moonlight lure

He lowered his eyes and stared at the looming waistline under her skirt. He still wanted to hug her, but he was afraid that he would offend her if he stuck to her too closely. He stared at her with dark eyes for a long time, until she stood up, closed the lid, and twitched. She wiped her hands with a tissue: "Okay."

"Would you like some water?" she asked, raising her eyes.

He was indeed a little thirsty, his Adam's apple rolled for a moment, he straightened the collar of his shirt and said, "Okay."

Song Shiwei went into the kitchen and took out two bottles of water. He took them and opened them and drank half of the bottle in one breath.

She sat down on the sofa and picked up her phone to read the messages in the group. Within half a minute, she couldn't help but look away and said helplessly: "... Go watch TV and don't always stare at me."

His face was about to be burned with holes in his eyes.

Ji Yanchen lowered his eyes after hearing the words, and turned to hold her hand. His slender fingers were inserted tightly between her fingers. The intertwined skin colors were dark and bright, strong and weak. The difference was so clear that it seemed inexplicably obscure.

"I'll pick you up from get off work tomorrow night."

After a moment's pause, he took the initiative to add, "I'm in the car so your colleagues can't see me."

Song Shiwei unnaturally looked away from their hands and hummed casually.

"What do you want to eat?" he asked.

She hesitated for a moment, and he gently pinched her ring knuckles and suggested in a low voice: "Shall I do it for you?"

She couldn't think of a better place to go and nodded: "That's okay."

"Then go to the supermarket first tomorrow night, and then go to my house?"

"it is good."

Song Shiwei responded and wanted to take out her hand, but he wouldn't let her.

She frowned slightly, feeling that he was clingy: "It's hot, I'm even sweating."

Ji Yanchen let go of her hand slightly and ran his fingertips over her palm: "I didn't, did you come up with it?"

He looked sideways at her, seriously concerned: "Are you nervous?"

How could Song Shiwei let him succeed? She said harshly: "...Of course I don't either."

He gestured to her other hand and ordered lightly: "Show me."

She secretly clenched her right hand, looking unhappy and scolding him: "Are you childish?"

Ji Yanchen remained calm and accepted her criticism calmly: "Men are very naive."

After speaking, he suddenly let go of her hand and grabbed her other wrist from behind. Song Shiwei pushed him in a panic and tried to hide back, but her arm was clamped by him and it was difficult to move. In desperation, she bent her elbow and hit him in the ribs. passed.

The physical instinct formed by years of actual combat training made Ji Yanchen subconsciously avoid her attack. At the same time, he grabbed her little arm and pushed her forward. Then he suddenly realized that this person seemed to be his girlfriend, not his comrade, and more Not his enemy.

……broken.

Song Shiwei was so shocked by his unrestrained strength that she fell to the ground without any weight. Before sliding off the sofa, she was so angry that she didn't forget to lift her leg and kick him on the waist to vent her anger. Ji Yanchen's pupils trembled, and he quickly rushed over to protect her head as soon as he reacted.

The two of them fell into the carpet at the same time. Fortunately, the height of the sofa was not high and the carpet was soft enough. Song Shiwei frowned and groaned, but she didn't feel any other discomfort except that her arm was slightly numb after knocking it on the coffee table.

Ji Yanchen stared at her face nervously: "How are you? Did it hurt?" Song Shiwei was so angry: "What do you think? Do you think it hurts?"

He lowered his head and silently checked her arms and knees. After a while, he raised his face seriously and said seriously: "How about I stay and take care of you tonight."

After adding insult to injury, Song Shiwei had never met such a shameless person in her whole life. She raised her foot and kicked him angrily: "Get out!"

A pleasant deep laughter came clearly from the chest of the person in front of him.

He let her kick all over him, leaned over, grabbed her hand, put it to his lips, kissed it, and apologized in a low voice: "I was wrong, it was an instinctive reaction."

Song Shiwei didn't listen to him and angrily took out her hand and slapped him on the neck. He hissed in pain, then lowered his face and signaled her to continue in a good-tempered way. She was not polite, and when she raised her hand to shake it down, she suddenly realized slowly that the posture between the two of them seemed to be too ambiguous at the moment.

He knelt between her legs, holding her ankle loosely with one hand, and supporting her side with the other hand. His upper body was pressed against her, and his eyes were staring at her deeply and hotly. His face was not even close to hers. .

Song Shiwei opened her lips and thought for a moment. Her cheeks slowly turned red and she became even more angry.

After this person caused her to fall, he didn't help her up immediately, but let her lie on the ground and touched her with his hands. He was so ambitious and cruel!
  Before the atmosphere became sticky again, she gave him a hard push, got up from the ground, and issued an eviction order with a straight face: "It's ten o'clock, you should leave!"

Ji Yanchen sat on the carpet and looked at her, half-seriously and half-fakely concerned: "Is it really okay with you? I can really stay and take care of you."

"...Thank you, I can't die."

Song Shiwei choked him angrily, grabbed his arm and dragged him up.

He reluctantly stood up with her strength, and when she pushed him to the entrance, he turned around and hugged her. She refused to let him kiss her, so he kissed and nibbled on her cheeks, without any rules but with fierce force, making both sides wet and sticky.

Song Shiwei was ashamed, annoyed and struggling, and finally had no choice but to succumb to his vicious dog-like apology. She was forced to accept his apology and squeezed it out through her teeth: "...I forgive you Ji Yanchen !Sincere!"

She hurriedly pushed him out of the room, said perfunctorily to be careful on the way, and quickly closed the door. Song Shiwei lowered her head and wiped her red cheeks with the back of her hand, and muttered in a low voice: "It's so dirty... Am I in love with a dog... Really?" Annoying..."

At the same time, the person in the elevator seemed to be indifferent and pressed the corners of his lips, but in fact, the smile in his dark eyes was so strong that it overflowed.

He stood in front of the car and made a phone call. He couldn't hide the joy in his calm voice: "Want to have supper? I'll treat you."

The barbecue restaurant is bustling with people on summer evenings.

The two people on the round table by the window, one on the left and the other on the right, stared at the clear and slender fingerprints on Ji Yanchen's neck. For a long time, the younger-looking man clicked his tongue and sighed: "Sister-in-law is so cruel."

The other man was a few years older than Ji Yanchen and had strong muscles. He scolded him in a deep voice: "What do you know? If you don't hit someone in the face, give more face to your younger siblings!"

Ji Yanchen held the cup, with a faint pout at the corners of his lips. He didn't look like he was having an argument at all.

Shen Zhou raised his eyes and looked suspiciously at his face: "I said, what did you do to him?"

Did you have to do something worse than a beast to be able to get away with it and get beaten up and still enjoy it secretly?
  He was quiet for a moment, and a slight look of embarrassment appeared on Jun Leng's face: "...I pushed her off the sofa."

Two people: ? ? ?
  Cheng Su was shocked: "Brother! This is domestic violence! You must do it!"

"...Of course I didn't mean it."

Ji Yanchen glanced at him coldly, frowning helplessly, "The body's instinctive reaction."

The other two people fell into thinking after hearing the words. After leaving the army, some of them changed careers and some became police officers. All of them were elite combatants who had some instinctive reactions in their bodies. They nodded to express their understanding.