiang Jing quickly drew open the curtains.
The warm water splashed down, covering up the sound of their lips and teeth intertwining.
She whimpered.
The knife had just been hit by Jiang Jing's arm and was now shaking, about to fall.
Her movements froze in mid-air.
She tripped over her slippers and fell backwards. She managed to catch herself in time, but her shoes slipped again.
Two flashes of lightning flashed outside.
She looked at the fruit knife on the bedside table, sat up, and put the fruit knife under her pillow.
Zhao Fengqing was startled and stepped back violently.
He took advantage of the light from outside, walked to the bathroom door, and called out, "Zhao Fengqing?"
Jiang Jing has already taken a shower.
"Go ask the clothes seller." He looked up at the shorts in her hand, a little impatient, "Don't bother me if you have nothing to do. I have a lot of work to do."
There is a fruit knife on the sink. The knife is very sharp. Although it has a sheath, the sheath is very loose.
He didn't intend to touch Zhao Fengqing.
"Whoa whoa whoa!" she cried. "What's going on?"
Jiang Jing went downstairs to look through the newly bought clothes, and then found that he really didn't buy her trousers.
The hotel waiter rushed over and comforted the passengers, "Sorry, it may be due to thunder. The high-voltage line is broken. The hotel is starting the generator to generate electricity. Please wait a moment. Sorry, sorry."
But she didn't listen to him. She saw the shower switch next to her and turned it on quickly.
There is a fruit knife on the sink. The knife is very sharp. Although it has a sheath, the sheath is very loose.
"Is that enough?" He still smiled. "If not, give me a few more."
"I don't know. I'll go out and ask." He remembered that she had brought the knife in, so he raised his voice to warn, "You stay here and don't hurt yourself."
The coffee tasted so-so, but it helped to dilute the taste left in his mouth.
A moment ago, he was very confident that he could get through it safely. However, now listening to the sound of water inside, he was a little shaken.
"Your injury..."
"So don't move." Jiang Jing opened the door.
At one o'clock in the morning, the rain gradually stopped.
Also in Hongwo, she said with a smile, "He doesn't believe you are my boyfriend."
At one o'clock in the morning, the rain gradually stopped.
"I can't see--" Zhao Fengqing's eyes were not adapted to the darkness, and it was pitch black at this moment.
The room was pitch black.
He looked out the window and saw lightning and thunder still occurring.
"It was an accident." Jiang Jing stood up calmly and put away the shaky fruit knife. Then he lied with his eyes open, "Don't roll your eyes. If you do, I'll kiss you."
Jiang Jing was leaning against the entrance wall at this moment, looking at her with unclear eyes.
Her movements froze in mid-air.
Zhao Fengqing placed a sharp fruit knife on the bedside table and occasionally waved it in the air to show his threat.
He looked calm and composed.
"So don't move." Jiang Jing opened the door.
Jiang Jing suddenly smiled, not the usual faint smile, but a happy smile. He snatched the knife, and without blinking, he slashed his arm.
"I can't see--" Zhao Fengqing's eyes were not adapted to the darkness, and it was pitch black at this moment.
A moment ago, he was very confident that he could get through it safely. However, now listening to the sound of water inside, he was a little shaken.
After Zhao Fengqing's eyes adjusted to the darkness, he reached out for the towel and wiped his body casually.
"Whoa whoa whoa!" she cried. "What's going on?"
"I won't touch you. I'm going to sleep in the lobby tonight, so you can get some rest."
Jiang Jing quickly drew open the curtains.
Many passengers came out of the corridor and asked questions.
When Jiang Jing saw the fruit knife, he hurried to help her.
Her movements froze in mid-air.
It was a wrong decision for her to follow Jiang Jing to Zongshan Town today.
Jiang Jing looked at her face carefully and asked, "Where are you hurt?"
"It was an accident." Jiang Jing stood up calmly and put away the shaky fruit knife. Then he lied with his eyes open, "Don't roll your eyes. If you do, I'll kiss you."
He looked calm and composed.
Jiang Jing quickly drew open the curtains.
It looks like the whole building has a power outage.
She couldn't reach the knife, so she could only hit him and shouted angrily, "What are you doing?"
Jiang Jing went downstairs to look through the newly bought clothes, and then found that he really didn't buy her trousers.
He looked out the window and saw lightning and thunder still occurring.
"I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself."
It was a wrong decision for her to follow Jiang Jing to Zongshan Town today.
The hotel waiter rushed over and comforted the passengers, "Sorry, it may be due to thunder. The high-voltage line is broken. The hotel is starting the generator to generate electricity. Please wait a moment. Sorry, sorry."
She looked at the fruit knife on the bedside table, sat up, and put the fruit knife under her pillow.
The hotel waiter rushed over and comforted the passengers, "Sorry, it may be due to thunder. The high-voltage line is broken. The hotel is starting the generator to generate electricity. Please wait a moment. Sorry, sorry."
Zhao Fengqing placed a sharp fruit knife on the bedside table and occasionally waved it in the air to show his threat.
Jiang Yin returned to the room, knocked on the bathroom door and explained, "There's a power outage, wait a few minutes." He was worried about her, so he didn't go back to the bed.
She went into the bathroom and put the knife on the sink.
Zhao Fengqing pouted and lowered his hands, "I'm afraid if I kill you, I'll go to jail."
Not to mention, it was deadly when she exerted her strength with her legs under him.
As a result, Zhao Fengqing waited until the water was cold, but the electricity still didn't come back. She was very disappointed with this hotel that didn't even have a woodshed or a presidential suite.
"When did I roll my eyes?" Zhao Fengqing got up. She grabbed the fruit knife, threw away the knife sheath, and was about to stab him.
The knife had just been hit by Jiang Jing's arm and was now shaking, about to fall.
