Jiaochen

Between the talks, he directly pulled Ji Qingying into his arms, lowered his head and sniffed at her neck, and asked in a low voice, "Just sprayed on the perfume?"

His warm breathing was all on Ji Qingying's skin, like a cat's claw scratched, slightly itchy.

She subconsciously said "um", vaguely trying to explain: "It's in the cabinet..."

Before she finished speaking, Fu Yanzhi suddenly sucked her neck, making her subconsciously raise her head and groan.

He wandered to the side and continued to ask: "Smell it for me? Huh?"

The deliberately pressed tail sound and the sound overflowing from the throat all softened Ji Qingying's legs.

This person is really bad.

Ji Qingying pressed the corners of her lips tightly, trying not to let herself collapse so quickly.

She retorted in a low voice: "Where is it."

She raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes moist, like water mist: "It was sprayed on the counter."

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, "Did you spray me on purpose?"

Ji Qingying: "...Don't be so narcissistic."

Hearing this, Fu Yanzhi (hook gou) lowered his lip, pondered for a moment and said, "Didn't you buy it."

"...Huh?" Ji Qingying looked at him: "Do you want to smell?"

Fu Yanzhi looked at her brightly and reminded him: "I want the smell you spray me."

"..."

These two sentences make no difference at first glance. After tasting, it is meaningful.

Ji Qingying jealously looked at his eyes: "I haven't had a (xi) bath yet, let me smell it later."

Fu Yanzhi agreed: "Good."

The two did nothing in the kitchen, mainly because they were hungry.

Fu Yanzhi's cooking speed was fairly fast, and it didn't take long for three dishes and one soup to be ready.

-

With his cooking skills, Ji Qingying opened the floor-to-ceiling windows, letting the evening wind blow in naturally, like a lake blown by the wind, causing ripples in the room and letting love breed.

She was a little flustered inexplicably during dinner.

But after another thought, I felt nothing. She identified the person in front of her, sooner or later, she belonged to this person.

Fu Yanzhi has good cooking skills, and Ji Qingying likes his food very much.

After eating, Fu Yanzhi suddenly asked, "Did you encounter anything today?"

Ji Qingying paused and raised her eyes to look at him: "My performance is obvious?"

Fu Yanzhi glanced at her, then paused and shook his head: "No."

It is his habit (sexual xing) to observe her micro expressions.

When Ji Qingying is upset, she is not very talkative, and the emotion on her face is also very light. Of course, she is not the kind of face (color) deliberately. Those beautiful fox eyes will lose a little brilliance.

Ji Qingying looked at him and raised her eyebrows and asked: "Then how do you know I'm not happy."

Fu Yanzhi looked at her and didn't say much.

Ji Qingying looked at him and smiled: "Yeah."

She said: "I have seen my mother, I forgot to tell you that she also went to the game yesterday."

Fu Yanzhi lowered his eyes, put vegetables in her bowl, and asked gently, "Did you say anything?"

Ji Qingying nodded: "I said it, but what I said is not what I want to hear."

She said: "We two are at odds."

Fu Yanzhi began to put food in her mouth, and said in a deep voice, "Speaking while eating."

Ji Qingying chuckled and looked at his eyes: "Okay."

She opened her mouth to accept his feeding, and said with a smile: "I will definitely not spoil my appetite because of her."

"Ok."

Ji Qingying said "um" and turned on the call switch.

She thought about it, and said softly: "In fact, she didn't say anything. She wanted to tell me, but I didn't want to listen."

She pursed her lips and said, "She came back twice before, and I never saw her, and I didn't answer the phone call." She paused and said slowly, "Because the two times she came back, both Not for me."

Ji Qingying is a very real person, but once Zhou Zhilan returns to China because of her, she will be softhearted, and may even forgive what she did before as time goes by.

but none.

She never came back because of her, even this time, it was still for her work.

Thinking of it, it's a bit sad, but it doesn't seem so sad.

She looked at Fu Yanzhi's emotional (exposed) eyes and smiled: "Don't feel bad for me." She whispered, "I have repaired myself."

