Chapter 41 How come, did they sleep together again!?
Xing Sijue tilted his head and watched silently.
Sometimes, Jiang Song would give him an illusion.
Some of her actions are more elegant than those of a real rich lady, but sometimes she is like a little wild cat, unscrupulous and carefree.
Very similar to that person, but not exactly the same.
He walked forward and with his strong arms picked up the sleeping 'milk cat' on the sofa.
As soon as he picked him up, the person in his arms snorted and gradually woke up.
"Xing...Si Jue?" Jiang Song squinted and slowly touched his face with one hand.
Xing Sijue let out a low 'hmm'.
Then Jiang Song waved his hand again and muttered instead, "No...it's not Xing Sijue."
"It's not him, it's the handsome little brother, hehe."
She looked confused and a little stupid, which made Xing Sijue stunned for a moment, "Drunk?"
When he said this, even he himself did not realize it, and his tone was quite warm and angry.
"Who is drunk? I'm not drunk."
Jiang Song pushed him away in a daze, rolled into the sofa, stood up unsteadily, pointed at him and said, "I am famous...Jiang Song, how could I be drunk! You, you are a good-looking boy.
."
As he said that, he didn't stand firm and fell into Xing Sijue's chest.
She was not disgusted by this action and stroked Xing Sijue's cheek even more unscrupulously.
While touching it, he kept saying, "Well, it looks good, top quality. Sir, how about you let me enjoy it for a night?"
Her pampering and arrogant look made Xing Sijue chuckle, "Enjoy it?"
He lifted her delicate chin and said, "Miss, my price is very expensive, can you afford it?"
As soon as he finished speaking his provocative words, Jiang Song immediately became excited and stood up suddenly, his body almost unsteady and his steps swaying.
Xing Sijue was about to hug her with his eyes, but she pushed him away.
"I, even Master Jiu, have slept with me. Can you be more expensive than him?" After saying that, Jiang Song did not hesitate and boldly touched his face with his hand. The other hand was not obedient and moved more mysteriously.
at...
As a result, Xing Sijue grabbed his dishonest hand.
He responded to her, "Have you ever slept with Master Jiu?"
Jiang Song's face was full of pride, "Yeah, how about it, are you envious?"
"Then how do you feel about him?"
Jiang Song stopped and looked at him with puzzled eyes, "What?"
She just stood there obediently, her red lips slightly parted, her clear eyes pure and flawless, and her slightly red cheeks after being drunk, making her even more charming...
Xing Sijue's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was charming and low, "How do you feel about him in bed?"
Jiang Song came to his senses and began to think about it obsessively. He didn't know what he was thinking of. He felt shy and lowered his head and buried his face in Xing Sijue's arms.
He said dullly, "That's it, that's it."
Xing Sijue lifted her chin with some warmth and anger, "That's it?"
Jiang Song did not hesitate, "Yes, I have never had sex with another man, how do I know who is good and who is bad?"
She muttered, coquettishly, and her speech was a little unclear, but her voice was seductive.
Xing Sijue frowned and made an angry expression, "What? Do you still want to sleep with another man?"
As he said that, he put his hand down on her slender waist and pinched her like a punishment.
Jiang Song hummed.
Her head was so dizzy that she couldn't hear what the other party was saying, so she just heard something that made her sleepy.
She gritted her teeth and grabbed Xing Sijue's neck, "Why are you talking so much? Just tell me whether you can do it or not."
Xing Sijue rolled his Adam's apple up and down and laughed dumbly.
This woman always likes to provoke him, but she always finds something he likes.
He hooked his lips, picked up the woman and walked into the room.
But he didn't expect that the little milk cat who was showing off his power just now was sleeping comfortably in his arms, obviously not wanting to put out the trouble he had caused.
Xing Sijue bent down and placed the person on the soft goose down bed.
Sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at her for a long time, those eyes as deep as an eagle revealed a bit of pampering that even he himself had not noticed.
Does he treat this woman very differently?
Xiao Song's words echoed in my ears.
His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the only hint of pampering turned into vigilance.
Xing Sijue stopped looking at her, turned around and stood up.
But, suddenly.
"No...no, water, I don't want water..."
"Ahem, cough, cough, help me, help me up..."
The little woman curled up like a kitten on the bed, letting out a few muffled groans.
That light and slender little hand grabbed it, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and refused to let go.
Xing Sijue stopped.
"Please, save me."
He frowned and turned back.
Jiang Song held him with one hand, and kept touching his neck with the other hand, as if he had difficulty breathing, and his feet were beating constantly. It looked like...
Like a drowning person struggling.
Xing Sijue paused and did not leave any further.
…
"Ding……"
Early morning, seven o'clock.
When the first ray of sunlight penetrated the gap in the curtains and shone into the room, the sleepy-eyed girl leaned on the man's strong arm and hummed softly to resist her dissatisfaction with the alarm clock.
Then, he dishonestly got into the man's arms and tried to cover the alarm clock with the quilt.
but……
No! Why is there a hard person on her bed?! And a temperature?!
Jiang Song's sleepy eyes suddenly woke up, almost like a carp, and he sat up from the bed.
After seeing the person in front of him clearly, Jiang Song breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, and then took a wary look at his body.
"Ah!"
She took a deep breath, how could she... fall asleep together again?!
Jiang Song started to recall last night with a confused look on his face, but...
Pat your head.
Why can't I remember anything?
"What? Can't remember?" came the man's lazy voice.
Behind her, I don't know when Xing Sijue woke up. He was leaning on the bed with dignity, looking at her with his charming eyes.
In particular, his upper body was half-naked, and the goose-down white quilt slid down around his waist, half-covering his nosebleed-inducing six-pack abs.
"Last night?" Jiang Song's eyes widened angrily, her red lips slightly pursed, accusing, "You actually took advantage of me to be drunk, right... to do that kind of thing to me, Xing Sijue, are you still a man after all? You...
"
As she said that, she grabbed the pillow at hand and acted like she was not to be trifled with, so she wanted to look good to him.
Although she just woke up and her head was still in a daze, she must avenge this!
However, the pillow was pulled away by Xing Sijue, and even the words were snatched away by him.
"It was you who forced yourself on me last night." Xing Sijue was unceremonious and stared at her every word.
"Huh?" Jiang Song's head was spinning, and it was even more incredible to hear what he said.
But who knows the next second, Xing Sijue took out his mobile phone gently and tapped his finger to play the recording.
"Why don't you let me sleep for once? You look so good, and there are...one, two, four...many, many, many abdominal muscles. They should feel very sexy to the touch later."