The passengers' dissatisfied voices faded a little.
In the darkness, all senses other than vision were magnified. Her nose and breath were filled with his scent.
"Zhao Fengqing, don't move." Jiang Jing's face turned cold. He couldn't stand her rubbing against him like this.
Jiang Jing sat on the sofa in the hotel lobby, looking at the dark night outside.
The moment she kicked him, he instantly came to his senses.
"Save time." He stared at the form on the computer without even raising his head.
Jiang Jing wanted to roll his eyes like her, "I have to work overtime until two or three in the morning tonight, so I don't have time to spy on you."
He didn't intend to touch Zhao Fengqing.
Zhao Fengqing was pressed tightly in his arms, unable to struggle.
Jiang Yin returned to the room, knocked on the bathroom door and explained, "There's a power outage, wait a few minutes." He was worried about her, so he didn't go back to the bed.
Zhao Fengqing lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She looked at the bed opposite, wondering if Jiang Jing would come back and chop her in the middle of the night.
She fell so hard that she dragged him down with her.
Zhao Fengqing was uneasy about their position. She wanted to kick him, but her legs were pinned down by him.
Just finished wiping it and it’s bright now.
As a result, Zhao Fengqing waited until the water was cold, but the electricity still didn't come back. She was very disappointed with this hotel that didn't even have a woodshed or a presidential suite.
She snorted coldly.
It looks like the whole building has a power outage.
She snorted coldly.
It was a wrong decision for her to follow Jiang Jing to Zongshan Town today.
He has always had good self-control, but he only loses control occasionally.
When Jiang Jing saw the fruit knife, he hurried to help her.
"Is that enough?" He still smiled. "If not, give me a few more."
"I don't know. I'll go out and ask." He remembered that she had brought the knife in, so he raised his voice to warn, "You stay here and don't hurt yourself."
Zhao Fengqing screamed in the bathroom.
When Jiang Jing saw the fruit knife, he hurried to help her.
After Zhao Fengqing's eyes adjusted to the darkness, he reached out for the towel and wiped his body casually.
Jiang Jing was leaning against the entrance wall at this moment, looking at her with unclear eyes.
He changed into home clothes, sat on the bed, took out his computer and started working today.
He took advantage of the light from outside, walked to the bathroom door, and called out, "Zhao Fengqing?"
Zhao Fengqing's back didn't hurt too much because his hand was supporting it. Her butt hurt the most.
But, I really can't help it.
Just finished wiping it and it’s bright now.
Now I feel at ease.
"Let me go." Zhao Fengqing glared at him with a wet face.
The phone call came.
"Is that enough?" He still smiled. "If not, give me a few more."
Zhao Fengqing let out a breath.
"Tsk." Zhao Fengqing turned and headed for the bathroom. After she took two steps, she came back with a fruit knife and threatened, "Don't be so beastly and peek at me taking a bath."
The development of events tonight was beyond his expectations.
The coffee tasted so-so, but it helped to dilute the taste left in his mouth.
"Your injury..."
Zhao Fengqing let out a breath.
"I don't know. I'll go out and ask." He remembered that she had brought the knife in, so he raised his voice to warn, "You stay here and don't hurt yourself."
Jiang Jing handed the knife back to her and stopped smiling. Now he could calmly explain, "I was afraid that the knife would hurt you. I told you not to move, but you moved. Don't you understand the normal physiological structure of men?"
Zhao Fengqing was startled and stepped back violently.
After putting on her home clothes, she turned the lock on the bathroom door.
After hearing the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, Jiang Jing suddenly felt that he couldn't read any documents. A figure appeared in his mind.
"I can't see--" Zhao Fengqing's eyes were not adapted to the darkness, and it was pitch black at this moment.
Then pull the door.
Jiang Jing quickly drew open the curtains.
He looked calm and composed.
Just finished wiping it and it’s bright now.
When Jiang Jing saw the fruit knife, he hurried to help her.
Jiang Jing was leaning against the entrance wall at this moment, looking at her with unclear eyes.
Zhao Fengqing was stunned and took a step back.
"Why are yours long pants and mine shorts?" It's so unfair. He was wrapped up tightly, showing nothing. But she wanted to show her thighs.
Jiang Yin returned to the room, knocked on the bathroom door and explained, "There's a power outage, wait a few minutes." He was worried about her, so he didn't go back to the bed.
"Zhao Fengqing, don't move." Jiang Jing's face turned cold. He couldn't stand her rubbing against him like this.
Jiang Jing was leaning against the entrance wall at this moment, looking at her with unclear eyes.
Zhao Fengqing was startled and stepped back violently.
"Whoa whoa whoa!" she cried. "What's going on?"
Zhao Fengqing took another shower and came out to see a charging cable on the table, so he was finally able to turn on his phone.
Just finished wiping it and it’s bright now.
"So don't move." Jiang Jing opened the door.
When Jiang Jing saw the fruit knife, he hurried to help her.
This retreat is a tragedy.
"Is that enough?" He still smiled. "If not, give me a few more."
Zhao Fengqing lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She looked at the bed opposite, wondering if Jiang Jing would come back and chop her in the middle of the night.
At this moment, she was eager to ask others what was going on with Jiang Jing's behavior tonight.
She tripped over her slippers and fell backwards. She managed to catch herself in time, but her shoes slipped again.
When the two looked at each other, suddenly, the lights went out.
The warm water kept rushing down, and his head and body were all wet.
Jiang Jing was leaning against the entrance wall at this moment, looking at her with unclear eyes.
The hotel waiter rushed over and comforted the passengers, "Sorry, it may be due to thunder. The high-voltage line is broken. The hotel is starting the generator to generate electricity. Please wait a moment. Sorry, sorry."
