I haven't eaten anything for a whole day, and Ai Jiujiu doesn't feel hungry. My fingers are typing quickly on the keyboard. After more than four hours of repeated revisions and speculations, the outline of the next book of Seven Seconds Fish has appeared completely. on the screen.
Moving his neck, which was sore from lowering his head all the time, Ai Jiujiu inadvertently touched the cheek where he had been beaten. It was no longer as hot as before. He took the mirror and looked at it, and saw that behind the cheek bone At one point, there were two traces of being caught.
No wonder I felt burning pain when I first applied the medicine.
Ai Jiujiu put down the computer. His head felt heavy and his mouth was very thirsty. He wanted to go out and get a glass of water. As soon as he limped to the bedroom door, he heard the sound of the door opening coming from outside. Ai Jiujiu's nerves She tensed up subconsciously, but she saw that the door outside was opened, but no one came in. Just when she was wondering if she should go over and take a look, she saw Su Yan staggering in.
As soon as he entered the house, the smell of alcohol came with him. With this overwhelming smell of alcohol, one can imagine how much he drank.
Su Yan saw Ai Jiujiu standing at the door of the bedroom, staggering towards her. As he approached, the smell of alcohol made people subconsciously want to avoid it. Ai Jiujiu frowned, she I don't like the smell of alcohol, and now Su Yan still smells of cigarette smoke, which seems to be mixed with a little perfume. In short, the smell is as unpleasant as possible.
This made it difficult for Ai Jiujiu not to frown, but her frown was clearly seen in Su Yan's eyes. A flash of anger flashed in the man's eyes. The next second, his hand grabbed Ai Jiujiu's chin. Lips full of wine fell down.
"Su... um..."
Ai Jiujiu subconsciously wanted to resist, but her resistance gave Su Yan the opportunity to probe into his mouth. Su Yan's strength was amazing, invading every inch of skin in Ai Jiujiu's mouth, without giving her any chance. Ai Jiujiu was pressed against the door panel by Su Yan.
With no way to retreat, and the person in front of her unable to push her away, Ai Jiujiu could only let Su Yan indulge. Ai Jiujiu couldn't bear such a stormy kiss, but the person pressing her felt it was not enough. , his hands nimbly reached into her clothes.
Ai Jiujiu's pajamas are the kind with separate clothes and pants, which is relatively conservative, but such pajamas are indeed convenient for people to insert their hands. Feeling Su Yan's hands lingering on his waist, Ai Jiujiu's eyes widened. Stop struggling.
However, her struggle only resulted in Su Yan's more violent invasion.
His hand went higher and higher, and finally he held it on something soft. When his slightly calloused fingertips touched a small red bean, the numbness and electric current that spread throughout his body made Ai Jiujiu lose all his struggle. strength.
For the first time, her body was given to the person in front of her. No one understood her sensitive areas better than Su Yan, including herself.
Su Yan's fingers were so nimble that Ai Jiujiu wanted to push him away. She really wanted to know why she was the one who got bullied every time she met him.
With these thoughts in mind, he knew what he should do, but his body just wouldn't respond, and Su Yan's movements became more and more skillful. As the saying goes, he was a master among masters.