Shi Jing's tall body pressed against hers, and the fluctuations of each other's breaths were accompanied by the clear touch flowing over each other's bodies. The numbness and heat began to spread across their bodies.
But when Shi Jing reached out his hand, he gently reached towards her waist and said, "If I don't hold you down, what if you leave me and run away again?"
His hand lightly scratched Qian Qianqian's waist, which made her want to pop out from under him immediately.
"Shi Jing, stop scratching, I'm ticklish."
She struggled under him, "Ah! Stop...stop scratching."
"This is your punishment for your refusal to marry me last time."
His hands still slid around Qian Qianqian's waist wantonly, and his eyes were filled with smiles.
"I don't dare anymore, haha, Shi Jing, you...stop scratching, haha...it's so itchy..."
She kept twisting and turning under him, and her actions of playing with fire were naturally playing into someone's hands.
The heat stirred up under her body made Shi Jing's originally playful eyes gradually filled with desire.
His eyes burning with desire gradually turned red, and he only felt that his throat was a little tight, making it difficult to vent due to dryness.
He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the little man with a red face in his arms, and his thin lips suddenly raised in a wicked way.
Stopping his movement on her waist, his hand moved to Qian Qianqian's lips, playing with them gently.
"Qian Qian."
His voice sounded a bit hoarse.
"Um?"
Seeing Shi Jing stop the unbearable tickling action, Qian Qianqian's expression gradually recovered, but she didn't notice the lust in Shi Jing's eyes that was filled but still being suppressed.
Blinking his dark eyes, he looked at the corners of Shi Jing's mouth that moved slightly, forgetting that he was lying on the sofa with Shi Jing pressed under him.
"I finally deceived you. I think we should have something to celebrate, what do you think?"
While asking, a sly and evil smile flashed across the corner of his eyes that Qian Qianqian never noticed.
"Eating to celebrate?"
Qian Qianqian was a little confused by his proposal, and naturally looked out the window. The stars in the dark night sky seemed to be blinking at her in a good mood.
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"It's so late, there's nothing good to eat, right?"
She looked at Shi Jing and said this, but she saw Shi Jing gently shaking his head disapprovingly, his thin lips raised in a bad way, and said:
"No, there must be something I like to eat."
"Uh...then what do you want to eat?"
She looked at Shi Jing's eyes, which even she felt had some evil energy, and spoke with a slight uneasiness in her heart.
Faintly, I felt as if I had accidentally stepped into a wolf's den.
Shi Jing smiled evilly at her, lowered his handsome face, and pecked her lips, "Eat you."
After saying that, his lips covered hers again, and the tip of his tongue skillfully pried her lips apart, intertwining with her lilac tongue.
This time, he had held it back hard enough.
"Shijing, you...you...you are so shameless...ugh!"
After finally taking advantage of this gap to say such a sentence, her lips were blocked again, leaving no more space for her. Everything was once again domineeringly occupied by him that night.
However, she still willingly gave herself to him just like that night.