Zhao Fengqing went to Jiang Fuli’s author Weibo account.
Behind Zhao Fengqing is the sink.
He looked calm and composed.
The warm water kept rushing down, and his head and body were all wet.
Zhao Fengqing's back didn't hurt too much because his hand was supporting it. Her butt hurt the most.
"I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself."
Jiang Jing handed the knife back to her and stopped smiling. Now he could calmly explain, "I was afraid that the knife would hurt you. I told you not to move, but you moved. Don't you understand the normal physiological structure of men?"
After putting on her home clothes, she turned the lock on the bathroom door.
The phone call came.
Zhao Fengqing was uneasy about their position. She wanted to kick him, but her legs were pinned down by him.
There is a fruit knife on the sink. The knife is very sharp. Although it has a sheath, the sheath is very loose.
He didn't intend to touch Zhao Fengqing.
She snorted coldly.
Once you encounter it, your rationality will collapse.
He was really afraid that she would get hurt, so he pinched her waist and lifted her inside.
Jiang Jing handed the knife back to her and stopped smiling. Now he could calmly explain, "I was afraid that the knife would hurt you. I told you not to move, but you moved. Don't you understand the normal physiological structure of men?"
"Why not?"
A moment ago, he was very confident that he could get through it safely. However, now listening to the sound of water inside, he was a little shaken.
When Jiang Jing saw the fruit knife, he hurried to help her.
"I don't know. I'll go out and ask." He remembered that she had brought the knife in, so he raised his voice to warn, "You stay here and don't hurt yourself."
"Whoa whoa whoa!" she cried. "What's going on?"
Zhao Fengqing screamed in the bathroom.
She fell so hard that she dragged him down with her.
Before the kiss was over, the lights came on.
In the darkness, all senses other than vision were magnified. Her nose and breath were filled with his scent.
Zhao Fengqing was startled and stepped back violently.
"It's a shallow stroke, it won't be a problem." Jiang Jing changed his clothes, picked up his computer and went out.
The moment she kicked him, he instantly came to his senses.
He realized now that tonight was a test.
Jiang Jing was afraid that she would get hurt, so he quickly protected her head and back in his arms. When she fell, his right hand hit the sink, and his left hand was pressed to the ground by her back.
A moment ago, he was very confident that he could get through it safely. However, now listening to the sound of water inside, he was a little shaken.
Jiang Jing went downstairs to look through the newly bought clothes, and then found that he really didn't buy her trousers.
Zhao Fengqing took another shower and came out to see a charging cable on the table, so he was finally able to turn on his phone.
Jiang Jing's eyes were usually light in color, but now they were terribly dark. The way he looked at her contained a certain intensity that was difficult to conceal.
"Go ask the clothes seller." He looked up at the shorts in her hand, a little impatient, "Don't bother me if you have nothing to do. I have a lot of work to do."
Zhao Fengqing's back didn't hurt too much because his hand was supporting it. Her butt hurt the most.
The coffee tasted so-so, but it helped to dilute the taste left in his mouth.
Zhao Fengqing let out a breath.
Two flashes of lightning flashed outside.
"Your injury..."
The coffee tasted so-so, but it helped to dilute the taste left in his mouth.
After she came to her senses, she saw herself half lying in his arms, and quickly pushed him away, angrily yelling, "What are you doing?"
"It was an accident." Jiang Jing stood up calmly and put away the shaky fruit knife. Then he lied with his eyes open, "Don't roll your eyes. If you do, I'll kiss you."
He took a quick look and still only had three words: "Psycho."
Jiang Jing looked at her face carefully and asked, "Where are you hurt?"
Zhao Fengqing's back didn't hurt too much because his hand was supporting it. Her butt hurt the most.
"Whoa whoa whoa!" she cried. "What's going on?"
The knife had just been hit by Jiang Jing's arm and was now shaking, about to fall.
Not to mention, it was deadly when she exerted her strength with her legs under him.
Jiang Jing was leaning against the entrance wall at this moment, looking at her with unclear eyes.
Jiang Jing didn't dodge or evade.
Zhao Fengqing didn't hear his question at all, she was just trying to escape from his arms. She was in a panic, and when she saw the knife on the sink, she reached out to grab it. "My knife, my knife."
Jiang Jing wanted to roll his eyes like her, "I have to work overtime until two or three in the morning tonight, so I don't have time to spy on you."
She was furious and tore his hair hard.
He didn't intend to touch Zhao Fengqing.
In fact, Zhao Fengqing had never exposed her thighs in front of him during this period. She usually wore various slim-fitting trousers. With beautiful legs, she looked good in any outfit.
The room was pitch black.
Jiang Jing sucked her lips hard one last time, then let her go. He tried his best to control his emotions and looked at her in such a state of embarrassment.
The knife had just been hit by Jiang Jing's arm and was now shaking, about to fall.
Not to mention, it was deadly when she exerted her strength with her legs under him.
Zhao Fengqing took out the newly bought home clothes. The texture was good, but the style... She looked at it, then looked at what he was wearing, "Why did you buy a couple's style?"
He realized now that tonight was a test.
"When did I roll my eyes?" Zhao Fengqing got up. She grabbed the fruit knife, threw away the knife sheath, and was about to stab him.
Once you encounter it, your rationality will collapse.
Zhao Fengqing's back didn't hurt too much because his hand was supporting it. Her butt hurt the most.
He was really afraid that she would get hurt, so he pinched her waist and lifted her inside.
"Whoa whoa whoa!" she cried. "What's going on?"
Zhao Fengqing screamed in panic, and then his chin was grabbed.
"Whoa whoa whoa!" she cried. "What's going on?"
She couldn't reach the knife, so she could only hit him and shouted angrily, "What are you doing?"
