His face was very close to hers, and his hot breath sprayed on her face, burning her childlike skin.
Tong Yan looked at him blankly, struggled under him, raised her arm and hit him, "Shi Jinyang, why did you let me go?"
"What do you think I can do?" Shi Jinyang's eyes slowly traveled down her face, looking her up and down, and then lifted her up at an extremely slow speed.
His eyes traveled very slowly, and the place where his eyes visited the child's face seemed to be lit with fire, as hot as if it was about to burn.
"Get up and I'll sleep on the sofa." She looked extremely uncomfortable and wanted to push him away. As soon as she raised her arm, he restrained her with his backhand.
"Shi Jinyang" Tong Yan was slightly annoyed, and her voice was still helpless as she lay under him.
She looked at him with bright eyes that kept flickering, like a frightened deer, confused and helpless.
Shi Jinyang's eyes were fixed on her face, and the tip of his nose was very close to hers, almost touching.
From this distance, he could clearly feel all her emotions and all the uneasiness in her eyes.
Even her heartbeat was rising and falling.
The popping popping was irregular, but it was extremely sensational.
Shi Jinyang stared at her quietly for a while. Under Tong Yan's stagnant gaze, his fingertips clasped her small chin, and his lips suddenly kissed hers.
His lips were a little cold.
His kiss was very clean, without any residual breath, like the morning air, cool and refreshing.
Tong Yan seemed to have been electrocuted, lying under him, her body as stiff as a block of wood.
When he came to his senses, his lips had already withdrawn.
"Go to bed early." As if nothing had happened, he withdrew his body from hers and lay beside her, closing his eyes quietly.
Tong Yan came back to her senses and glanced in his direction. Looking at his expressionless face, she suddenly felt a little cold.
What did he just do
I lost control for a moment and thought of her as someone else.
Tong Yan felt troubled and turned around, feeling depressed all night.
In the next room, Fang Chixia has been suppressed by Luo Yibei since she left Tong Yan.
Luo Yibei seemed to want to train her at first. His strong body pressed against her like a wall of flesh, so heavy that Fang Chixia couldn't breathe.
"You don't have a mobile phone? If you don't go back so late and don't say hello, will others be worried?"
"Two women chatted about random things."
"Fang Chixia, is your gender orientation still normal?"
He spoke viciously, but Fang Chixia kept resisting under him, raising her arms to slap him, and her body kept struggling.
However, every time he made a move, he grabbed his wrist with his backhand.
"Luo Yibei, let me go." Fang Chixia was a little annoyed with his behavior. "My gender orientation is not normal and it has nothing to do with you. You are just my ex-husband at best. Even if you are not, you will be soon. You Why do you care so much about me?"
She spoke unscrupulously, purely based on what came to her mind, and was not afraid of him.
Luo Yibei's eardrums were stung by the word "ex-husband".
"Why are you so looking forward to divorce?" He clasped her chin with his fingertips and warned fiercely, "Fang Chixia, let me tell you, as long as I don't nod, divorce is out of the question."
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