President,you are sick,needs to be cured!

Shang Jing saw that her cheeks were slightly red, her slender body leaned forward, her voice was rusty and dumb, and Su entered her heart: "Zhou Zhou, the purpose of my coming here is not to visit your father, I just... Want to see you."

Wen Zhou was caught off guard by his words when he heard the speech.

“……”

Want to see her?

What does she have to see?

As the distance was too close, the smell of green grass at the tip of her nose gradually became clear.

As Shang Jing leaned closer, the distance between them became closer and closer.

Wen Zhou was at a loss. He wanted to go back, but he couldn't go back.

Her fingers folded with tension.

When Shang Jing didn't want to talk to her, Wen Zhouzhou wanted to talk about the engagement. Now she was so close to Shang Jing, her thoughts were suddenly scared away by the hormonal breath on him.

Reason and calm sometimes vary from person to person.

If she was facing someone else at the moment, she would never feel uncomfortable.

However, this is Shang Jing.

Her eyes didn't know where to put them. Her cheeks were hot and her dark eyes turned around. Inadvertently, she just swept through the male prominent and sexy Adam's apple.

His neck is slender and very beautiful. When the Adam's apple slides, the smooth line of his neck is more eye-catching.

Frankly speaking, there is nothing about Shang Jing that is not pleasing to the eye.

She always thought that Shang Jing was thin and slender, but until now, she found that although Shang Jing looked thin and slender, she should have the habit of keeping exercising.

He has beautiful arm muscles.

The line is not exaggerated. It will show only when his arm is forced.

Now, for example, his long arm is propped on the small bed with strength.

The house fell into silence again.

Neither of them spoke.

Shang Jing's Adam's apple rolled and thought of the tenderness and sweetness of kissing. He touched his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and his eyes fell on the cherry lips he had kissed with a little redness and swelling.

A glimmer of desire swept up.

He approached slowly

After feeling the approaching masculinity, Wen Zhou reacted quickly this time.

She was bewitched by Shang Jing's beauty and disturbed her mind and thinking steps. When Shang Jing approached, she raised her hand very wisely.

White and slender fingers hooked one end of the elastic rope of the mask and pulled hard to block half of his face.

Hu ～

Sure enough.

No more close contact with this Shengshi beauty can really make her breathe smoothly.

Shang Jing: "

He lowered his eyes, and his slender eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyelids: "is Zhou Zhou hating me?"

In the words, there is a feeling of vulnerability and injury.

Wen Zhou suddenly recalled his bleak eyes and Shang Jing's despair and vulnerability when she pulled off her mask in front of her.

Knowing that Shang Jing's psychological problems led to his aesthetic mistakes, she quickly explained: "No."

She won't dislike Shang Jing.

Never.

With her answer, Shang Jing looked better.

Wen Zhou was quite speechless: "...."

She didn't know what to say. She wanted to comfort Shang Jing. She wanted to tell him that he was not ugly at all. She said that there were no ugly and disgusting scars on his face and back of his hands.

But she understood that these words did not work.

Most of Shang Jing's psychological problems are formed all year round.

Therefore, just her words did not have much healing power for Shang Jing.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhou's heart suddenly felt a little heavy.

The words I wanted to blurt out choked in my throat.

She quickly got up and trotted to keep a distance from Shang Jing: "we've been up long enough. Should we go down?"

It's estimated that her stepmother and stepsister downstairs can't sit still.

Shang Jing still sat where he was, glancing reluctantly at the house.

He didn't want to leave the room. Although the room was small, as long as there was a place around, every breath of air was warm and clean.

He enjoyed the feeling.

Enjoy the atmosphere like no one comes to disturb.

That feeling, as if he and Zhou Zhou were the only ones left in the whole world, and felt the blending of their lips and tongues, as well as the quiet and sweet atmosphere.

Wen Zhouzhou saw that he wanted to stay, and when he thought of Grandpa, there was a warm feeling on his cheek.

She was worried that Shang Jing would behave frivolously to her if she stayed any longer. She immediately said, "in the future, without my consent, that kind of behavior is frivolous. You can't do that again."

Shang Jing frowned: "

He likes kissing Zhou like that.

Obviously, he also felt that Zhou Zhou didn't dislike him and didn't resist touching his lips and teeth.

At the thought of not being able to touch Zhou again, Shang Jing felt that everything was wrong.

The cold and picturesque eyebrows and eyes were tightly wrinkled into a Sichuan character. He said to remind Zhou Zhou: "we are unmarried couples. We can do something to increase our feelings."

He felt that his steps had been very slow.

According to the current mode of couple communication, even if the girl is conservative and will not agree to further development, it is under the condition that it is determined that the relationship has not been engaged.

He is different from Zhou Zhou.

He and Zhou Zhou have an engagement made by their elders when they were young. They will have a wedding in more than 20 days. Therefore, even if they want to do something intimate or have further development, they should take it for granted.

Wen Zhou: "

He's right.

That she couldn't find a reason to refute.

Shang Jing stepped forward, his slender figure approaching.

She was slim and slim. Her height of 1.6 meters was not short in women's height, but when she stood in front of Shang Jing, she was only as tall as his shoulder.

He raised his arm, picked up a strand of soft black hair scattered on her cheeks with his long finger, and then wrapped it around her fingertips twice to feel the silky softness of her hair around her fingertips.

"What we do is just what normal couples should do. Besides, I have been very restrained."

Wen Zhou: "

And restrained?

According to Shang Jing, if she didn't restrain herself, was she overwhelmed by him?

When the lingering and ambiguous picture is about to emerge in my mind, Wen Zhou quickly cuts it off!

She stepped back two steps, pulled back the long hair still wrapped around Shang Jing's fingertips, stood within a safe distance, coughed twice, and reminded him, "let's go downstairs."

She decided not to discuss the topic with Shang Jing.

After all, she hasn't the same concentration as Shang Jing. She can keep a pure heart and few desires and say provocative words.

Shang Jing's fingers fell in mid air and stared at the slender female figure in front.

Her waist is not full.

He opened his five fingers and compared them with his big palm behind her invisible back. He found that her waist was only as big as his palm.

While Wen Zhou only wanted to get rid of the ambiguous atmosphere, so he left in a hurry and didn't notice Shang Jing's paranoid eyes when she fell behind he