She whimpered.
Jiang Jing got mad and grabbed her hands with his right hand. He ravaged her mouth more and more.
"I won't touch you. I'm going to sleep in the lobby tonight, so you can get some rest."
The moment she kicked him, he instantly came to his senses.
After hearing the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, Jiang Jing suddenly felt that he couldn't read any documents. A figure appeared in his mind.
After putting on her home clothes, she turned the lock on the bathroom door.
Jiang Jing quickly drew open the curtains.
The hotel waiter rushed over and comforted the passengers, "Sorry, it may be due to thunder. The high-voltage line is broken. The hotel is starting the generator to generate electricity. Please wait a moment. Sorry, sorry."
"I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself."
There is a fruit knife on the sink. The knife is very sharp. Although it has a sheath, the sheath is very loose.
He took advantage of the light from outside, walked to the bathroom door, and called out, "Zhao Fengqing?"
Zhao Fengqing was uneasy about their position. She wanted to kick him, but her legs were pinned down by him.
Two flashes of lightning flashed outside.
"Whoa whoa whoa!" she cried. "What's going on?"
Jiang Jing got mad and grabbed her hands with his right hand. He ravaged her mouth more and more.
The warm water kept rushing down, and his head and body were all wet.
"You're... normal. But I didn't... hear you." He held her so tightly that she thought he was going to force himself on her, so she didn't even listen to him.
"Zhao Fengqing, don't move." Jiang Jing's face turned cold. He couldn't stand her rubbing against him like this.
Also in Hongwo, she said with a smile, "He doesn't believe you are my boyfriend."
He has always had good self-control, but he only loses control occasionally.
He was really afraid that she would get hurt, so he pinched her waist and lifted her inside.
At one o'clock in the morning, the rain gradually stopped.
But she didn't listen to him. She saw the shower switch next to her and turned it on quickly.
"Let me go." Zhao Fengqing glared at him with a wet face.
Zhao Fengqing pouted and lowered his hands, "I'm afraid if I kill you, I'll go to jail."
The next second, his lips sealed hers.
Zhao Fengqing let out a breath.
The warm water splashed down, soaking both her and him.
The latest Weibo post was posted this afternoon: I am not feeling well and will not be updating for a week.
"Your injury..."
The knife had just been hit by Jiang Jing's arm and was now shaking, about to fall.
At this moment, she was eager to ask others what was going on with Jiang Jing's behavior tonight.
"Zhao Fengqing." He looked very bad.
In fact, Zhao Fengqing had never exposed her thighs in front of him during this period. She usually wore various slim-fitting trousers. With beautiful legs, she looked good in any outfit.
The development of events tonight was beyond his expectations.
Jiang Jing handed the knife back to her and stopped smiling. Now he could calmly explain, "I was afraid that the knife would hurt you. I told you not to move, but you moved. Don't you understand the normal physiological structure of men?"
Jiang Jing was leaning against the entrance wall at this moment, looking at her with unclear eyes.
He was really afraid that she would get hurt, so he pinched her waist and lifted her inside.
The phone call came.
A moment ago, he was very confident that he could get through it safely. However, now listening to the sound of water inside, he was a little shaken.
"Let me go." Zhao Fengqing glared at him with a wet face.
The next second, his lips sealed hers.
The latest Weibo post was posted this afternoon: I am not feeling well and will not be updating for a week.
Then pull the door.
In fact, Zhao Fengqing had never exposed her thighs in front of him during this period. She usually wore various slim-fitting trousers. With beautiful legs, she looked good in any outfit.
The development of events tonight was beyond his expectations.
Jiang Jing's eyes were usually light in color, but now they were terribly dark. The way he looked at her contained a certain intensity that was difficult to conceal.
She whimpered.
Jiang Jing has already taken a shower.
The warm water kept rushing down, and his head and body were all wet.
She fell so hard that she dragged him down with her.
She looked at the fruit knife on the bedside table, sat up, and put the fruit knife under her pillow.
Jiang Jing was afraid that she would get hurt, so he quickly protected her head and back in his arms. When she fell, his right hand hit the sink, and his left hand was pressed to the ground by her back.
After hearing the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, Jiang Jing suddenly felt that he couldn't read any documents. A figure appeared in his mind.
The latest Weibo post was posted this afternoon: I am not feeling well and will not be updating for a week.
Zhao Fengqing pouted and lowered his hands, "I'm afraid if I kill you, I'll go to jail."
Jiang Jing suddenly smiled, not the usual faint smile, but a happy smile. He snatched the knife, and without blinking, he slashed his arm.
She couldn't reach the knife, so she could only hit him and shouted angrily, "What are you doing?"
When the two looked at each other, suddenly, the lights went out.
He was really afraid that she would get hurt, so he pinched her waist and lifted her inside.
This time the call came quickly.
"It was an accident." Jiang Jing stood up calmly and put away the shaky fruit knife. Then he lied with his eyes open, "Don't roll your eyes. If you do, I'll kiss you."
The coffee tasted so-so, but it helped to dilute the taste left in his mouth.
He didn't intend to touch Zhao Fengqing.
The hotel waiter made a cup of coffee and brought it to me with a smile.
The hotel lost power again.
When Jiang Jing saw the fruit knife, he hurried to help her.
It was a wrong decision for her to follow Jiang Jing to Zongshan Town today.
She couldn't reach the knife, so she could only hit him and shouted angrily, "What are you doing?"
In the darkness, all senses other than vision were magnified. Her nose and breath were filled with his scent.
The coffee tasted so-so, but it helped to dilute the taste left in his mouth.
The moment she kicked him, he instantly came to his senses.
Zhao Fengqing screamed in panic, and then his chin was grabbed.
Zhao Fengqing screamed in the bathroom.
