Spoiling sweetheart: schoolmaster come to Solo

But now she didn't know what was going on outside, so she didn't dare to go out rashly.

Ji Feiyue suddenly began to have some small regrets. She knew it was time to bring the ghost order, so she didn't have to stay here.

There is a sound of footwork outside the door. Ji Fei Yue can't help squinting his eyes. He climbs on the bed and lies down.

Pretending to be still in a coma.

The door of the basement was opened again, and a faint smell of wine came over. Ji Feiyue didn't even need to think about it to know that the visitor must have been drinking.

Ji Feiyue only felt that a shadow had been cast on her upper part, and there seemed to be a sense of familiarity in the faint smell of alcohol.

That kind of familiar feeling wrapped her thoroughly, like a cage, no matter how she wanted to struggle, it didn't help.

Dangerous and overbearing.

Mo ran Shang squints his slightly drunk eyes. His eyes are fixed on Ji Fei Yue. With a touch of imperceptible greed in his eyes, he can't help holding Ji Fei Yue's hand and playing with it gently.

Ji Feiyue tries to resist the impulse to take out her hand and forces herself to manage her facial expression well. Don't show any flaws.

But Mo ran Shang's body is getting closer and closer to her, so thin that her lips are about to be printed on her face. Ji Fei Yue can't help but pick her eyebrows up.

Mo ran Shang naturally catches Ji Fei Yue's slight movement. He can't help squinting his slightly drunk eyes and looking at the past again.

Full of inquiry eyes have been scanning her body.

Ji Feiyue is stared at by this line of sight in the heart can't help clapping for a while, the palm almost erupted a little sweat.

What makes her want to cry most is that Mo ran Shang is still holding her hand. If she detects something, it will be over.

Mo ran Shang can't help but slightly coagulate eyebrows. Is it just his illusion.

Probably in order to confirm something, Mo ran Shang can't help but pursed his thin lip, slowly moved his hand to Ji Fei Yue's clavicle, deliberately stayed in the sensitive area for a while, just to test whether Ji Fei Yue would have any reaction.

Ji Feiyue doesn't know how he can't stand up from the bed and give him a shoulder drop. He just roars in his heart, "your uncle's ink dye! Move your hands!! Do you take advantage of this? "

Mo ran Shang naturally knows that what Ji Fei Yue dislikes most is that others have too much physical contact with her. Except for the kind of girl who has a very strong relationship, she can jump up all of a sudden even if the boy who has a blood relationship touches her.

Mo ran Shang couldn't help but slightly droop his eyes. His long eyelashes cast a thin shadow below. It seems that it was his illusion just now.

Mo ran Shang's hand didn't leave immediately. Instead, he raised the corner of his lips and said, "ah Jiu, do you miss me?"

Ji Feiyue: "do you want to slap me to death?

Mo ran Shang couldn't help but chuckled. He rarely didn't get angry. He reached out and raised her chin slightly. His eyes lingered on her delicate facial features. His fingers gently rubbed her smooth chin and whispered a word Ji Fei Yue didn't hear clearly.

When Ji Fei Yue asks again, Mo ran Shang doesn't say any more. Her eyes are still fixed on her face, never moving half a minute.