Fu Yanzhi didn't say a word, but rubbed her head vigorously, conveying strength to her.

Ji Qingying smiled and thought for a while and said: "She really hasn't changed at all."

Still so selfish.

Ji Qingying blinked and looked at Fu Yan, "Do you know what she said to me in the first sentence when we met today?"

Before Fu Yan could say a word, she said to herself: "We haven't seen each other for so long. She didn't say that I grew up, nor did she praise me for entering the third round, but about my design problems."

For so many years, Ji Qingying has gone through so many time alone. For Zhou Zhilan, she actually had no hope.

When she wanted to love her most, she was not there, and when she comes back now, she has nothing missing.

But after all, people will have a vacant lot of greed.

She is no exception.

Of course, she didn't think about what to do with Zhou Zhilan. She couldn't forgive the things she did.

She just felt very chilling. She didn't want to do it by herself, and in the end she would accuse her of being wrong.

She knew that she was inferior to her in terms of design, but that was not the reason and method she used to open up the topic.

Ji Qingying doesn't like it very much.

It was obvious that she hadn't acted for the whole afternoon, because she was not used to talking about these things to other people.

She will feel hypocritical and sensitive.

Although Chen Xinyu knows many things about her, she can't always use these things to make Chen Xinyu feel uncomfortable with her.

But now that Fu Yan asked, Ji Qingying wanted to say.

It seemed that she would feel comfortable only if she said it.

Fu Yanzhi paused and took the person into his arms.

Ji Qingying blinked, forced her tears back, and said dullly, "I don't want to cry."

"I know." He sat next to her and said softly, "You can cry as you like here."

Ji Qingying grabbed his clothes and said dullly, "Actually, I have digested myself." She pursed her lower lip and whispered, "I still feel a little uncomfortable just when I remember."

He stretched out his hand, squeezed her palm, and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you tell me then."

Ji Qingying said "Ah", rubbed his neck, and said softly, "I'm afraid you are busy."

Fu Yan gave a halt without saying a word.

He tilted his head and kissed her on the cheek: "Sorry."

Ji Qingying smiled and turned to look at him: "What are you sorry to say to me? That's your job."

She said: "I like your work attitude."

Fu Yanzhi's voice was a little hoarse, and he answered solemnly.

Ji Qingying buried her head on his neck: "Don't worry about me while working." She was silent for a moment, and said softly, "But now I want you to coax me."

Fu Yanzhi looked at her and responded in a dumb voice: "Okay, how can I coax you?"

"..."

Hearing this, Ji Qingying curled her lips unhappily and said, "Do you still want me to teach you?"

Fu Yanzhi laughed lowly and pointed to the food in front of him: "Eat first, and I will coax you later."

"Oh."

Ji Qingying said: "Okay, let me give you some time to think about it."

Fu Yan bent her lips and rubbed her hair: "Okay, thank you girlfriend for her generosity."

After a meeting between the two, they finished the supper slowly.

After eating, it's still early.

It happened that Fu Yanzhi's phone rang, and Ji Qingying urged him to answer the phone, put away the dishes, and put them in the dishwasher.

After tossing, she tossed Fu Yanzhi's clothes and said silently: I'll go there.

Fu Yanzhi nodded.

-

After returning to her side, Ji Qingying remembered that she had forgotten to take the clothes she bought, and then turned back and took her own ones.

She bought a lot of things, all clothing.

It also includes those bought for Fu Yanzhi.

Ji Qingying removed her tag and threw it into the washing machine before entering the bathroom.

She (washing xi) is not fast, but not slow.

But this night, it was very slow, and when she came out, there were already people in the living room.

Ji Qingying was stunned, looking at Fu Yanzhi who had changed clothes (sleeping in Shui), and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Why are you so fast?"

Fu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Ji Qingying: "..."

She later realized that what she said just now was not quite right.

She pursed her lower lip, don't smile, "No."

She couldn't laugh or cry, and sat down beside him: "I bought you clothes."