As a result, Zhao Fengqing waited until the water was cold, but the electricity still didn't come back. She was very disappointed with this hotel that didn't even have a woodshed or a presidential suite.
"Go ask the clothes seller." He looked up at the shorts in her hand, a little impatient, "Don't bother me if you have nothing to do. I have a lot of work to do."
The knife had just been hit by Jiang Jing's arm and was now shaking, about to fall.
At this moment, she was eager to ask others what was going on with Jiang Jing's behavior tonight.
The next second, his lips sealed hers.
She snorted coldly.
She tripped over her slippers and fell backwards. She managed to catch herself in time, but her shoes slipped again.
The warm water splashed down, covering up the sound of their lips and teeth intertwining.
She was furious and tore his hair hard.
The passengers' dissatisfied voices faded a little.
Many passengers came out of the corridor and asked questions.
Zhao Fengqing placed a sharp fruit knife on the bedside table and occasionally waved it in the air to show his threat.
Jiang Jing got mad and grabbed her hands with his right hand. He ravaged her mouth more and more.
He changed into home clothes, sat on the bed, took out his computer and started working today.
Now I feel at ease.
Jiang Jing was leaning against the entrance wall at this moment, looking at her with unclear eyes.
"You're... normal. But I didn't... hear you." He held her so tightly that she thought he was going to force himself on her, so she didn't even listen to him.
Zhao Fengqing took out the newly bought home clothes. The texture was good, but the style... She looked at it, then looked at what he was wearing, "Why did you buy a couple's style?"
Zhao Fengqing was pressed tightly in his arms, unable to struggle.
He was about to go back to work when suddenly the lights went out.
Zhao Fengqing took another shower and came out to see a charging cable on the table, so he was finally able to turn on his phone.
The warm water splashed down, covering up the sound of their lips and teeth intertwining.
"Why not?"
It was a wrong decision for her to follow Jiang Jing to Zongshan Town today.
Jiang Jing didn't dodge or evade.
Zhao Fengqing was pressed tightly in his arms, unable to struggle.
Zhao Fengqing took another shower and came out to see a charging cable on the table, so he was finally able to turn on his phone.
Also in Hongwo, she said with a smile, "He doesn't believe you are my boyfriend."
"Tsk." Zhao Fengqing turned and headed for the bathroom. After she took two steps, she came back with a fruit knife and threatened, "Don't be so beastly and peek at me taking a bath."
After putting on her home clothes, she turned the lock on the bathroom door.
In the darkness, all senses other than vision were magnified. Her nose and breath were filled with his scent.
After hearing the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, Jiang Jing suddenly felt that he couldn't read any documents. A figure appeared in his mind.
Zhao Fengqing let out a breath.
She whimpered.
On the day of the class reunion, he kissed Zhao Fengqing once.
"I can't see--" Zhao Fengqing's eyes were not adapted to the darkness, and it was pitch black at this moment.
"Let me go." Zhao Fengqing glared at him with a wet face.
At this moment, she was eager to ask others what was going on with Jiang Jing's behavior tonight.
Zhao Fengqing screamed in the bathroom.
He was about to go back to work when suddenly the lights went out.
In fact, Zhao Fengqing had never exposed her thighs in front of him during this period. She usually wore various slim-fitting trousers. With beautiful legs, she looked good in any outfit.
There is a fruit knife on the sink. The knife is very sharp. Although it has a sheath, the sheath is very loose.
This time the call came quickly.
She fell so hard that she dragged him down with her.
She shook her head repeatedly and turned off the shower. When she turned back, she forced a smile, "Boss Jiang, don't be impulsive... It's just a kiss, no need to bleed." She was afraid that she would offend a real psychopath.
Before the kiss was over, the lights came on.
The latest Weibo post was posted this afternoon: I am not feeling well and will not be updating for a week.
Zhao Fengqing screamed in panic, and then his chin was grabbed.
Jiang Jing wanted to roll his eyes like her, "I have to work overtime until two or three in the morning tonight, so I don't have time to spy on you."
Then pull the door.
"Whoa whoa whoa!" she cried. "What's going on?"
Jiang Jing sucked her lips hard one last time, then let her go. He tried his best to control his emotions and looked at her in such a state of embarrassment.
Jiang Fuli didn't answer the phone or reply to messages.
The development of events tonight was beyond his expectations.
After she came to her senses, she saw herself half lying in his arms, and quickly pushed him away, angrily yelling, "What are you doing?"
The room was pitch black.
It looks like the whole building has a power outage.
As a result, Zhao Fengqing waited until the water was cold, but the electricity still didn't come back. She was very disappointed with this hotel that didn't even have a woodshed or a presidential suite.
She shook her head repeatedly and turned off the shower. When she turned back, she forced a smile, "Boss Jiang, don't be impulsive... It's just a kiss, no need to bleed." She was afraid that she would offend a real psychopath.
Zhao Fengqing's hair was in disarray, her face and body were wet, she wiped her lips, "You go back on your word!"
Before the kiss was over, the lights came on.
She snorted coldly.
The warm water splashed down, covering up the sound of their lips and teeth intertwining.
Jiang Jing was leaning against the entrance wall at this moment, looking at her with unclear eyes.
Jiang Jing handed the knife back to her and stopped smiling. Now he could calmly explain, "I was afraid that the knife would hurt you. I told you not to move, but you moved. Don't you understand the normal physiological structure of men?"
He looked out the window and saw lightning and thunder still occurring.
The development of events tonight was beyond his expectations.
"It was an accident." Jiang Jing stood up calmly and put away the shaky fruit knife. Then he lied with his eyes open, "Don't roll your eyes. If you do, I'll kiss you."
The moment she kicked him, he instantly came to his senses.
