kiss on his heart

Chapter 96

Wu Wan sighed, directly stuffed Song Ruanqing's undergarments into her hands, and said earnestly: "Ruan Ruan, you are an adult now. You have to be careful. You are such an older man, and you are no longer high school kids. You have to know how to avoid suspicion."

Song Ruanqing was confused. She lowered her head and looked at the thing in her hand, then looked at Wu Wan, and instantly felt that her hands were very hot.

She doesn't know where Wu Wan found it. She searched for this bra for a long time last time but couldn't find it.

"Where did you find it?"

Don’t show up when you should show up, and show up when you shouldn’t show up.

"Where else can I go? The toilet, it's in the gap between the sink and the wall..."

Song Ruanqing didn't know whether he should praise Wu Wan's fiery eyes or not, but he could also find out...

"Didn't you forget this?" Song Ruanqing immediately stretched out four fingers and swore: "It won't happen next time, it will never happen again."

"Okay, okay, you kid, rest." Wu Wan pulled down the quilt and lay in. Then she felt something was wrong and said, "I thought I would buy you a house after you got married. Look. Come and buy it quickly.”

She is such a mother, she is heartbroken.

If she knew that the clothes hanging on the balcony were washed by Jiang Jingyuan, she didn't know how Ms. Wu Wan would react.

Wu Wan goes to bed early. In her concept, she must get beauty sleep. Only in this way can people be healthy.

But Song Ruanqing was a true night owl. She turned sideways, secretly dimmed her phone, and chatted under the covers.

This woman Zhou Tingting ignored her for several days.

She is indeed a scumbag who forgets her love.

She looked through her address book and couldn't find anyone with whom she could chat late at night.

Suddenly, the top message box appeared on the top of the phone over and over again.

She was annoyed and really wanted to block Jiang Jingyuan.

Jiang Jingyuan: [Sister is asleep?No way?Can you still sleep? 】

What do you mean, why can't she sleep?

Jiang Jingyuan: [Aren’t you afraid that your mother will get up in the middle of the night and look at your phone? 】

Song Ruanqing just couldn't speak.

Jiang Jingyuan: [Sister, if you don’t reply to my message, I’ll knock on the door. 】

When Song Ruanqing saw this, he couldn't bear it. This man was really shameless.

Song Ruanqing: [What are you doing? 】

Jiang Jingyuan: [You are finally willing to reply to my message. Why don't you sleep?Not really like what I said? 】

Song Ruanqing: [I haven’t slept yet, watching the handsome guy.In the middle of the night, of course, watching handsome guys stimulates hormones so that you can sleep soundly. 】

After saying that, Song Ruanqing was afraid that Jiang Jingyuan would not believe him, so he sent a screenshot of a muscular man to prove his innocence.

I don’t know whether the news was too exciting or Jiang Jingyuan was completely out of business. For a long time, she didn’t see any news from Jiang Jingyuan. Just when she was feeling proud, Jiang Jingyuan sent a message that made Song Ruanqing angry: [I’ll give you five minutes to come to my room. , otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences. 】

Humph, do you really think she will go?
just wait.

Song Ruanqing closed her cell phone, turned over, and closed her eyes as if she was about to have a tryst with Duke Zhou, but Jiang Jingyuan's words seemed to linger in his ears like a magical voice that lingered for a long time.

She tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, so she got up and looked at Wu Wan again.

Are you asleep?You should be sleeping, right?
Her mother's sleep quality had always been good, but Song Ruanqing still didn't dare to be careless. She tucked Wu Wan's quilt with her hands and feet, then lay down and looked at the pitch-black ceiling, with gods and humans fighting in her mind.

Click, click, footsteps sounded outside the door.

Song Ruanqing's alarm bells are ringing, this guy can't be really bold!
The sound got closer and closer, and Song Ruanqing's heart beat faster and faster. In this quiet room, it followed his own pulse, 'plop, plop -', like an impassioned symphony.

The faster his heart beat, the more serious the congestion in his head became. Song Ruanqing felt uncomfortable all over, and his skull even resonated with it.

Forget it.

Song Ruanqing immediately typed: [No, I'll come out. 】

Song Ruanqing glanced at Wu Wan, turned her head three times a step, for fear of waking her mother up, she didn't dare to vent her anger, turned the doorknob carefully, and then slowly closed the door.

As soon as she took a step back, her back bumped into a hot breast. The breath of the person behind her seemed a little unstable. Then a pair of big hands climbed up her abdomen and carried her to the guest room.

'Click -' The door was locked.

Song Ruanqing swallowed hard and slowly, leaning against the door with a hard expression and a sense of unknown fog.

The lights were not turned on in the room, so it took a lot of effort for her to see the man clearly.

Jiang Jingyuan didn't wear a coat. He only wore a white sleeveless waistcoat, which was loosely wrapped around his body. His expression was bleak, and he looked ascetic and paranoid in the night.

The two of them were very close. Jiang Jingyuan put his chin on Song Ruanqing's thin shoulder and neck, and spoke in a lazy tone, with a sense of laziness and danger that he had never experienced before: "Muscular man...does he look good?"

