The teasing words in his ears and the soft touch made Ji Yuyan feel like he was electrocuted. But who should be the flower picker, this has to be made clear.
Ji Youyan endured the shudder, avoided Jingxiu's sneak attack, half hugged Jingxiu and took a few steps forward.
Unprepared, Jingxiu pulled the clothes around Ji Youyan's waist, and she led her to step back several steps, and her back rested on the table.
"What are you doing?" Jingxiu pressed his hand on the edge of the table. With a little tenderness, she leaned back and blamed Ji Youyan, without any deterrence.
Ji Youyan took advantage of the moonlight outside the window to stare at Jingxiu affectionately, with a smile that was not a smile.
When Jingxiu was defeated, she wanted to look away, but Ji Youyan sat up to peck her red lips contentedly, and said with a low smile, "What do you think I want to do?"
"How do you pick flowers so easy to be shy? Huh?" She gently rubbed her leg against Jingxiu, kissing her while saying ambiguous: "Tell me, who is the flower to be picked?"
Jingxiu was so provoked that he could hardly stand still. Because she wanted to hide but couldn't, her waist leaned back into a seductive arc. She gasped for breath thinly, feeling Ji Yuyan kissing her lower jaw along her lips, and the tendency to continue downwards, barely holding back her refusal.
I haven't taken a shower or removed my makeup yet, and if I continue, it's time for Yan Yan to lick the makeup.
Ji You's words were still unfinished, "Axiu, can't you?" Her eyes were gentle and affectionate, with a hint of pleading.
Jingxiu's throat slid up and down, feeling that he was about to melt into Ji Yuyan's eyes. What can't you do? As long as Ji You said she wanted it, as long as she had it.
With just the word "yes", how could Jingxiu say it. Besides, Ji Youyan's appearance of teasing her just now was too wild!
Jingxiu had a bad heart. She suppressed her smile and pretended to be: "It's not impossible, it's just..."
"Just what?" Ji Youyan rubbed Jingxiu's red lips.
Jingxiu kissed Ji Youyan's fingertip, and Ji Youyan's eyes became hotter as she expected.
While she was absent, Jingxiu deftly broke away from Ji Youyan's embrace, walked a few steps away and said slyly, "It's just that I'm inconvenient today."
Ji Youyan was still reminiscing about the remaining touch on her fingertips, and when she heard Jingxiu's words, she suddenly looked at Jingxiu in disbelief.
"It's almost the twentieth." Jingxiu said in a serious tone.
As if being poured down by a basin of cold water, Ji Youyan was sluggish.
Ah, shouldn't it be a few days away
Her whole body wilted visibly, and the high-spiritedness in her eyes turned into a grievance that she wanted to talk about.
Jingxiu turned away from looking at her, opened the suitcase in the dark to get a change of clothes, endured and endured, but still laughed out loud.
She smiled, and Ji Yuyan's heart suddenly rekindled hope.
"Are you lying to me?" She squatted down, hugged Jingxiu from behind and said coquettishly.
Jingxiu smiled but said nothing.
Ji Youyan felt at ease for the most part, and slipped his hand restlessly: "If you don't say it, then I'll find the answer myself."
Jingxiu hurriedly held her hand nervously and said softly, "Take a shower first."
You are really making fun of her! Ji Youyan was elated and completely revived. "together?"
Jingxiu said shyly and angrily, "Together with you."
Ji Youyan put her face on Jingxiu's back and said in a pretentious manner: "You hurt people's fragile hearts, why don't you compensate them?"
Jingxiu shook his body and laughed, "The tone of your speech now also hurts my fragile heart, we are even."
Ji Yuyan laughed sullenly.
"Have you eaten yet?" Jingxiu asked with concern.
"Eat." Ji Youyan said sincerely: "Axiu, it's great to hold you like this. You don't even know how much I miss you."
Jingxiu's heart softened again and again, and responded to her, "That's why I'm here."
"Because of what? Why is it so?" Ji You spoke in an inch, and wanted to hear Jingxiu say something about her.
