It is obvious that the piece she is wearing is not the style of pants and clothes.
Song Yunyun smiled, the curve of the lips raised was shallow, and there was a little more charming and enchanting smile, "Yes, do you want it?"
Jiang Yaojing was teased for the first time.
The black pupils gradually became bright, full of smiles, low and heavy, "I want."
Song Yunyun looked at him and picked up his pajamas' robe with his fingers. He said softly and delicately, "You must catch it, you can't fall to the ground and get dirty."
Jiang Yaojing's uncontrollable smile.
Did this woman take the wrong medicine today?
He said, "Okay, I'll catch it."
The black silk slid off Song Yunyun's body, revealing her fair and delicate skin, and the thin suspenders seemed to break at any time. The soft satin wrapped around her slender, concave and convex body.
She smiled, "I lost it?"
She grabbed her clothes and placed her hands outside the railing.
As long as her fingers loosen, it will fall down!
Jiang Yaojing raised his hand.
Song Yunyun couldn't help but hugged her clothes shyly, "Forget it, I'm embarrassed."
She turned and entered the room.
She ran upstairs and was about to put on her clothes when the door was pushed open.
She turned her head.
I saw Jiang Yaojing standing at the door.
He leaned against the door and looked at her deeply, "Don't wear it."
Song Yunyun asked with a slight look in her eyes, "Does it look good?"
Jiang Yaojing looked her up and down, her face, her lips, her neck, her...
Don't let go of every place, every inch!
"nice."
She looked up, her eyelashes trembled, "Really?"
Jiang Yaojing raised his legs, walked towards her step by step, reached out to take off the outer robe from her hand, and threw it onto the bed, "I like it only wears this one."
Song Yunyun bit his lip and threw himself into his arms, "Do you know?"
Jiang Yaojing surrounded her waist and buried her fragrant hair in her face, "What do you know?"
"I know, do you hate it?" Song Yunyun hugged his neck tightly, "Yaojing, my first time, I doubt myself."
She always felt that she was right.
I don't regret it either.
But in court, they were aggressive, and when they kept emphasizing that they did not meet the regulations, she felt powerless.
She couldn't imagine that if the dean was really dead.
Will the dean’s family sue her to the end?
Let her go to jail?
Jiang Yaojing stroked her spine and comforted her, "Can you indulge yourself to relieve your emotions?"
Song Yunyun kissed his cheek, "Yes, I've never worn it like this..."
She asked, “Is it sexy?”
Jiang Yaojing replied sexy, "When did you buy this dress? I haven't seen it before."
"I bought it today." Song Yunyun looked at him and asked, "Have you handled Jiang Yaotian's affairs?"
"I'll hand over the person to Chen Yue." Jiang Yaojing bent over and picked her up, "Let's just leave it alone."
This time, Jiang Yaotian is in danger anyway!
Song Yunyun didn't ask, she pondered for a moment, "My affairs may not be so easy to solve."
Jiang Yaojing put her on the bed and leaned over her.
His fingertips wandered on her shoulders, "Tonight, let's not talk about private matters, okay?"
Song Yunyun took the initiative to slide the shoulder straps to her chest and raised her head to put on her soft lips.
Everything after that came to fruition.
Song Yunyun couldn't sleep at first.
After an extreme rain.
She was sleepy.
...
early morning.
The sun slowly rose, and the light came in through the gaps in the curtains.
indoor.
The clothes were thrown on the ground in a mess, including men's blazers, shirts, belts, trousers, and a black suspender nightgown.
On the bed, Song Yunyun was lying in Jiang Yaojing's arms, sleeping soundly.
Buzz...
The sound of vibrating the cell phone rang.
Jiang Yaojing was woken up and he went to see the table.
There is no cell phone on it.
It seemed to be in the pocket of clothes on the ground.
He pressed his eyebrows, and the phone rang at this time.
Song Yunyun was also awakened, and she asked in a daze, "Whose cell phone rings?"
Jiang Yaojing went out of bed and looked for it. Under his clothes, it was Song Yunyun's.
There are strange numbers above.
He handed her the phone.
Song Yunyun was still sleepy, but he didn't even look at it and picked it up.
The voice came from over there, "May I ask, is it Song Yunyun?"