Wild Sweet Temptation

"What do you think our relationship is?"

The reporter did not give up even when asked back. "It seems that President Su and the Ji family have had a good relationship?"

"Yes, we are old friends, and then what?"

"I heard that you and Miss Ji have been at odds for years, and now it's suddenly revealed that you have an affair. Is this just groundless?"

"You know quite a lot. We are childhood sweethearts. You know so much, why are you asking me?"

Su Muchen stretched his head to look at his name tag. "Oh, I think I saw your work badge clearly. Do you have any questions?"

"Boss Su! May I ask if the tattoo on your neck is related to Miss Stellaris who participated in the event that day? Someone found out that the English words on the tattoo are Stellaris's!"

Ji Fanxing in the backstage suddenly clenched his fists, held his breath and listened carefully to Su Muchen's answer.

"Ah~ It's related. She kissed it."

"This is the first time that President Su has officially attended an event with a female companion. Does it mean that good things are coming?"

Su Muchen raised his wrist to look at his watch, then pointed at the reporter's name badge.

"We don't have much time. Who is in charge of today's event? Any magazine can get in, right? I can't figure out who the press conference is for today."

After he said this, all the reporters dared not ask him about his personal affairs anymore, and the host brought the topic back to Zhou Zaize.

Su Muchen saw that it was almost done, so he asked the others to stay. He had finished what he was supposed to do and was ready to take Ji Fanxing to find Zhou Zaize.

Ji Fanxing fell silent again on the road. Seeing how well behaved she was, Su Muchen was worried that she might be upset, so he kept talking to her.

"I have sent people to investigate the person Zhou Zaize mentioned. It is hard to say what is going on behind the scenes. You will be safe here with me for the time being. Don't run around. Do you hear Xing'er?"

"If you don't want to see him, we can turn the car around and go home now."

"Listening to music? Hmm~ Let me see, listen to some new albums?"

Ji Fanxing looked up. "You don't have to keep talking. I'm fine."

Su Muchen put his hands outside the car to dust off the cigarette ash and said nonchalantly, "I'm a chatterbox. I've been like this since I was a child. If you get annoyed, just plug your ears. Otherwise, I'll continue."

He kept talking all the way to Guan Zhou Zaize's place, a villa in the suburbs. When Ji Fanxing appeared, he was sitting in the room watching a movie he had previously acted in. He did not look like he was in the dying state as before, but instead looked a little radiant.

Su Muchen ruffled her hair. "How do you want to play? It's up to you."

She raised her eyes and said seriously, "Does it hurt when you hit someone with a hammer?"

"Oh~ wait."

After a while, the Su family bodyguard handed over a hammer that looked similar to a hammer used for renovation, but the difference was that the head of the hammer was pointed.

Su Muchen patted her back. "If you can't, call me."

"No, I want to come in person."

Ji Fanxing looked at the hammer in his hand blankly. The bodyguard closed the door from the outside. Su Muchen lit a cigarette and held it in his hand. After a while, screams were heard from inside.

About an hour later, the door was opened and the room was in a mess. Ji Fanxing was holding a hammer and his face was covered in blood.

She was breathing heavily and trembling all over. Su Muchen took the bath towel and wanted to wipe her, but she stopped him with her hand.

"go home."

After she finished speaking, she walked out the door. Su Muchen gave the bodyguards a look, and they immediately began to deal with the tragic scene in the room, then strode after Ji Fanxing.

She took out a bottle of fruit wine from the refrigerator in the car, opened it and drank it slowly, then spoke softly.

"I killed someone again."

"It's a small matter. He deserves to die. The result is the same."

"Kindness is really the most useless thing in the world. Maybe it's good to be a bad person. I see that you are having a good time every day."

Su Muchen bit the cigarette and finally decided not to explain himself. He just pinched her slightly red face randomly.

"There is nothing wrong with being kind, but you have to show it to the right people. Otherwise, it is cowardice and hypocrisy. Don't give up your virtues just because of a few bad people."