Song Ruanqing couldn't see Jiang Jingyuan's expression, so she moved a little.

Jiang Jingyuan's chin hurt her shoulders.

"How does it look and feel comfortable?"

As danger approached, Jiang Jingyuan naturally held her little hand and moved it step by step along the belt to her lower abdomen, then her waist, chest muscles, collarbone, and finally her Adam's apple.

Jiang Jingyuan's Adam's apple protruded, and she felt it carefully, and could even feel the sliding touch.

At this moment, except for the rustling of clothes, Song Ruanqing seemed to have lost all five senses. She looked at the black figure in front of her with misty eyes, feeling the masculine power this man brought her.

"Sister, how is it?"

Song Ruanqing was brought back to his senses by these threatening words, and then pretended not to care: "Just like..."

His expression was bad, as if he was trying to cover up his confusion and confusion.

His tone was not good, even sneering.

"Oh?"

Jiang Jingyuan laughed angrily at this woman. He slowly came closer. The two of them were so close that they could feel each other's heartbeat and breathing clearly. After a long time, he couldn't even tell whose heartbeat was speeding up.

His tone is majestic and beautiful, both righteous and evil, tickling people's hearts.

Song Ruanqing never stops doing anything, and no one can stop his rebellious spirit.

She didn't retreat anymore. With a sudden change of heart, she clasped Jiang Jingyuan's shoulders with both hands and jumped up. She locked her legs around his waist. She raised her head and said with a mischievous smile: "Brother, my sister doesn't bother you on weekdays. You really think I'm being punished." Can’t help you?”

The movements were quick and violent, and Jiang Jingyuan subconsciously held her buttocks.

The jump was not high enough, so Song Ruanqing climbed up another half inch and started lighting fires everywhere.

Fairies themselves are seductive, especially fairies who dance, even better.

She took her time, hooked her fingertips in his hair, and moved it down little by little, following the way he teased her just now, sliding along the backbone to the back of the spine, through the clothes, little by little, inch by inch. to the vertebrae.

Jiang Jingyuan's breathing gradually became heavier. It seemed that he couldn't stand Song Ruanqing's teasing, so he hugged her and threw her on the bed.

He knelt on the bed and placed his hands on both sides of Song Ruanqing, trapping him.

Song Ruanqing laughed wantonly and silently, her slender and well-proportioned legs still hovering around his waist, hollow against his lower abdomen.

She seemed to have a winning ticket, but Jiang Jingyuan returned disappointed.

"Brother, teasing sister, you are still a bit young."

It is said casually, but the listener has a heart.

Jiang Jingyuan seemed to get angry, and bit her cheek, leaving a row of teeth marks: "The future mother-in-law is opposite, please be quiet and make a good impression."

Even if you lose, you still have to use your words to show that you are not so out of control.

"Are you a dog?"

Song Ruanqing was bitten by him and hurt.

She touched her cheek with her hand and could even feel the deep marks left by Jiang Jingyuan's tiger fangs on her face.

"Well, it's a dog, my sister's loyal dog."

This man really didn't know how many sweet words he had eaten before he opened his mouth.

Why is it that falling in love is like opening up the Ren and Du channels?I don't usually see this.

"I'm going back. It will be bad if my mother wakes up."

Emotionally in my heart, but I still have a bit of reason, knowing that I can't make it public.

Jiang Jingyuan straightened his body, knelt down on the bed, raised his hand and patted her soft flesh, "See you tomorrow, sister."

If I don't eat this meat for a day, I always feel like it's missing some flavor.

Jiang Jingyuan lowered his expression and touched the back of his neck as if he didn't care, making a small calculation in his heart.

As soon as the door opened, it was closed. Song Ruanqing panicked and pulled Jiang Jingyuan up from the bed: "Quick, go out and lead my mother to the living room. She's up."

A ray of light shone through the crack in the door, and Jiang Jingyuan was pulled so hard by her that he felt like his wrist was about to dislocate.

"Wait a minute, change clothes."

The clothes he was wearing had a big neckline, and he was so emotional just now that his chest was bulging, which was very attractive.

Jiang Jingyuan put on his short sleeves casually and went out, hearing the sound of two people talking.

"Yuanyuan, you haven't slept yet? Song Ruanqing, this damn child, I didn't see her when I got up, nor did I see her going to the toilet."

"Well, is she on the balcony? Let's go take a look?"

When Song Ruanqing saw the two of them descending the steps, he ducked into the room and slipped into the room.

Not long after she lay down, Wu Wan came back.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? I didn't even see you."

I'm used to hitting back.

"Where have you been?"

"I had a good time on this little balcony."

The curtains were closed just now, but Wu Wan didn't pay attention to the situation outside the curtains. She seemed to believe it, nodded and said vaguely: "Okay, go to bed early."

Song Ruanqing agreed vaguely. She buried her face in the quilt and pressed her fingertips gently on her cheek. The row of tooth marks still hurt a little. She didn't know if the skin was broken. If so, Jiang Jingyuan was as good-looking as him. .

(End of this chapter)