moonlight lure

The person lying on her body became more rebellious after hearing the words. His lips and tongue left a long series of ambiguous traces on her neck and collarbone. His big palms sneaked into the barrier at some point, and a heavy and rough feeling came from her waist. The texture made her couldn't help but shudder with tears in her eyes. She unconsciously bent her knees against his waist to resist softly, but she didn't know that this subconscious action made their posture more charming.

The night is deep and silent, and the entangled breathing continues to increase the room temperature.

The person on the sofa's originally dignified long black hair was now messy and disheveled, and her cold white neck was kissed with moist irregular red marks. The collar of the shirt was getting lower and lower, almost submerging into the abyss, and his kiss was getting deeper and deeper, already infinitely close to her heart. Her remaining sanity was struggling with a trace of panic in the addiction: "Don't..."

It's too fast, it's going too fast.

What she expected was just a little fire, but the fire spread far beyond her control and imagination.

The person lying on her body slowly stopped and slowly kissed the critical point forbidden by her, as if he wanted to leave a milestone in this intimate journey.

After a while, he raised his head and kissed the corner of her lips softly, his sharp Adam's apple rolling, and the lust in his dark eyes was dark and compelling. After a while, he lowered his eyes and fastened the buttons on her chest, then leaned over and hugged her hard.

Ji Yanchen sat back on the sofa and gently stroked her back with his big palm. Song Shiwei knelt in his arms, burying herself in his chest and breathing slowly.

The two of them calmed down their heartbeats. After a long time, she asked softly, "What time is it?"

He looked up at the wall: "Nine-thirty."

...It was actually half an hour.

Song Shiwei's face turned hot and she whispered, "I'm going back."

He didn't object, lowered his head, kissed her cheek, and whispered: "Change his remarks first."

Song Shiwei raised her eyes in confusion: "What?"

He repeated calmly: "Change the old dog's call notes and WeChat notes."

Song Shiwei was speechless for a few seconds, "Change it to what?"

The person in front of her looked at her with a resentful look, and said word by word, "surname, first name, workplace."

...Did this person see his note and be jealous again?
  Song Shiwei couldn't help but secretly laugh, and agreed perfunctorily: "Okay, I'll change it when I get back."

He picked up the phone and put it into her hand without any explanation: "Change it now, and change mine too."

Song Shiwei had no choice but to unlock the screen, find Ming Xu's number, change it to his name, and rigorously added his current company and position under his warning eyes.

Then she flipped to his name, deleted the original information, and typed in: [Police Officer Discipline].

She raised the screen and looked up at him: "Is this okay?"

Without thinking, he said, "No."

Song Shiwei: "?"

He looked arrogant: "I'm not like him."

Song Shiwei: "???"

"Think of another one." He ordered coldly, "I will send you home when you are satisfied."

Song Shiwei pursed her lips in silence, nestled in his arms, thought for a while, and added the prefix: [Handsome Police Officer Ji].

He was expressionless.

Song Shiwei: "..."

This man is so difficult to take care of.

She patiently changed it again: [Yan Chen].

He was unmoved. Song Shiwei: "..."

What else does he want? !
  She pressed the screen hard and said: [Achen]. This time he finally expressed his opinion: "My mother calls me that."

Song Shiwei: "."

She bitterly deleted all the words and photographed his face with her phone: "Come here! Come here!!"

As if waiting for her words, Ji Yanchen calmly took the phone and typed in the input box calmly.

Song Shiwei looked at his handsome face and was very angry, thinking why did he ask her like this? How fresh and refined could her notes on his phone be?

She searched for it for a week, but didn't see his mobile phone on the table or sofa. Finally, her eyes settled on his pants pocket, which was obviously a square bulge. Her eyes lit up. She lowered her head and reached out to touch a corner. She was surprised that something felt wrong. She pulled it out and took a closer look. She was instantly dumbfounded.

On the bright blue carton, the text is exaggerated and exciting: particle black technology, surrounded by freezing points, made by boiling points!!
  As the saying goes, the first time you are born, the second time you are familiar.

Ji Yanchen raised his eyes and looked over, his expression calm and composed, as if the person who had been embarrassed in the supermarket just now was not him at all.

Song Shiwei was alone in shock, with trembling pupils and disbelief: "You...how did you really buy it?"

He looked calm and his logic was self-contained: "I've lost face anyway, why not buy it?"

Song Shiwei: "..."

He glanced at the date on the box and said thoughtfully: "T has a long shelf life. It should be used before it expires."

Song Shiwei: "…………"

He indifferently put away his eyes and said casually: "Only two boxes."

Song Shiwei: "."

She bit her lip and threw the thing into his arms in shame and anger. After thinking about it for a moment, she picked it up and threw it to the ground angrily. She took her phone back and didn't care to see what he had changed: "I want to go home!"

At the end of the night, his old jealousy had been vented, and all his unreasonable demands had been met. He was obviously in a good mood, and pinched her cheek: "Okay."

Before going out, Ji Yanchen packed her a lunch box with washed fruits and sandwiches for tomorrow's breakfast. He also took a bottle of ginger milk from the refrigerator that she drank at night and told her to heat it in the microwave over medium heat before drinking it tomorrow. .

She answered gently and took it, a complex loneliness flashing through her eyes for a moment.

These were small things, but no one had done them for her since her mother left.

Song Shiwei was a little silent on the way back.

When he arrived at her community, Ji Yanchen stopped the car, turned around and looked closely at her face: "Are you angry?"

She didn't want him to think too much, so she forced a smile and said, "I'm an adult and I don't get angry that easily."

After a moment of pause, she raised her hand to straighten his collar and said softly: "Be careful on your way back and pay attention to your safety."

After confirming that she was not in mood, the person in front of her couldn't even pretend to be serious for three seconds and quickly revealed her true colors: "Goodnight kiss."

Before Song Shiwei could put down her hand, she pushed him in the face angrily: "No!"

He must not be allowed to develop this bad habit!
  But no matter how tough his attitude was, he couldn't stop him from acting like a rogue and not opening the door. Song Shiwei had no choice but to finally give in and leaned forward to press lightly on the corner of his lips. At the same time, she gritted her teeth and warned: "Don't push yourself too far Ji Yanchen!"

He chuckled, hugged her and nibbled on her face a few times before letting her go.

After watching him leave, Song Shiwei returned to the apartment and put the things she brought back into the refrigerator.

When she was taking a shower, she couldn't help but blush when she saw the mark on her body. She was embarrassed to look at it a second time, and turned away from the mirror in a panic. She was angry and secretly annoyed that this person was neither serious nor serious. When he chased her, he was polite and pretended to be a family dog. Now, He is clearly a vicious dog who has revealed his true colors!