rich husband's young wife

Bai Jiaru was shocked by Jin Junji's words. i^

The arrow room was dark, she couldn't see the other person's face in it, and knew that the other person couldn't see her, but she still buried her head down, not daring to respond.

These words came so suddenly that she was unprepared.

Jin Junji didn't get her response, and didn't make a sound for a while, but as the audible breathing of each other entered the ears, it was as if a radiator was increasing the ambiguous temperature in this small space, calling each other Somewhat uncomfortable.

The "Didi" phone made a vibrating sound, and the clinging body rubbed against the dislocation with difficulty. Bai Jia's face was burning hot, and he felt that it was a mistake for him to choose to escape with him.

Finally, Jin Junji took out the phone and quickly picked it up: "Hello...Okay, I got it...Come here!"

After hanging up the phone, the light source of the phone illuminated their faces.

There was a look of anticipation in Jin Junji's eyes, and Bai Jia immediately turned his head to one side.

She was familiar with that look, it had appeared more than once when Teng Ye faced her.

But even if she turned her head, Jin Junji still raised his hand and stroked her face, and then slowly turned her straight with her chin fixed, making her look at him.

Her eyes flashed with an uneasy luster, in the faint light, they were as crystal clear as pearls, but as pure as fragile glass.

He seemed to hear a voice whispering softly in his heart: Kiss her, she is the one you have been looking for...

He slowly approached her, he stared into her eyes, and sent his lips to hers...

"No!" When he was about to kiss her cheek, she twisted a little to the side.

Kim Junji stopped moving forward, he paused for a few seconds before softly saying: "I'm sorry, it was me, I was reckless. i^"

Bai Jia tried her best to suppress her beating heart, and licked her lower lip: "There is no sound outside, let's go out!"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and went to push the door, but Jin Junji's words rushed into her ears: "Bai Jia! Please don't be angry! I didn't mean to violate or disrespect you, I, I just... just couldn't help it. "

Bai Jia's breathing was stagnant for a second, she pushed open the door, and quickly got out, and when Jin Junji got out, she blushed and turned her back to him and said: "Let's go separately, if we are together, pass We can't bear the scandal."

Bai Jia was about to take a step after finishing speaking, but Jin Junji hurriedly grabbed her arm: "Promise me, don't be angry with me, okay? I really didn't mean to..."

"Listen!" Bai Jia turned around and looked at him: "I was inside just now, nothing happened!" After she finished speaking, she took her arm out of his hand, and then walked quickly to the side.

Jin Junji stood there watching her back slowly disappearing from his eyes, and sighed softly after a long time.

……

After opening the door, Bai Jia entered the room as if fleeing, and after closing the door, she stood there panting heavily.

She kept telling herself to forget it all the way, but the more she was like this, the more she felt that the hot breath was spraying on her face and the sound was in her ears, which made her run later, regardless of the pain in her feet. What if I fled into the house and closed the door?

That feeling still exists, not only that, but it also makes her face burn hot.

"Don't think about it, nothing happened, nothing!" She whispered to herself, stretched out her hand vigorously to wipe her face, turned around and turned on the light in agitation, but was immediately petrified by the figure on the sofa.

Teng Ye.

He was wearing a bathrobe and sitting there with wet hair.

He looked at her with a scrutiny, as if she was a spy harboring a secret.

"You, you're back?" Bai Jia's voice trembled a little. She hadn't seen him for half a month, but now he appeared in front of her eyes.

Teng Ye didn't speak, but raised a hand and hooked his fingers at her.

Bai Jia obediently walked to her side, and as soon as he stood still, he raised his hand and pulled her into his arms. The next second, his lips and nose stopped on her cheek, approaching her as if he wanted to kiss her, But it's just like, he didn't kiss her, but sniffed her and said softly: "Why does it smell like perfume?"

Bai Jiali immediately thought of the closeness between her and Jin Junji in the small arrow room, but she didn't dare to answer like this, and said softly: "Today is the school celebration, we have a drama, look, I'm all in makeup!" As she spoke, she pretended to be calm and turned her head to show him.

But the moment his cheeks rubbed against his lips, his nose let out a cold snort. Bai Jia felt her heart skip a beat, and Teng Ye hugged her whole body.

She instinctively raised her arms to wrap his arms around his neck, as before, but Teng Ye frowned slightly, and then frowned like that, directly carried Bai Jia into the bathroom, and threw him under the shower.

This……

Bai Jia was surprised, but the shower was turned on, and the water poured down. Bai Jia, who was wearing clothes, was instantly drenched by the cold water. She only felt a cold pain in her head, and she wanted to run out.

But Teng Ye pressed her under the shower with one hand, forcing her to shower for seven or eight seconds before turning off the faucet, and then directly grabbed the bath liquid on the side and squeezed it on her body.

Bai Jia wiped off the water from her face in a panic, and looked at him with completely incomprehensible eyes, but Teng Ye ignored her eyes, stared at her, and rubbed her body vigorously with his hands.

The clothes were foaming, and his neck, arms, face and hair were all full of foam under his ruthless rubbing.

Bai Jia stood there like a puppet, motionless, but she bit her lip tightly, and she could even feel a trace of blood.

At this moment she realized that Teng Ye was angry, but she didn't know why, she could only stand there obediently, closed her eyes tightly, and endured his strange behavior.

Rubbing with no gentle force, from head to toe, when her hair was torn by him, tears overflowed from the corners of her tightly closed eyes.

The water poured down again, not only washing away the foam on her body, but also washing away her tears, as well as her self-esteem that she thought could be well protected.

When the water was turned off again, Bai Jia heard Teng Ye's voice: "Do you know why?"

Bai Jia gritted her teeth, lowered her head and choked with sobs: "I know, you, you hate the smell of perfume."

A look of pain flashed in Teng Ye's eyes when he heard the words, and then he stretched out his hand to lift her chin. Just when he was about to speak, he saw her bloodshot lips, and the anger that was relieved in an instant rushed straight from the bottom of his heart. On the right, he turned Bai Jia around and pressed her against the wall, then raised his hand and grabbed her clothes, pulling them off Bai Jia's body.

Bai Jia has never experienced Teng Ye's behavior like this. In her memory, his anger is indifference and disdain except for his sometimes inexplicable. He can even abandon her for half a month, but it has never been like this. His actions were crazy, like a mad beast, full of a terrifying aura.

When the last fabric on her body was ripped off by him, he turned Bai Jia around, and Bai Jia hugged herself tightly subconsciously. She was not afraid to luolu in front of his eyes. After all, he had seen it too many times before, but at this moment she She hugged herself tightly, she was afraid, she was afraid that he would hurt her, she just had that uneasy fear.

Teng Ye's gray-green eyes glowed with a cold and angry light, he looked at her, reached out and took off his bathrobe, revealing his slender and strong body.

The moment the water was turned off, he had already pressed her against the wall: "What I hate is not the smell of perfume, but your body, which smells of other people, especially, of other men!"

Bai Jia's eyes widened in surprise, and at this time, Teng Ye had already grabbed her hands and pressed her against the wall like a crucified Jesus: "You are mine, and you can only smell of me!"