Jingxiu patted her hand mercilessly and said, "Go pull the curtains and turn on the lights." Obviously changing the topic.
Disgusting to be honest, Ji Youyan kissed the back of her neck dotingly and let her go.
She closed the curtains and turned on the light, and turned around to see Jingxiu walking to the bathroom with her clothes in her arms.
"Really not together?" Ji Youyan asked knowingly.
Jingxiu gave Ji Youyan a sideways glance and hurried to the door. She closed the bathroom door, habitually wanted to lock it, hesitated for a while, and finally stopped her hand by biting her lip.
It's been a long time since I've seen the naked one, Ji Youyan's mouth is open, but he's also a little shy in his heart. So she didn't feel embarrassed to test whether Jingxiu was really locked up and missed Jingxiu's tacit connivance.
She took the bathrobe and sat on the chair to wait, listening to the sound of water rushing from the inside, and she was flustered.
Finally, Jingxiu came out. She was wrapped in a white bathrobe, her hair was messy and beautiful, and her neck and cheeks were flushed with moist crimson. Hibiscus out of the water is so beautiful that every step of the way seems to be stepping on Ji Youyan's heartbeat.
Ji Yuyan couldn't take his eyes away.
"Aren't you going?" Jingxiu wiped her hair, and her movements were usually sexy and provocative.
Ji Youyan frowned and said: "Although there is a sentence that has been said badly, I still want to say it at this moment."
Jingxiu thought she was going to say something warm, but stopped slightly.
As a result, Ji Youyan licked his lips and said, "I can!"
Jingxiu was stunned for a moment, and the little panda with its butt pouted appeared in his mind, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"Go wash." She threw the towel on Ji Yuyan's body amusingly.
Ji Youyan caught the towel, his smile deepened, and he obediently got up and went to the bathroom. When passing by Jingxiu, she killed a carbine, kissed Jingxiu's cheek, and said with a smile, "Baby, I'll come when I go."
Jingxiu covered her face, both angry and funny. She found out a long time ago that Ji Youyan was a little shy except when she was a novice, but when it came to this time, she talked a lot.
Jingxiu didn't know, it was because she was duplicitous, she was so cute when she wanted to refuse, and that made Ji Youyan more and more like teasing her at such times.
Ji Youyan went into the bathroom, stripped off his clothes neatly, and prepared for a quick fight. She hung the clothes she took off on the hooks on the wall and accidentally tore off the trench coat that Jingxiu was hanging on.
She picked up the clothes and suddenly heard a sound. She lowered her head subconsciously and saw two safety buttons, one white and one red, on the anti-skid pad on the ground. She should have lifted the windbreaker upside down and slipped it out of the inner pocket of the windbreaker.
Fortunately, it fell on the anti-skid pad, otherwise it would have been broken. Ji Youyan picked up Ping Ankou in fear. When she opened her palms and wanted to carefully check whether Yu was ill, she suddenly found that she looked familiar—much like the pair that the monk gave her and Jingxiu back then.
Back then, she and Jingxiu had a car accident while traveling in Tibet, and accidentally rescued a monk during the accident. The monk said that they were destined to give them a pair of consecrated safety buttons.
It's just that the pair of safety buckles were made of Hetian Baiyu, and the two safety buckles were all white, with a small faint black spot on the inside of the ring. And now the pair in her palm has black spots on the inside of the ring, but the jade is red and white. The red one also looks like Hetian jade, but the color is wrong...
However, even if it is the pair of safety buckles, one of them should be in his hands. Ji Youyan only regarded it as a coincidence and helped Jingxiu put the Ping An button back into the inner pocket.
Speaking of which, she hadn't taken out the safety buckle after she was reborn. Before her death in the last life, she still held the safety button in her hand.
I don't remember if anyone opened her palm and took out the safety buckle after she died...
Ji Youyan opened the shower head, and his thoughts scattered.
After taking a bath, Ji Youyan dried her body and went out in a vacuum wrapped in a bathrobe. Jingxiu had already blown his hair and sat on the bed with his eyes closed.
