To Defeat Scum, You Must Start Early, My Lady

On the living room floor.

Ji Baijian glared at Song Zhizhi on his body.

Song Zhizhi twisted her body, she stared at Ji Baijian's black eyes, why would she feel that these eyes were so dazzling, as if to attract her whole person.

At that moment she suddenly fell silent.

She looked straight at Ji Baijian's eyes, slowly drooping, sliding over his firm nose, and staring at his lips...well, they were very **** lips.

Song Zhizhi didn't know why, so he pressed his head down and his lips were close to the flap of lips.

Before getting close, he was startled by a cold voice, "You dare to go up and try it yourself."

Song Zhizhi rolled his eyes.

What to pull.

She rolled over and got up from the ground.

Without noticing at all, the man under him let out a sigh of relief, and quickly stood up from the ground in the next second, looking nothing unusual.

He grabbed Song Zhizhi's hand and threw her rudely into the bathtub.

Song Zhizhi was hit with a little pain, "Can't you pity Xiangxiyu?"

Ji Baijian seemed to sneer, rushing hot water directly on her body, "wash me clean."

"What if it can't be cleaned?" Song Zhizhi deliberately.

I just wanted to deliberately **** him off, just a sense of accomplishment.

"Then don't come out!"

"Ji Baijian, why don't you help me wash it." Song Zhizhi grinned, smiling innocently.

Ji Baijian's face was not good, and his voice even gritted his teeth and asked, "Is Miss Song so casual anytime?"

"Look at people." Song Zhizhi said, "For you, for example, I'm more casual."

"I'm not a casual person!" Ji Bai made a loud noise.

"Oh?" Song Zhizhi smiled charmingly, that smile was inexplicably fascinating, especially at this moment, the warm water had already covered her body, her clothes were close to her body, her rugged figure was exquisite, and her face was flushed with hot water. good looking.

Ji Baijian's eyes moved slightly, and turned away to leave.

"Ji Baijian, you may not believe it! In fact, we went to bed 800 years ago." Song Zhizhi said, still smug, "Your pectoralis, abdominal muscles, biceps and latissimus dorsi are so elastic. Good Q bomb..."

"Song Zhizhi!"

"The hip line is also great."

"..."

"It's the size of your home that makes people very painful..."

"Song Zhizhi!" Ji Baijian stepped forward and directly covered Song Zhizhi's mouth.

Song Zhizhi blinked at him.

Are you drunk?

Ji Baijian's face is so red.

Ji Baijian said, "Give me a cold shower!"

After finishing talking, Ji Baijian let Song Zhizhi go, and really put cold water on her, then closed the bathroom door forcefully and left.

Song Zhizhi looked at Ji Baijian's back.

What a shame, a big man.

Huhu, it's cold.

Trembling, Song Zhizhi took off her clothes, and quickly washed herself again, then picked up the big bathrobe that Ji Baijian had prepared for her next to him and put it on her body, and she walked out of the bathroom.

Outside the bathroom, Ji Baijian had obviously finished taking a shower. He was sitting on the sofa in a dark blue silk high-grade pajamas. He glanced at Song Zhizhi, "You sleep in that room tonight!"

The slender finger pointed.

Song Zhizhi stumbled into the room that Ji Baijian said, and threw himself on the big bed.

It's cold.

The whole person is so uncomfortable.

She squirmed and shrank into the bed and fell asleep groggy.

After about half an hour, Ji Baijian didn't hear the behavior in the room, so he slowly got up and walked to the room, watching the people in the room shrinking up, turned off the light for her, and brought the door to her before returning Lie down in your own room.

It was late at night, and the news came from there just now that the two people in the hotel had ended their "battle" and fell asleep deeply. The things he wanted were delivered early tomorrow morning.

Ji Baijian turned over, thinking about something.

He has not had deep contact with Song Zhizhi, but he is also very clear that Song Zhizhi's changes are definitely not small. A person suddenly becomes unlike himself. Is there really a so-called "rebirth"?

Suddenly it is a very absurd thing.

Ji Bai meditated.

There was a sudden movement at the door of the room. Before Ji Bai could react, he felt a body suddenly pounce on him.

Ji Baijian coughed fiercely twice, the big bag on the back of his head was still there, and he almost made him breathe at this moment.

"Song Zhizhi, what are you going crazy!" Ji Baijian roared.

Song Zhiyi looked at Ji Baijian in the dark with aggrieved expression, "I'm cold."

"Get up." Ji Baijian's voice is still loud.

Song Zhizhi got up from him and sat upright.

Ji Bai turned on the light and watched Song Zhizhi sitting on him disheveled in the translucent room.

"Can you hug me?" Song Zhizhi asked.

At this moment, I suddenly wanted to be held tightly by him like that night.

She can clearly remember the warmth and firmness he gave her when he held her.

And she has been nostalgic forever, nostalgia when she was the most uncomfortable, he gave her the greatest satisfaction!

Ji Baijian didn't know what Song Zhizhi was thinking. At this moment, his throat trembled. He grabbed Song Zhizhi's pajamas and wrapped her tightly, and then tied the clothes tightly with a bath towel belt, with a bit of strength. So old that Song Zhizhi began to resist, "Pain."

Ji Bai took a deep breath.

He really wanted to strangle her to death.

He let go, and pulled Song Zhiyi over and pressed him on the bed rudely, only to feel her hot body temperature and let her fall asleep knowing that she had a fever.

Song Zhizhi wanted to move his body uncomfortably.

Ji Baijian's threatening voice came in his ear, "If you move again, I will throw you out."

Song Zhizhi instantly behaved.

She lay motionless under the covers of Ji Baijian, feeling really warm, and then slowly fell asleep.

Instead, it was the man next to him who had been tossing and turning.