Fu Yanzhi looked at her sideways, stared at her red earlobes for a while, and then whispered, "Bought it for me?"

"Ok."

Ji Qingying bends her lips, her brows and eyes are full of joy: "I'll get it for you, you can try it."

"……it is good."

Ji Qingying bought him two shirts and two ties.

She likes to see Fu Yanzhi wearing a shirt and tie, the visual effect is particularly good.

He is tall and thin, with a tall and straight posture, which makes it difficult to move his eyes at first glance.

Ji Qingying thought of the scene he saw last time in the hospital, and looked up at him: "Why did you wear a tie last time?"

Fu Yanzhi was stunned, only then did he remember which time it was.

He (gou) lowered his lip and took the tie in her hand. He looked down for a moment, and he also understood something.

"Like me wearing a tie?"

Ji Qingying nodded without hesitation: "Yeah."

She said, "It's pretty handsome."

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows: "Just quite?"

Ji Qingying choked, did not understand why he suddenly became narcissistic. She couldn't laugh or cry: "Very handsome."

She looked at him with starry eyes: "Would you like to try now?"

Fu Yanzhi laughed blankly: "Okay."

He paused and whispered: "Go back over there."

"Hmm."

Ji Qingying bent down and took the phone on the sofa, and subconsciously followed him.

After two steps, Fu Yanzhi suddenly asked, "Where is the perfume?"

"..."

-

The evening breeze is breezy, and the summer wind is mixed with temperature, but it is not annoying.

When Ji Qingying woke up in the morning, she opened the curtains. Moonlight came in through the glass window and fell on the two people in the room.

They stood opposite each other, and the man changed his upper body into a black shirt.

The moment Fu Yanzhi swapped it out, Ji Qingying's eyes lit up.

She stared intently, expressing her liking.

Fu Yanzhi looked down at her and found it funny: "Like it?"

"very much."

Ji Qingying still held the tie in her hand and handed it to him: "If you wear a tie, it will look better."

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, pulled her into his arms, bowed his head and kissed the tip of her nose, and asked in a deep voice, "Should you tie me?"

Ji Qingying: "..."

She raised her head, looked at his face close at hand, and blinked: "Oh."

She said, "Then I will tie it to you."

Ji Qingying has never worn a tie for a man, but because of professional problems, she is still skilled in wearing a tie.

The man stands long, even if he wears casual home clothes underneath, it can't hide his handsomeness.

His facial features are exquisite and three-dimensional, and his eyebrows are deep. When not speaking, the aura of the person is very (strong qiang).

Ji Qingying fastened him and took two steps back to look at him.

Fu Yanzhi looked at her with a smile in his eyes: "Satisfied?"

Ji Qingying nodded, happily in (color): "Very."

She smiled and said, "I have a good vision."

Fu Yanzhi answered, and his Adam's apple rolled: "Yeah."

In fact, he rarely acts as a model for people, and he doesn't like trying on clothes, but Ji Qingying likes it, and Fu Yanzhi cooperates.

Ji Qingying watched it for a while, and said after having enjoyed it enough: "Okay, the other one with the same size is unnecessary."

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows: "And then."

Ji Qingying was not clear, so she looked at him and blinked: "Aren't you going to change (sleep in Shui) clothes?"

Fu Yanzhi did not speak, staring at her scorchingly.

There was a gust of wind blowing outside the window, and a corner of the curtain was blown, causing waves.

Unprepared, Ji Qingying was pulled into Fu Yanzhi's arms. He breathed closer, looked at her with a deep gaze, and said low in her ear, "Well, who gave me the tie."

"……what?"

A smile in his voice was full of hints: "Then who can help (off tuo)."

Ji Qingying: "..."

He leaned close, and didn't know whether it was intentional or intentional. He pressed it behind her sensitive ear, and the warm breath came, making Ji Qingying a little unbearable.

The soggy feeling made her blush and heartbeat.

She pursed her lower lip and calmed her mind: "...Hmm."