Hearing Ji Youyan's footsteps, Jingxiu opened his eyes and looked over, his eyes waved.
"Axiu, I just accidentally dropped your clothes, and when I picked them up, two safety buttons fell off." Ji Youyan wiped his hair and said casually.
Jingxiu's body froze suddenly.
Ji Youyan didn't notice it, and continued: "It fell on the anti-skid pad and it didn't crack. You should take it out first when you change clothes next time."
Jingxiu breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, I'll take it down."
Ji Youyan put down the towel and climbed onto the bed, "Did the old monk give us one before?" She lay on Jingxiu's lap.
Jingxiu hesitated, "Yeah."
"What about the other red one?"
Jingxiu's expression was unnatural for a moment, and he said lightly, "I got it by accident."
Afraid that Ji Youyan would get to the bottom of it, she reached out and rubbed Ji Youyan's wet hair, and changed the subject: "Get up and dry your hair."
Ji Youyan rubbed Jingxiu with his chin across the quilt, "Will you blow for me?"
Jingxiu chuckled lightly, neither responding well nor badly.
Ji Youyan knew that she acquiesced, so she sat up and took the hair dryer, plugged it in, and handed it to Jingxiu.
She sat cross-legged and looked like she was well-behaved waiting to blow. Jingxiu gave her a look of disgust, but she straightened up and sat on her knees to blow her hair.
Just a few feet apart, the fragrance of the shower gel on Jingxiu's body lingered on Ji Youyan's nose, tugging at Ji Youyan's heartstrings vaguely. Ji Youyan looked at the waist that was in the foreground, and felt her fine white fingers moving around her, just like some emotional moments...
The hair dryer seemed to be drying not only Ji Yuyan's hair, but also the air flowing between them.
It's getting hotter and hotter.
Jingxiu noticed Ji Youyan's increasingly warm eyes, and his mind slowly shifted...
Ji Youyan's throat slid up and down, obeying her desire, and reaching out to hug Jingxiu. Jingxiu's heart skipped a beat and froze.
"Don't move, your hair hasn't dried yet." Her voice trembled slightly. That's what she said, but she turned off the hair dryer just in time.
Ji Youyan knelt down next to her and sat up, the shudder brought on by the friction made Jingxiu's body suddenly soften, and he poured down with enthusiasm.
Ji Youyan found her red lips, and fell a passionate and presumptuous kiss, robbing her of her breath and reason, and pressing her down slowly.
"Hair is dry. Axiu, is there any other place where your hair is wetter than mine, and you need me to help you?" Ji Youyan bit her ear and lowered her judo.
Jingxiu was fascinated, and her ears were blushing with shame. She turned from defense to attack, turned her head and blocked Ji Yu's shy words with her lips neatly.
"Axiu..."
"you shut up… "
Ji Youyan docilely complied, substituting actions for words.
The belt was pulled, the bathrobe was peeled off, and the gasps lingered...
The moment the wave hit, Jingxiu bit his lower lip, trying to restrain the embarrassing voice. She half arched her body, helplessly grabbed the sheet under her with one hand, and pushed Ji Yuyan's shoulder with the other, trying to escape and get close. Always cold as a lotus, at this moment, it is as coquettish and moving as a blooming rose.
Ji Youyan put his hand on the back of her hand, spread his five fingers apart, and intertwined with her ten fingers.
She kissed and comforted Jingxiu with the utmost tenderness. The extreme satisfaction and happiness gave her an unreal feeling.
Tears gradually wet Jingxiu's cheeks.
Jingxiu opened his blurred eyes and bumped into Ji Youyan's wet eyes, his heart softened.
She stretched out her weak arm and pushed back Ji Yuyan's sweaty forehead.
"Je t'aime." Her voice was low and tired, but her eyes were full of smiles and tenderness.
The author has something to say: I am sour.
Sister Ji didn't sleep well last night, I think it's time for her to sleep.
Sister Ji hangs coffee and forcibly changes her life: a book of satisfaction [proud]
ps: The last sentence is French I love you.