The coffee tasted so-so, but it helped to dilute the taste left in his mouth.
In summer weather, I feel uncomfortable if I don’t take a shower.
She tripped over her slippers and fell backwards. She managed to catch herself in time, but her shoes slipped again.
She is looking for Jiang Fuli.
Now I feel at ease.
He took advantage of the light from outside, walked to the bathroom door, and called out, "Zhao Fengqing?"
He regretted buying her shorts.
"When did I roll my eyes?" Zhao Fengqing got up. She grabbed the fruit knife, threw away the knife sheath, and was about to stab him.
He was about to go back to work when suddenly the lights went out.
Jiang Jing's eyes were usually light in color, but now they were terribly dark. The way he looked at her contained a certain intensity that was difficult to conceal.
Jiang Jing closed the computer, half leaned against the head of the bed, and closed his eyes.
Zhao Fengqing lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She looked at the bed opposite, wondering if Jiang Jing would come back and chop her in the middle of the night.
The warm water kept rushing down, and his head and body were all wet.
After Zhao Fengqing's eyes adjusted to the darkness, he reached out for the towel and wiped his body casually.
"Zhao Fengqing, don't move." Jiang Jing's face turned cold. He couldn't stand her rubbing against him like this.
The warm water kept rushing down, and his head and body were all wet.
Jiang Jing didn't dodge or evade.
Jiang Jing wanted to roll his eyes like her, "I have to work overtime until two or three in the morning tonight, so I don't have time to spy on you."
"You're... normal. But I didn't... hear you." He held her so tightly that she thought he was going to force himself on her, so she didn't even listen to him.
It was a wrong decision for her to follow Jiang Jing to Zongshan Town today.
Her movements froze in mid-air.
Zhao Fengqing went to Jiang Fuli’s author Weibo account.
Zhao Fengqing lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She looked at the bed opposite, wondering if Jiang Jing would come back and chop her in the middle of the night.
"It's a shallow stroke, it won't be a problem." Jiang Jing changed his clothes, picked up his computer and went out.
The development of events tonight was beyond his expectations.
Zhao Fengqing's hair was in disarray, her face and body were wet, she wiped her lips, "You go back on your word!"
The warm water splashed down, covering up the sound of their lips and teeth intertwining.
Zhao Fengqing didn't hear his question at all, she was just trying to escape from his arms. She was in a panic, and when she saw the knife on the sink, she reached out to grab it. "My knife, my knife."
Just finished wiping it and it’s bright now.
"Why not?"
Behind Zhao Fengqing is the sink.
This retreat is a tragedy.
The knife had just been hit by Jiang Jing's arm and was now shaking, about to fall.
Zhao Fengqing went to Jiang Fuli’s author Weibo account.
Jiang Jing looked at her face carefully and asked, "Where are you hurt?"
Jiang Jing wanted to roll his eyes like her, "I have to work overtime until two or three in the morning tonight, so I don't have time to spy on you."
Zhao Fengqing pouted and lowered his hands, "I'm afraid if I kill you, I'll go to jail."
But she didn't listen to him. She saw the shower switch next to her and turned it on quickly.
He looked out the window and saw lightning and thunder still occurring.
He regretted buying her shorts.
Jiang Fuli didn't answer the phone or reply to messages.
She snorted coldly.
After hearing the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, Jiang Jing suddenly felt that he couldn't read any documents. A figure appeared in his mind.
Once you encounter it, your rationality will collapse.
Zhao Fengqing took another shower and came out to see a charging cable on the table, so he was finally able to turn on his phone.
Jiang Jing suddenly smiled, not the usual faint smile, but a happy smile. He snatched the knife, and without blinking, he slashed his arm.
After hearing this, he couldn't help but kissed her.
She is looking for Jiang Fuli.
"I can't see--" Zhao Fengqing's eyes were not adapted to the darkness, and it was pitch black at this moment.
In the darkness, all senses other than vision were magnified. Her nose and breath were filled with his scent.
She tripped over her slippers and fell backwards. She managed to catch herself in time, but her shoes slipped again.
Zhao Fengqing screamed in panic, and then his chin was grabbed.
"It's a shallow stroke, it won't be a problem." Jiang Jing changed his clothes, picked up his computer and went out.
The phone call came.
Zhao Fengqing was stunned and took a step back.
She is looking for Jiang Fuli.
Many passengers came out of the corridor and asked questions.
"Is that enough?" He still smiled. "If not, give me a few more."
Her movements froze in mid-air.
A moment ago, he was very confident that he could get through it safely. However, now listening to the sound of water inside, he was a little shaken.
He realized now that tonight was a test.
But she didn't listen to him. She saw the shower switch next to her and turned it on quickly.
She shook her head repeatedly and turned off the shower. When she turned back, she forced a smile, "Boss Jiang, don't be impulsive... It's just a kiss, no need to bleed." She was afraid that she would offend a real psychopath.
Jiang Yin returned to the room, knocked on the bathroom door and explained, "There's a power outage, wait a few minutes." He was worried about her, so he didn't go back to the bed.
Zhao Fengqing took another shower and came out to see a charging cable on the table, so he was finally able to turn on his phone.
Jiang Jing quickly drew open the curtains.
Jiang Jing handed the knife back to her and stopped smiling. Now he could calmly explain, "I was afraid that the knife would hurt you. I told you not to move, but you moved. Don't you understand the normal physiological structure of men?"
Just finished wiping it and it’s bright now.
After hearing the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, Jiang Jing suddenly felt that he couldn't read any documents. A figure appeared in his mind.
In the darkness, all senses other than vision were magnified. Her nose and breath were filled with his scent.
"You're... normal. But I didn't... hear you." He held her so tightly that she thought he was going to force himself on her, so she didn't even listen to him.