He pulled La Fu Yanzhi's tie and said softly, "Okay, I'll take it off for you."

Fu Yanzhi smiled in his eyes, and let her take it with a straight face.

His eyes were too hot and straightforward, making Ji Qingying's hands tremble uncontrollably.

Obviously...not a shy girl.

She took a deep breath, buckled the tie with her fingers, and pulled it down, and it was mostly successful.

She looked at the man in front of him who was half a head taller than herself, and said, "Why are you so tall?"

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows: "You can make me bend down."

Ji Qingying: "..."

She choked and followed the kindness: "Then you bend over."

Fu Yanzhi stooped to cooperate.

After taking off the tie, she wanted to withdraw. Before he could retreat, his wrist was held.

Then, he put it on his throat, which was the top button of the stand-up collar shirt.

Ji Qingying's fingers stiffened, and he involuntarily (touching Mo) rolled his apple.

Fu Yan's eyes sank, but she did not stop her from moving.

The two looked at each other silently, and the moon (color) outside the window seemed to hide quietly in the clouds, and it became much darker outside.

He stretched out his hand, took her waist and brought it into his arms, his voice was low and hoarse, and it fell vaguely in her ears as if containing sugar.

"Do you want to help (off tuo) down."

Ji Qingying said "Oh": "Okay."

Her fingers trembled and she began to unbutton him. Grain by grain, obviously not difficult, but tossing for a long time.

When the last button was untied, Fu Yanzhi's (Kiss Wen) also fell.

He bowed his head, his tongue brushed her lips and teeth, (hook gou) entangled her.

Ji Qingying raised his head, clasped his clothes in both hands, and responded implicitly.

But he is too close. After a while, she sobbed and lost her strength, even the tip of her tongue hurts.

The curtain was closed at some unknown time, and the man leaned over and supported her.

Lost and confused, Ji Qingying opened her eyes and looked at the man above.

His originally dull eyes were tainted with lust. The deep eyes, like a whirlpool, attracted her to enter, and could no longer pull away.

She listened to the sound of his breathing in her ears, and she suddenly felt a sense of reality.

She thought of the rumors of the hospital.

The iceberg was melted. He became like a normal man.

And this man changed because of her.

Thinking of this, Ji Qingying's hand on his neck used a bit of strength, and proactively leaned in to kiss the corner of his lips.

The first kiss went up, in exchange for Fu Yanzhi's heavier kiss (kiss wen).

The tongues of the two were entangled, and his palms were hot, burning her skin.

Only the breathing of two people in the room interlaced and bullied.

His lips swam across her cheeks, and then to the ears, all the way down...

Wherever he went, his body shuddered.

Ji Qingying was a little nervous, but full of expectations.

She can feel the man's hands, walking.

It brings a different touch to her, and it makes her (body shen) body reaction in (gou).

Opening her eyes by chance, she felt indescribable when she saw the man bury her head and kiss (kiss) her.

It's satisfaction, but other things.

The man who is usually calm and self-sufficient now seems to have torn off his disguised mask, becoming (strong qiang) aggressive and aggressive (sexual xing).

Still very domineering.

Every time he touches, Ji Qingying has a feeling that she is Fu Yanzhi.

No one except him.

The clothes are piled up in a mess, and it is hard to tell who belongs to them.

The light in the room was still on, Ji Qingying had forgotten this, all her thoughts were taken away by the man, like a wooden person.

The two were stuck on the soft (bed chuang).

By this time, Ji Qingying felt vaguely... Fu Yanzhi's bed seemed to have become a lot softer.

…………

I didn't know that after a long time, Ji Qingying was sweaty and slimy.

Her lips were (kissed) again by the man, and his voice came vaguely from his lips: "I'll try to be gentle."

Ji Qingying didn't say a word, only tightly (hook gou) around his neck and buried his head in the socket of his neck.

In the quiet room, even the sound of the wind disappeared, and the rest was the gasp of men and the whimper of women.

