Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1657 I don't want it today
Ye Jiaqi walked over, pressed his hand holding the cigarette, tiptoed, found his lips, and kissed him vigorously.

Her lips didn't have much warmth, they were cold.

Josnian's lips were not very warm either. The moment they kissed, coldness collided with coldness.

Her hands hugged his waist tightly, refusing to let go, and the fragrance of his freshly bathed body filled her nose.

The kissing technique was still jerky, even a little awkward and uneasy.

Just when she wanted to kiss him more deeply, Josnian held her waist, pushed her away, and frowned: "I don't want it today."

In a panic, Ye Jiaqi raised his pair of Qiushui Qiutong, as helpless as a deer: "I just want...to kiss you."

He would kiss her when she was in a bad mood.

As soon as he kissed her, all the unpleasant things in her heart would disappear.

Josnian glanced at her, frowning deeply. He looked at her for several minutes, then lowered his head, continued to open the drawer, and found a pack of cigarettes.

Ye Jiaqi pressed his hand and looked at him: "Can I stop smoking? It's getting late, sleep well..."

"Don't worry about me." Josnian pulled his hand from hers and strode out of the bedroom.

he's gone.

Only Ye Jiaqi was left standing there alone.

She didn't have the courage to chase him out, maybe he didn't want to smoke, but he didn't want to see her, at least not tonight.

Ye Jiaqi lowered his head and looked at the position of his toes, his eyes were filled with mist.

The smell of him still lingers in the bedroom.

After he left, Ye Jiaqi also went out obediently.

Instead of going back to their bedroom, she picked a guest room.

Her previous house had been converted into Qiao Chengfan's small room, and the bed had been replaced with a child's bed. She could no longer sleep in it, but could only sleep in the guest room.

All the guest rooms in Qiao Residence are similar in layout, simple design, simple decoration, almost all black and white lines.

Ye Jiaqi drew the curtains, locked the darkness out of the window, and got into bed alone.

It was cold under the covers.

It's not that she was cold, but she was probably used to Josnian's warmth and embrace.

Ye Jiaqi reached out, turned off the wall lamp by the bed, and covered himself with a quilt.

Indoors, plunged into darkness.

Unable to see any light, she curled up into a ball, leaning against the pillow quietly.

It was already very late, almost eleven o'clock, and the outside of Qiao's residence was quiet, only the moonlight shining on the window like hoarfrost, reflecting the transparent window glass.

It seemed that Josnian's taste still remained on his lips, and it became clearer at this moment.

After following him for so many years, she knew that he was in a bad mood before and after Qingming, and this year was no exception.

Ye Jiaqi pressed his head under the blanket, tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

She was icy cold all over, it was already spring, but it seemed like she was in midwinter.

The night is cold, and there is the whistling wind in the ear.

She knew he must be smoking on the balcony, but she didn't dare to persuade him, she was afraid they would quarrel.

She didn't expect to grow old with him, but she loved him cautiously and hoped that the happy time would last longer.

So during this period of time, she would listen to everything he said, and used to have a little temper, but now, she is very obedient.

It's like she won't go out without his permission.

He has to wear a condom when doing it, and she won't refute it.

The moonlight came in through the curtains. In the hazy light, Ye Jiaqi closed his eyes and tossed and turned.

The spring is cold and cold, and the wind is rustling.

(End of this chapter)