Ji Yanzheng raised her chin, used a little force on his hand, and smiled as if he was smiling: "It seems you don't welcome me."

"Anyway, even if you come, there will be no benefits." Chu Weilan said with confidence, "My menstrual period is not over yet."

Ji Yanzheng's black eyes were deep, and he stared at her for a long time, and suddenly sighed: "That's right. Since that's the case, I'd better go back."

After saying that, he let go of her, inserted his hands into the pocket of his coat, and made a gesture to turn around.

Chu Weilan called out "Aihey" and quickly reached out and hugged him tightly: "It's all here, you don't bother me!"

He looked at her with a lazy tone: "No benefits."

Chu Weilan's cheeks flushed slightly, and she spoke in a low voice: "Yes."

"Huh?" The syllable overflowed from the man's throat, low, as if it was scratching on her heart.

Chu Weilan stared at his dark and soft eyes, plucked up the courage and tried hard to tiptoe - but it was still a bit short.

She was a little stunned. Why is this man doing such a high-end job?

Ji Yanzheng smiled and finally lowered his head in cooperation.

Chu Weilan successfully kissed her.

The man's thin lips were still filled with the bitter smell of night, and she had just come out of the shower, and her lips were warm. The collision of cold and warm brought a strange stimulation, and Chu Weilan couldn't help but tremble slightly.

After finishing this kiss, Chu Weilan breathed rapidly, looking at the man's dark eyes, she panicked: "This benefit is enough... is it enough?"

"Is there no other benefits?" His Adam's apple kept rolling up and down, his hoarse voice with intense dissatisfaction, "You can't just ignite the fire and don't extinguish the fire."

Chu Weilan shook slightly, and a desolate feeling flashed through her eyes.

Just now, she almost subconsciously used the excuse of menstrual period, but she had to make a decision in the end.

Chu Weilan bit his red lips and tried to stop his raging hand: "Does... do you want to fight bloody?"

Her voice was still a little hoarse and charming, which fell into Ji Yanzheng's ears, and instead made the fire in his heart burn even more vigorously.

"What do you think you should do, huh?" His thin lips were stamped on her face, and he rubbed her ambiguously and slowly.

Chu Weilan's face turned red, she struggled slightly, and whispered: "Otherwise... I'll help you with other ways?"

The man paused slightly, staring at her with dark eyes.

"Well... didn't you say I'm alive?" She twisted her wrist and spoke in a serious tone, "You haven't tried it yet."

Ji Yanzheng's breathing was chaotic, and he grabbed her soft little hand, and his black eyes became a little hotter.

"So well-behaved." He lowered his head to peck on her lips, "You have been a little abnormal these two days, huh?"

If it weren't for guilt, she wouldn't care so much about his feelings.

Chu Weilan's body stiffened for a moment, and then she said softly: "Come here all the way, I can't bear to let you down."

"Chu Weilan." The man held up her chin, and his black eyes were unfathomable. "To be honest, have you loved me so much that you can't extricate yourself?"

Chu Weilan shook all over and laughed dryly: "Ha...what were you saying? It wasn't that exaggerated, not that exaggerated..."

She was still instinctively uncomfortable with words like love, as if it was a beast.

"Why is that?" Ji Yanzheng was not angry either. He curled the corners of his lips, looking extremely patient.

"You are my husband... If you are kind to me, I will be kind to you." She said seriously.

Ji Yanzheng didn't say anything. He gently stroked her jaw, and his black eyes were filled with inexplicable emotions, which made people unable to explore.

The long silence made Chu Weilan gradually uneasy. She licked her lips and tried to say something to break the current atmosphere.

However, Ji Yanzheng's hot eyes gradually became cold. He withdrew his hand and said calmly: "I'd better go back."

Chu Weilan was shocked and looked at him in disbelief: "Why?"

"No, why." He spit out these four words lightly, shaving his fingertips on her cheeks, "Get a break early."

Looking at the man's calm face, Chu Weilan suddenly felt her heart tugging into a ball. She subconsciously hugged his arm tightly, and her voice had already become crying: "Don't... don't leave."

The fear in her heart spread layer by layer, giving her a pain that was about to suffocate. She didn't know why she was so sad suddenly, as if she would never see him again if she let him leave at this time.

Ji Yanzheng looked at her panic and sad eyes, and the Adam's apple rolled for a moment, stopped her steps, turned around and took her into her arms.

"Chu Weilan, you really won't lie." He smiled in a low voice.

When Chu Weilan heard his words, she almost thought he had discovered something, and her eyelashes trembled violently.

"If I really leave, can you cry, huh?" He pinched her face, with a clear smile in his dark eyes, "You said you don't love me?"

Chu Weilan's lips moved, his expression a little confused.

He lowered his head and sucked on her lips, his voice hoarse and vague: "Your menstrual syndrome is really interesting."

At this time, she seemed particularly fragile, so those emotions that were once suppressed by her reason ran over uncontrollably.

Chu Weilan hugged him tightly and buried his face in the man's arms.

It turned out that he attributed her abnormality to the menstrual syndrome that did not exist.

Maybe that's fine.

Chu Weilan couldn't help but hug him tightly, his voice seemed to be a little angry: "Since you have already decided, nothing I say is useless."

"I don't admit it yet, huh?" He took her earlobe in his mouth, his tone sounded quite relaxed and satisfied.

"...Whatever you say," she said depressedly, adding, "I won't help you."

However, her reaction was interpreted by Ji Yanzheng as being angry and embarrassed.

So the man just smiled lowly and still didn't see any anger. He picked her up and sent her to the bed.

"Go to sleep." He said as he was about to get up.

Chu Weilan grabbed the corner of his clothes and opened his eyes widened: "Where are you going?"

Ji Yanzheng stared at her hand for a few seconds, and his eyes returned to her face, and he spit out two meaningful words: "Take a bath."

"...Oh." She let go of her hand with a embarrassed look, "Then you go."

After saying that, she quickly turned over and buried her face in the pillow.

The man's low laughter made her face burn.

In fact, he did not misunderstand. She just couldn't bear to let him go... That's why she was so worried about gains and losses.

However, there are some things she can delay and make excuses once or twice, but it is impossible for her to keep procrastinating and making excuses like this.
Chapter completed!