Dimly, when Ji Qingying half-opened his eyes, the room with the lights on seemed to reflect the reflection of two people.

She didn't really see it. She felt the breath of a man, felt his heat, and felt everything about him.

Her consciousness was shattered, and she couldn't tell whether the sweat on her body was his or her own.

She was numb all over, her toes curled up together, and weird sensations flowed through her body.

...

After not knowing how long, Fu Yanzhi suddenly lifted the wet hair from her forehead, and said hoarsely: "Why so..."

Before he could say the rest, Ji Qingying lowered his head and blocked his lips.

Fu Yanzhi smiled lowly, turning away from the guest and approaching again.

This night, Ji Qingying was like a petal that was blown by the wind onto the lake. With the wind and waves, with the ups and downs of the lake, she could not control herself.

Everything is given to the man she likes and loves.

-

Later, Ji Qingying's consciousness became unclear.

She only vaguely remembered that Fu Yanzhi hugged her into the bathroom, and when he came out, he changed the sheets and put her on again.

There was an indescribable smell permeating the room, and just smelling it made people think about it.

Lying down again, Ji Qingying felt that her body no longer looked like her own.

She thought she had good physical strength, but she didn't expect...

Fu Yanzhi posted it up, took her into his arms, and kissed her on the cheek: Sleep Shui)."

Ji Qingying didn't say a word, only consciously drilled into his arms, and went to sleep Shen (Shui).

In the early morning, Ji Qingying vaguely felt that Fu Yanzhi was up, but she was really too sleepy and she had no energy to open her eyes.

...

When Ji Qingying woke up, her whole body was sore.

She stayed on the (bed chuang) for a while before she reluctantly got up.

After entering the bathroom, she saw the clothes she was wearing.

Not her (Shui Shui) clothes, but Fu Yanzhi's shirt.

Black.

It is similar to the one she bought yesterday, but not the same.

She stared at herself in the mirror for a while, and the charming picture of last night appeared in her mind.

Her face was red with visible eyes, she stretched out her hand and gently pulled off the collar.

Not surprisingly, on the collarbone, there are all traces left by men.

When Ji Qingying finished washing and washing, Fu Yanzhi appeared in the room.

Hearing the sound, Fu Yanzhi looked back.

Ji Qingying's hair is still messy, her cheeks are white, her skin is white, and her black (colored) shirt makes her skin white.

The shirt only reached the thigh, and then down, was a pair of white long straight legs.

Fu Yanzhi's eyes darkened a bit, and he did not forget how he felt when his legs (hook gou) were on him last night.

He raised his eyes, then set his eyes on her face.

Ji Qingying blushed, don't open her eyes, and said embarrassedly: "Don't look at it."

Fu Yanzhi got up and approached her: "How are you doing?"

"Ok."

With a hot face, she lowered her head on his shoulder and asked, "It's fine if you don't look at me."

Fu Yanzhi smiled, (kiss wen) (kiss wen) her earlobe: "Okay, go to lunch first."

"lunch?"

Fu Yan said "Um": "It's twelve o'clock."

Ji Qingying: "..."

Sitting at the dining table, Ji Qingying looked down at the food on the table, "When did you get up?"

Fu Yanzhi gave her soup hand and said, "Seven o'clock."

Ji Qingying: "..."

She took the white porcelain bowl and took a sip of the soup, then the ghost said, "...Your doctor, are you all so physically strong?"

As soon as the voice fell, Ji Qingying met Fu Yanzhi's eyes with a smile.

Her face turned hot, don't open her eyes and say, "I just said casually." She said in a low voice, "Did you go out this morning?"

"Ok."

Fu Yanzhi looked at her: "Will it feel?"

Ji Qingying: "How could I not feel that you gave me the medicine." She jumped out of her mind: "I'm not really (sleeping Shui) dead."

What's more, she felt that Fu Yanzhi kissed her.

Fu Yanzhi couldn't help but smile when she saw her face red and red.

He cleared his throat and coaxed and said, "It seemed that I didn't have attention last night."

"..."