"I don't know. I'll go out and ask." He remembered that she had brought the knife in, so he raised his voice to warn, "You stay here and don't hurt yourself."
Then pull the door.
She whimpered.
"I won't touch you. I'm going to sleep in the lobby tonight, so you can get some rest."
He regretted buying her shorts.
Zhao Fengqing screamed in the bathroom.
"I can't see--" Zhao Fengqing's eyes were not adapted to the darkness, and it was pitch black at this moment.
This time the call came quickly.
"Your injury..."
Jiang Jing didn't dodge or evade.
Zhao Fengqing went to Jiang Fuli’s author Weibo account.
In the darkness, all senses other than vision were magnified. Her nose and breath were filled with his scent.
Jiang Jing's eyes were usually light in color, but now they were terribly dark. The way he looked at her contained a certain intensity that was difficult to conceal.
He looked out the window and saw lightning and thunder still occurring.
In fact, Zhao Fengqing had never exposed her thighs in front of him during this period. She usually wore various slim-fitting trousers. With beautiful legs, she looked good in any outfit.
Zhao Fengqing took another shower and came out to see a charging cable on the table, so he was finally able to turn on his phone.
It was a wrong decision for her to follow Jiang Jing to Zongshan Town today.
"It's a shallow stroke, it won't be a problem." Jiang Jing changed his clothes, picked up his computer and went out.
The development of events tonight was beyond his expectations.
Zhao Fengqing was uneasy about their position. She wanted to kick him, but her legs were pinned down by him.
"It was an accident." Jiang Jing stood up calmly and put away the shaky fruit knife. Then he lied with his eyes open, "Don't roll your eyes. If you do, I'll kiss you."
A moment ago, he was very confident that he could get through it safely. However, now listening to the sound of water inside, he was a little shaken.
After making sure it was locked from the inside and couldn't be opened from the outside, she jumped over to Jiang Jing and asked tentatively, "Boss Jiang, I want to take a shower."
Zhao Fengqing took another shower and came out to see a charging cable on the table, so he was finally able to turn on his phone.
He took advantage of the light from outside, walked to the bathroom door, and called out, "Zhao Fengqing?"
After hearing the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, Jiang Jing suddenly felt that he couldn't read any documents. A figure appeared in his mind.
Jiang Jing closed the computer, half leaned against the head of the bed, and closed his eyes.
The coffee tasted so-so, but it helped to dilute the taste left in his mouth.
Jiang Jing wanted to roll his eyes like her, "I have to work overtime until two or three in the morning tonight, so I don't have time to spy on you."
Jiang Jing got mad and grabbed her hands with his right hand. He ravaged her mouth more and more.
Jiang Jing sucked her lips hard one last time, then let her go. He tried his best to control his emotions and looked at her in such a state of embarrassment.
The hotel waiter made a cup of coffee and brought it to me with a smile.
At this moment, she was eager to ask others what was going on with Jiang Jing's behavior tonight.
She is looking for Jiang Fuli.
"Zhao Fengqing." He looked very bad.
Zhao Fengqing didn't hear his question at all, she was just trying to escape from his arms. She was in a panic, and when she saw the knife on the sink, she reached out to grab it. "My knife, my knife."
Zhao Fengqing screamed in panic, and then his chin was grabbed.
After putting on her home clothes, she turned the lock on the bathroom door.
She is looking for Jiang Fuli.
She looked at the fruit knife on the bedside table, sat up, and put the fruit knife under her pillow.
After putting on her home clothes, she turned the lock on the bathroom door.
At this moment, she was eager to ask others what was going on with Jiang Jing's behavior tonight.
He regretted buying her shorts.
The latest Weibo post was posted this afternoon: I am not feeling well and will not be updating for a week.
The next second, his lips sealed hers.
After hearing the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, Jiang Jing suddenly felt that he couldn't read any documents. A figure appeared in his mind.
"Why are yours long pants and mine shorts?" It's so unfair. He was wrapped up tightly, showing nothing. But she wanted to show her thighs.
Jiang Fuli didn't answer the phone or reply to messages.
Jiang Jing's eyes were usually light in color, but now they were terribly dark. The way he looked at her contained a certain intensity that was difficult to conceal.
Her movements froze in mid-air.
Zhao Fengqing screamed in the bathroom.
He didn't intend to touch Zhao Fengqing.
"Go ask the clothes seller." He looked up at the shorts in her hand, a little impatient, "Don't bother me if you have nothing to do. I have a lot of work to do."
"You're... normal. But I didn't... hear you." He held her so tightly that she thought he was going to force himself on her, so she didn't even listen to him.
She snorted coldly.
Zhao Fengqing went to Jiang Fuli’s author Weibo account.
Zhao Fengqing was stunned and took a step back.
She was furious and tore his hair hard.
"I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself."
Jiang Jing wanted to roll his eyes like her, "I have to work overtime until two or three in the morning tonight, so I don't have time to spy on you."
The latest Weibo post was posted this afternoon: I am not feeling well and will not be updating for a week.
The latest Weibo post was posted this afternoon: I am not feeling well and will not be updating for a week.
Zhao Fengqing went to Jiang Fuli’s author Weibo account.
Zhao Fengqing lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She looked at the bed opposite, wondering if Jiang Jing would come back and chop her in the middle of the night.
"I can't see--" Zhao Fengqing's eyes were not adapted to the darkness, and it was pitch black at this moment.
After making sure it was locked from the inside and couldn't be opened from the outside, she jumped over to Jiang Jing and asked tentatively, "Boss Jiang, I want to take a shower."
Now I feel at ease.
Jiang Fuli didn't answer the phone or reply to messages.
