Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 971 Old things in the Republic of China: Even if it is indifferent, it is also romantic 67
Unable to wait for the boiling hangover soup to cool down, he poured himself a glass of cold water, stood in front of the window, and took a sip with his eyes downcast. The cold water penetrated the tip of his tongue, suppressing the burning feeling in his deep throat, and made him look cold. deserted.

He turned his face to the side, looking at the scenery outside the window.

The shirt was still loose, and it was worn on him with most of the buttons unbuttoned. He was holding a water glass in one hand, and his wrist bones were raised.

In the twilight, the lights shrouded him, it was not the same as usual, the bones of a clean and disciplined body were stained with lust, cold and debauched, the sense of confrontation made people addicted and lost their souls.

Look dry mouth.

Chu Jin'an put his arms around his knees and sat on the head of the bed. Seeing that he was slow to come, he stepped on the wooden floor with bare feet, walked behind him, put his arms around him, put his face against his straight back, and called out Said: "Fourth brother."

Fu Rongheng let her hug her, and hummed.

Chu Jin'an didn't know what he was thinking, did he interpret her uneasiness as rejection.

Her heartbeat hadn't calmed down yet, she mustered up her courage, her fingers slowly traced the line of the shirt, and touched the belt buckle of his military trousers, her fingertips trembled slightly, and her voice became hoarse: "I am willing."

This time Fu Rongheng stopped completely and did not make a sound.

Chu Jin'an couldn't see his face, but could only feel his strong and tense body, close at hand through the shirt, the strength burned to the bottom of her heart, making her throat thirsty.

That time in the theater, or just now, she could feel that he was thinking about it...but he stopped.

She thought too.

Whether it's his heart or his body, he wants to belong to her completely, so that he can comfort so many years of worrying about gains and losses.

Chu Jin'an's palms were sweaty, and he unfastened his belt buckle unskillfully. The two bodies hugged each other tightly in the snowy night, and the subtle voice could be heard clearly in the silence.

Fu Rongheng pressed her hand, stopped Chu Jin'an's movements, and with a force, easily brought her to the front, leaning against the window to look at her.

"Fourth brother is not as gentleman as you think. If you continue to behave like this, you won't be able to close the show." His voice was deep and clear, and he was still drunk, so he became a little more lazy.

Looking at the bottom of her eyes, one is glacier, the other is desire-desire, it is hard to tell whether it is ruthless or passionate.

Chu Jin'an leaned his back against the window, his heart was restless, his fingers were still entangled with the buttons of his shirt, and he slid down indistinctly, with fair and thin cheeks, and stubbornly replied: "Then it won't end."

Behind her is the gloomy sky, the white snow illuminates the night a little bit, intertwined with the lamps in the house, blending into a dim and confused color, flowing on her smooth skin.

The left side of the off-white sweater slipped a little, revealing the charm on the shoulders, shivering a little in the cold wind, so fragile, whether it will also be made to shiver.

The smile in Fu Rongheng's eyes faded away, he watched her silently, after a while, he put the cold water glass on the side cabinet, and it fell on the tip of Chu Jin'an's heart with a slap.

She focused on the man's movements, and in the next second, she was lifted up by someone and hugged to the window frame. She leaned out with half of her body, and could only cling to him tightly.

He held the window vigorously with one hand, and squeezed her chin to force her to look up. Her back was still straight as a soldier, and half of her face was sunk in the snow and light, without showing any clues. The terrible atmosphere made people feel confused.

"After we go back, we will get married."

In an instant, Chu Jin'an's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

He never talks, he just does.

He dropped an unfeeling kiss next to her ear: "I'll give it to you when the time comes."

The cold wind was howling, and everything was silent, pouring into her clothes and messing up his shirt, he was dressed loosely, but not half abstinent, which was her yearning when she was young.

(End of this chapter)