The first thing he did after taking off his clothes was to vomit while holding onto the toilet, then he laughed uncontrollably, and finally he started crying bitterly.

The blood stains on the body can be washed away, but how can the blood stains in the heart be wiped away?

He rinsed his body over and over again, watching his skin slowly turn pale due to the water and his fingers wrinkled from soaking. Ji Fanxing picked up the bottle of wine, took a few sips, and walked out of the bathroom directly.

Su Muchen was waiting at the door. When he saw her come out, he opened the bath towel and wrapped her in it, rubbing her wet hair and wiping her slightly tipsy face.

Ji Fanxing slowly raised her eyes to look at him. The man's eyes were full of seriousness and doting as he wiped the moisture from her hair. His delicate face was naturally seductive. She raised her hand slightly, grabbed the collar of his shirt, and tiptoed to kiss the corner of his lips.

The cold lips rubbed from the corner of her thin lips gradually towards her lip beads. The bath towel that Su Muchen used to wipe her hair was now draped over her, helping her to rub off the water droplets on her body.

The eyes of the two people silently scraped out warmth, and when the bath towel rubbed the hem, Su Muchen suddenly picked her up. She put her arms around his neck, and the kiss deepened with the steps, and finally ended when the back touched the bed.

"You can do whatever you want today, okay?"

Tracing the graceful body, with a burning heat, he lingered on the flat belly, leaving different marks on every part, and finally worshipped and kissed devoutly on the holy place.

Ji Fanxing arched her waist unconsciously, exclaimed tenderly, with a pool of spring water in the corners of her eyes.

She wanted to indulge herself, to forget, and today she just wanted to be herself completely.

Holding Su Muchen's hands with both of hers, she kissed his palms gently, "I want you."

"good."

Intertwined and lingering, there was a burst of sad sobbing in the house but it did not contain sadness but instead carried a kind of joy. The evening breeze blew in with a nostalgic warmth, and the curtains swayed slightly with the warm wind, adding a touch of restlessness.

Ji Fanxing leaned comfortably on the pillow, feeling a sense of rebirth and transformation, and stroked Su Muchen's sharp outline with her hand.

She looked into his affectionate eyes, wiped the sweat off the man's nose with her fingertips, and her gaze fell on the gunshot wound that was still bandaged.

If we hadn't seen his usual behavior again, it would have been hard to associate him with such a serious injury.

After returning from Hong Kong, Su Muchen was not stable in front of the outside world. In order to take care of her, Su Muchen almost had to rely on drugs to maintain his condition.

Every time she saw the wound, she was moved and couldn't help but lower her head to lick and kiss the wound. Su Muchen snorted lightly and frowned slightly.

"Xing'er...you...did you do this on purpose? Huh? To attack me by surprise?"

She bit her lip. "I didn't... I just couldn't help but... ah... I got nervous for a moment, wuwu... baby——"

The deep affection just now gradually became aggressive. The more she touched the wound and showed mercy, the more she felt loved.

Su Muchen held her wrist to prevent her from touching that place again. Ji Fanxing placed her other hand near her tailbone and made light circles from time to time.

Like a dancing flame, the two people's entanglement became deeper and deeper, infatuated, and their infinite love was freely expressed in their unpredictable body movements.

She lay on Su Muchen's chest, feeling a little weak. She could no longer open her eyelids and rubbed her head against his chest with a satisfied expression.

"Happy? Don't you want to praise me? Huh?"

"Hmm..." Ji Fanxing tried to open her eyes. "She must be the best when she's a gigolo."

Su Muchen hissed, "You good Xing'er, come here, let me feel if you have a conscience."

Conscience felt the extinguished lust in Ji Fanxing's eyes, and in the silent gaze, her slender long legs gently rubbed the man's waist in the quilt...

This complete indulgence made her fall into a drowsy sleep, just like a well-behaved little rabbit curled up into a ball.

She hadn't had a good night's sleep for a while because of her illness. Today, she put everything aside and was swept away by fatigue.

【Just right】