After making sure it was locked from the inside and couldn't be opened from the outside, she jumped over to Jiang Jing and asked tentatively, "Boss Jiang, I want to take a shower."
She looked at the fruit knife on the bedside table, sat up, and put the fruit knife under her pillow.
The moment she kicked him, he instantly came to his senses.
He changed into home clothes, sat on the bed, took out his computer and started working today.
Zhao Fengqing screamed in the bathroom.
The phone call came.
"I don't know. I'll go out and ask." He remembered that she had brought the knife in, so he raised his voice to warn, "You stay here and don't hurt yourself."
Many passengers came out of the corridor and asked questions.
It was a wrong decision for her to follow Jiang Jing to Zongshan Town today.
Now I feel at ease.
Zhao Fengqing's hair was in disarray, her face and body were wet, she wiped her lips, "You go back on your word!"
Behind Zhao Fengqing is the sink.
Jiang Jing has already taken a shower.
Zhao Fengqing went to Jiang Fuli’s author Weibo account.
Zhao Fengqing screamed in panic, and then his chin was grabbed.
At one o'clock in the morning, the rain gradually stopped.
Zhao Fengqing pouted and lowered his hands, "I'm afraid if I kill you, I'll go to jail."
"So don't move." Jiang Jing opened the door.
After hearing this, he couldn't help but kissed her.
"I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself."
The next second, his lips sealed hers.
Jiang Jing looked at her face carefully and asked, "Where are you hurt?"
After putting on her home clothes, she turned the lock on the bathroom door.
Jiang Jing sat on the sofa in the hotel lobby, looking at the dark night outside.
"Why are yours long pants and mine shorts?" It's so unfair. He was wrapped up tightly, showing nothing. But she wanted to show her thighs.
The next second, his lips sealed hers.
"You're... normal. But I didn't... hear you." He held her so tightly that she thought he was going to force himself on her, so she didn't even listen to him.
After making sure it was locked from the inside and couldn't be opened from the outside, she jumped over to Jiang Jing and asked tentatively, "Boss Jiang, I want to take a shower."
He didn't intend to touch Zhao Fengqing.
He realized now that tonight was a test.
The hotel waiter made a cup of coffee and brought it to me with a smile.
The warm water splashed down, covering up the sound of their lips and teeth intertwining.
Now I feel at ease.
The coffee tasted so-so, but it helped to dilute the taste left in his mouth.
When Jiang Jing saw the fruit knife, he hurried to help her.
Zhao Fengqing took out the newly bought home clothes. The texture was good, but the style... She looked at it, then looked at what he was wearing, "Why did you buy a couple's style?"
Jiang Jing suddenly smiled, not the usual faint smile, but a happy smile. He snatched the knife, and without blinking, he slashed his arm.
"Thank you." Jiang Jing took it, not noticing the shy blush on the waiter's face.
Jiang Jing closed the computer, half leaned against the head of the bed, and closed his eyes.
The latest Weibo post was posted this afternoon: I am not feeling well and will not be updating for a week.
The warm water splashed down, soaking both her and him.
Jiang Jing sat on the sofa in the hotel lobby, looking at the dark night outside.
The coffee tasted so-so, but it helped to dilute the taste left in his mouth.
The room was pitch black.
Before the kiss was over, the lights came on.
He regretted buying her shorts.
The latest Weibo post was posted this afternoon: I am not feeling well and will not be updating for a week.
Jiang Jing quickly drew open the curtains.
She couldn't reach the knife, so she could only hit him and shouted angrily, "What are you doing?"
Her movements froze in mid-air.
The development of events tonight was beyond his expectations.
She was furious and tore his hair hard.
Zhao Fengqing's hair was in disarray, her face and body were wet, she wiped her lips, "You go back on your word!"
"Why are yours long pants and mine shorts?" It's so unfair. He was wrapped up tightly, showing nothing. But she wanted to show her thighs.
"I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself."
The coffee tasted so-so, but it helped to dilute the taste left in his mouth.
He didn't intend to touch Zhao Fengqing.
"It's a shallow stroke, it won't be a problem." Jiang Jing changed his clothes, picked up his computer and went out.
"It was an accident." Jiang Jing stood up calmly and put away the shaky fruit knife. Then he lied with his eyes open, "Don't roll your eyes. If you do, I'll kiss you."
She looked at the fruit knife on the bedside table, sat up, and put the fruit knife under her pillow.
But, I really can't help it.
After hearing this, he couldn't help but kissed her.
Many passengers came out of the corridor and asked questions.
The room was pitch black.
Jiang Jing sucked her lips hard one last time, then let her go. He tried his best to control his emotions and looked at her in such a state of embarrassment.
"You're... normal. But I didn't... hear you." He held her so tightly that she thought he was going to force himself on her, so she didn't even listen to him.
Once you encounter it, your rationality will collapse.
Many passengers came out of the corridor and asked questions.
On the day of the class reunion, he kissed Zhao Fengqing once.
He looked out the window and saw lightning and thunder still occurring.
It looks like the whole building has a power outage.
Jiang Jing didn't dodge or evade.
In fact, Zhao Fengqing had never exposed her thighs in front of him during this period. She usually wore various slim-fitting trousers. With beautiful legs, she looked good in any outfit.
"Let me go." Zhao Fengqing glared at him with a wet face.
But she didn't listen to him. She saw the shower switch next to her and turned it on quickly.
Not to mention, it was deadly when she exerted her strength with her legs under him.
He took advantage of the light from outside, walked to the bathroom door, and called out, "Zhao Fengqing?"
After putting on her home clothes, she turned the lock on the bathroom door.
"Yeah." Jiang Jing hadn't been to the company recently, so all his work was done online. He had a few project reports to review tonight, so he was very busy.
He looked calm and composed.
Jiang Jing quickly drew open the curtains.