deadly mantra

Chapter 814 I like you looking at me

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A drop of ink dripped down the tip of his nose and spread into a ball on the paper.

The letter was destroyed.

Heart, messed up.

Shui Qingchen's throat was tight and his lips and tongue were dry. He held the penholder with such force that his fingertips turned white. He restrained himself and did not raise his head.

The ambiguous breath slowly filled the dry and hot room.

The sound of falling snow outside the window passed by his ears, and just as he cooled down his restless mind, someone's straight eyes hit his heart like a ball of fire. The fire spread instantly and was out of control.

The thoughts of "kneading her into my arms and giving her a good lesson" and "suppressing this impulse before approaching her again" tugged at the scales in Shui Qingchen's heart.

While Shui Qingchen savored the feeling of his consciousness being almost torn apart, he lowered his eyelids and spread out a new piece of rice paper.

The current self cannot be as calm as before for the time being.

After all, the jealousy in his heart has not completely dissipated.

That's right.

He is jealous.

It has nothing to do with trust. As a perfectly normal man, in front of the one he loves, he hears her praising Miao Xingyu’s appearance, sees that her attitude towards Qing Yuxuan is no longer as indifferent as before, and sees Qing Yuxuan looking at her. Her eyes are filled with heartbeat...

It had nothing to do with his IQ. He was distressed, and like ordinary people, he became jealous and unreasonable.

Pick up the pen and write.

This time, he wrote the order concisely, with only a few words, but he wrote it slower than ever.

Ji Fanyin looked at it foolishly, not noticing anything strange about Shui Qingchen.

It wasn't until he folded the letter and stuffed it into the envelope that she turned her head and stared at the window, seemingly focused.

Shui Qingchen's secretive black eyes flickered slightly. He walked to the bed, held her cheek with a scalding temperature in his palm, and turned to him. "Xiaoyin..." The voice was hoarse.

Ji Fanyin raised her eyes, met his gaze, and asked obediently:
"Busy working?"

"Well, I'm done." Shui Qingchen smiled with his lips, and his fingertips gently brushed the soft corners of her lips, leaving a tingling sensation that made people's hearts tremble.

Ji Fanyin was surprised and immediately opened her eyes. She could not suppress the ecstasy in her heart. She held her breath tightly and waited quietly with her heartbeat speeding up.

The smile in Shui Qingchen's eyes suddenly deepened. He leaned over with a smile and whispered in her ear:
"I like it when you look at me like you just did, just look at me."

The hot breath she exhaled while speaking hit her ears, and Ji Fanyin's neck couldn't help but shrink.

"Chen, Chenchen..." Her voice trembled, but her eyes were filled with excitement.

Shui Qingchen saw it, and his dark eyes became darker. He couldn't help lowering his head and kissed her on the lips.

Ji Fanyin grasped the lapel of his clothes tightly, raised her head almost piously, and looked like she was willing to take whatever he wanted.

Her frank and flirtatious reaction made Shui Qingchen stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing.

Ji Fanyin frowned, hooked her arms around his neck and pulled him down, complained, and couldn't wait to kiss him:
"I don't like you laughing at me like you are now..."

The rest of the words disappeared between their lips.

Shui Qingchen held her face with his big hands, put one hand on her slim waist, and pushed her into his arms.

Originally she just wanted to give it a try, but Ji Fanyin refused to let go and used practical actions to tell him her passion and heart.

The eagerness on his lips and the soft touch in his arms gradually burned away Shui Qingchen's remaining restraint.

He knelt on one knee on the edge of the bed and kissed her for a while. During the breather, he picked her up and put her on his lap, his dark eyes burning like fire.

Ji Fanyin didn't give him a chance to hesitate, put her arms around his waist and pressed against him passionately.

(End of this chapter)