"do not talk."

Ji Qingying couldn't help kicking him: "Doctor Fu, you are good or bad."

How can anyone mention this the next day! Ji Qingying admitted that she had a thick skin when she chased him, but she didn't expect that this person had a thicker skin and could say anything and do anything.

It was a mess, she thought of what he did last night.

Sure enough, Chen Xinyu was right in saying that once the abstinence system opened the gate, her small body simply couldn't bear it.

And... Fu Yanzhi is really very self-directed.

Thinking, she turned her head to look at Fu Yanzhi: "Your doctor..."

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Ji Qingying blushed and said vaguely: "Is there any research on this?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Yanzhi deliberately asked: "Which way?"

Ji Qingying: "..."

She shouldn't ask.

Fu Yanzhi looked at her blushing face and smiled lowly: "We have a clearer understanding of the body structure."

Ji Qingying: "...oh."

She didn't ask again.

After lunch, Ji Qingying didn't want to do anything.

She felt that she needed to recuperate for one day, one week.

She lay lazily on the sofa to rest, Fu Yanzhi did everything and sat down beside her.

"tired?"

"Nor." Ji Qingying said with a sad expression: "I don't have much strength."

Fu Yanzhi looked down at her: "Today are you resting at home?"

"Ok."

She stretched out her hand and pulled at his clothes, and suggested, "I want to go to the movies tonight."

"it is good."

He squeezed her hand: "I will read the book to accompany you."

Ji Qingying nodded.

The two of them were sitting in the living room. It was not known when it rained outside the window. The patter of rain made them very comfortable.

Ji Qingying squinted her eyes and rested for a while. She opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her half-wake and dream.

Fu Yanzhi did not leave, and made her a human-shaped pillow on the sofa.

At this moment, the man looked at the book in his hand with eyebrows intently. It was obviously a very ordinary picture, but what he made was to make Ji Qingying blush and heartbeat.

His every move is a (gou) quote to her.

Seeing his calm brows and eyes, she thought of last night inexplicably.

The man was on her, the sweat from her forehead ran down the side of her face as if slowing down, flowing down her jaw...dropping onto her.

There is a sense of unspeakable (sexual xing), which is completely opposite to his look at the moment.

Thinking about it, Ji Qingying's face once again blushed.

As he was distracted, Fu Yanzhi suddenly looked down at her.

The two of them collided, and he looked at her with deep eyes, and asked in a low voice: "What are you thinking about?"

Ji Qingying: "..."

She tilted her head and didn't intend to ignore him.

"Aren't you reading a book, are you looking at me (gan gan)?"

Fu Yanzhi stretched out her hand and squeezed her cheek: "Yeah."

He said: "Some people look at me so straightforwardly that they can't ignore it."

Ji Qingying was speechless.

After being silent for a while, she suddenly looked up at him: "What about the others."

"Huh?" Fu Yan looked at her because he was unclear.

Ji Qingying sat up slowly from the sofa, and said next to him: "Other people look at you very straightforwardly, will you do that too?"

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "Which?"

Ji Qingying: "...You know why you ask."

Fu Yanzhi chuckled lightly, nudged her nose and said, "Are the others Ji Qingying."

"...Isn't it." "Yeah." Fu Yanzhi answered in a deep voice: "That won't."

He opened his mouth, holding her earlobe, and said in a low voice, "It's only her gaze, I can't ignore it."

Ji Qingying trembled and pushed him: "Really?"

Fu Yanzhi raised his head, stared at her, and asked unhurriedly, "Isn't it enough confirmed last night?"

Ji Qingying: "...Don't be a hooligan."

Fu Yan chuckled and reminded her: "Who plays hooligans more often."

Ji Qingying jealously looked at his eyes: "You."

Fu Yanzhi took her hand into his arms and searched for her lips again (kissing wen), (to lure you) into confusion: "Well, I'm going to be a gangster again now, okay? Huh?"

Ji Qingying's ears were numb, and she leaned on his shoulder and responded: "...Hmm." 91g