Perhaps it was because the room was heated too much, Duan Jiaxu's body temperature gradually rose. His fingertips slid across her back, and the places they passed by seemed to be ignited and burned.
Duan Jiaxu's hand was on the back of her neck, the force was neither light nor heavy, yet inexplicably strong.
Unconsciously, Sang Chi went from sitting with her back to him to sitting astride him. Her hands involuntarily moved up to rest on his shoulders and pinched his clothes.
The hot lips still lingered on her collarbone, biting it with increasing force.
All of Sang Chi's senses were occupied by him.
All she could see were his crow-feather eyelashes and cold white skin. All she could hear was his panting, so close that it seemed to be right next to her ear, sexy and alluring, pulling her down and sinking into it.
Duan Jiaxu's kiss went from her collarbone upwards, kissing her exposed skin again and again, sucking her earlobe, and continuing upwards, biting her ear bone.
It brought an extremely strange and unbearable feeling, but Sang Chi did not resist at all.
I just want to be closer and have more.
There was nothing else in her mind. She felt lost and didn't know how to react. She just clung to him and held him tighter and tighter.
Everything becomes real at this moment and cannot be ignored.
The distance is shortened.
Duan Jiaxu held her back and pressed her towards himself, wanting to stuff her into his body.
Then, Sang Zhi suddenly felt something hard and hot pressing against her body. She sniffed, her mind still a little confused, and her eyes subconsciously looked down.
The next moment, Duan Jiaxu's movements also stopped.
Their eyes met.
There was a strong affection between his eyebrows, and his eyes were deep, as if stained with ink. His lips were brightly colored, with an extremely ambiguous water color. His Adam's apple was clearly outlined, sliding up and down, with very beautiful lines.
Without her noticing, several buttons of her pajamas were undone, revealing a large area of her chest.
Like a blatant seduction.
Duan Jiaxu's mouth curled up, and he grabbed her wrist and slowly pulled it down. He chuckled, his voice hoarse, panting, and said "hmm" in a very lewd way.
"Why did you touch my brother here?"
Sang Chi instantly realized where his hand was placed, and his head exploded.
Duan Jiaxu raised his head slightly and kissed her chin again. His eyes narrowed slightly, and when he smiled, he looked like a demon, a seductive male demon.
"Like it or not"
After that, Duan Jiaxu did not make any other movements, his face buried in the crook of her neck, his breath extremely hot. After a while, he suddenly stood up, picked up Sang Zhi in this position, and returned to her room.
Duan Jiaxu put her on the bed, leaned down to look at her, and then rubbed the corner of her lips with his fingertips. "Just to remind you."
""
"Remember to lock the door and go to bed today."
After saying that, he left the room.
Sang Chi was still in a state of collapse, having just touched a certain part of him and lost her soul. She raised her eyes and stared at the door that was gently closed. There was no movement for a while.
After a while, Sang Chi got up from the bed and tiptoed into the bathroom in the room.