my Mr. Ruffian

Chapter 98 lingering
It was already late at night, and I didn't meet anyone along the way.Jiang Yingjing didn't bother to look through Cheng Xiaoye's bag, and directly carried her into his room.

She had struggled enough just now, and her body was covered with fine sweat.A few strands of hair were wet with sweat, lying on her white neck.

Jiang Yingjing actually wanted to throw her on the bed like this, and asked him to bathe her, isn't this tormenting?He is more or less a gentleman, and he doesn't want to be charged with taking advantage of others.

But at this moment, someone from Cheng yelled, "It's sticky, it's so uncomfortable, I need to take a bath."

Jiang Yingjing cursed secretly, "Damn it, I don't usually see her having a cleanliness habit, so why is she so verbose today?"

"Sleep, I'll wash it tomorrow!" He suppressed the throbbing veins on his forehead, and threw the quilt on Cheng Xiaoye's body roughly.

Cheng Xiaoye was going crazy with the help of alcohol at the moment, kicked the quilt away, and sobbed, "Jiang Yingjing, you bastard, you only bully me..."

She is usually a very strong person, especially in front of Jiang Yingjing, she shed tears very few times.Today, with the strength of wine, as if to vent all the grievances I have suffered in the past, the tears kept falling as if the thread was broken.

Although Jiang was used to being glib, he was helpless in the face of the flood-like tears at this moment.In desperation, he had no choice but to hug her from the bed and coax her softly: "Okay, don't cry, I'll just take you to wash."

His body was sticky and his stomach felt tight, Cheng Xiao also just wanted to take a quick bath and feel more comfortable.Hearing this, he stopped making trouble and obediently buried his head in Jiang Yingjing's chest.

For a while, he bared his teeth and claws, and for a while he behaved like a puppy again. Jiang Yingjing couldn't laugh or cry, and carried her to the bathroom.

It is impossible to expect her to wash herself when she is so drunk.Jiang Yingjing put hot water on her and put her in the bathtub.It was only after her slender feet touched the water that Cheng Xiao immediately yelled again, "Jiang Yingjing, you want to drown me, so I won't go down."

With that said, she wrapped her arms around his neck tightly.Jiang Yingjing had never felt that Cheng Xiao was so difficult to deal with, he could not be beaten or scolded, so he had to spend a lot of time, helped Cheng Xiao and stood underneath.

The warm water dripped onto the skirt, Cheng Xiao also sighed comfortably, while Jiang Yingjing's face turned dark.

The warm drops of water wet the skirt, exposing the exquisite curves.Although it covered that delicate body, it was more alluring than not covering it.

Jiang Yingjing couldn't help being hot, his Adam's apple twitched, he glanced at the person who was still drenched with his eyes closed, and snorted coldly, "You asked for this."

After finishing speaking, he tore off the tie and shirt on his body in two or three strokes, and quickly untied the belt with his slender fingers, and quickly took off his trousers, revealing a beautiful and strong body.

After dealing with himself, he stretched out his hand to push the man against the wall, stroked the zipper with one hand, and pulled it hard.

Without waiting for the man to react, he tilted his head slightly and bit his delicate lips.

When someone from Jiang went to attack the city elsewhere, she pushed him away like a child, muttering in a crying voice: "I won't play anymore, I feel uncomfortable, I want to sleep..."

Jiang Yingjing couldn't help feeling sorry for her childlike expression. He gently kissed her delicate earlobe with fiery lips, and coaxed her softly, "Be good, don't make trouble."

It's already on the line, how could he let her go.

Because of being drunk, Cheng Xiao was not as forbearing as usual, and would cry when he felt a little uncomfortable.

He had to worry about the people under him, obviously he couldn't do whatever he wanted as usual, but he was extremely satisfied.

When Cheng Xiaoye woke up the next morning, his mind was a little foggy.The hangover gave her a headache that seemed about to explode.

Just as she was about to reach out to touch the phone by the bed, her body was brought into a warm embrace.

"Don't move, sleep a little longer." Jiang Yingjing's voice was full of satisfaction after eating, hoarse and lazy.

It took several tens of seconds for Cheng Xiao to react, she didn't know where the strength came from, she violently broke away from Jiang Yingjing's arms that were tightly wrapping her, and sat up.

The coldness on her body made her shiver, and when she looked down and saw the bruises on her body, she quickly pulled the cup over to cover up the nakedness.Blushing and stammering, he said, "Jiang, Jiang Yingjing, you, you, you hooligans."

She said this with a guilty conscience, because she couldn't remember who took the initiative last night.All she remembers is going to the bathroom to vomit, and the rest is blank.

With her making such a fuss, Jiang Yingjing's drowsiness was already driven away.He put one hand on the back of his head, looked at Cheng Xiaoye leisurely, and said with a half-smile: "I'm a hooligan? I'll be a hooligan when I'm full? Who insisted on asking for it last night?"

Cheng Xiaoye's face turned even redder, and after a moment of guilt, he stammered: "Impossible, you are talking nonsense."

Jiang Yingjing changed his back and put it behind his head, still with a half-smile expression, nunuzui said: "You see clearly, this is my room. You came to knock on the door in the middle of the night, I'm not Liu Xiahui... "

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Xiao tightly covered his ears, his face was as red as blood.After covering her ears, the quilt slid down, she was ashamed and annoyed, she quickly pulled the quilt up, and was about to get out of bed in a hurry.

Before he reached the bedside, he was hugged back again.

"Let's go when we're full, huh?" Jiang Yingjing deliberately said these words close to her face, with a slight rise in the ending, which was indescribably ambiguous.

Cheng Xiaoye's face was hot as if it had been burned.She forcefully opened those strong arms, but was pressed tightly by the person behind her.

(End of this chapter)