Days dominated by wife-watching demons

As soon as An Jing's back bounced against the soft mattress twice, a black shadow followed. Ge Zijie put his hands beside her ears, and cast his gaze from top to bottom very powerfully.

The thin shirt was lifted off at once, the thin and cool air irritated the skin, and small particles formed on the delicate skin, An Jing shrugged her shoulders, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Even if Ge Zijie had a sullen face all day long, his eyes had never been so cold that she dared not look directly at them.

It's "you" again.

Ge Zijie's expression was not good, he clasped An Jing's wrists with his left hand and pulled them to the top of her head, "Are you still afraid of me?"

"No! No." An Jing shook her head, trying to look Ge Zijie in the eyes, "I'm not afraid...I'm just worried."

"worry about what."

"I'm worried that you will be angry." An Jing's voice became softer, "I will try my best to do better, so don't be unhappy."

Ge Zijie looked down at the girl in front of him who was explaining earnestly in an anxious tone, his heart softened, and the softness in his voice seemed to be thickened with honey, "Why are you so lovable."

The closer she got, the weaker her self-control became. She thought that she could satisfy some desires in her heart as long as she tasted some sweetness, but found that the girl's sky is as addictive as Ying.su.

Desire is a bottomless pit.

"I know you can do well." Ge Zijie caressed An Jing's cheek with his vacant hand, and then curled his index finger around her slightly parted lips, and slid in, "But what I want is more than that. "

An Jing bit her fingers helplessly, for fear that if she clenched her teeth carelessly, Ge Zijie would be hurt. The heartbeat in her chest was muffled and intense like a thunder drum, and the thread of reason was stretched to the tightest.

"I heard that you and Mo Yan chatted for a long time backstage today?" Ge Zijie pointed his index finger forward, his voice was low and unreasonable, as if he was trying to induce, "What did you talk about?"

"I... um—" An Jing's tongue shrank, and some moisture appeared in his eyes. Ge Zijie didn't seem to be giving himself a chance to explain. When he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by the other party's movement. Take away all her right to speak.

"Tell me, why don't you talk." Ge Zijie seemed completely unaware of the trouble he was causing An Jing, as if he didn't realize it.

Her hands were restrained, and she couldn't even speak freely with her mouth. An Jing could only lift her knees to push against Ge Zijie's crotch, "Let go..."

Ge Zijie didn't seem to hear An Jing's struggle, and continued on his own: "Do you know what I want?"

An Jing shook her head with red eyes. She felt that something was wrong with Ge Zijie today. The sense of oppression on her body was stronger than usual. The coldness in her eyes sometimes disappeared, and she couldn't read her mood just by observing her expression.

This made An Jing feel uneasy, she had a subconscious premonition that things seemed to be developing in a direction she could not have expected.

She tried to pull out her wrist, but Ge Zijie's strength was much greater than expected, An Jing could only twist her waist desperately, trying to break free from under her, but was pressed down by a knee.

"I want you."

The tympanic membrane was hit hard by these heavy words, every time, An Jing couldn't escape the clarity.

Ge Zijie also said this sentence that night. At that time, An Jing couldn't resist the temptation, and relied on the blessing of alcohol to find an excuse for her loss of control, but now that she was so sober, she couldn't and couldn't. Dare to make any slightest reaction.

Not yet, she struggled to restrain the impulse in her mind.

"Stop joking, let me go." An Jing turned her eyes away, not daring to meet Ge Zijie's gaze, because the other party could see through her disguise with a single glance.

Wanting to get closer, but being timid, she herself felt embarrassed, but they stood on different starting lines from the beginning. If An Jing wanted to stand beside Ge Zijie, the obstacles that needed to be eliminated were far more than just summoning up the courage to tell her. It's that simple.

Wait for me a little longer, until I can stand by your side with a clean attitude, without gossip, malicious suspicion, and... without the philistine who distorts my sincerity into a philistine.

"Do it like that day." Ge Zijie unbuttoned his neckline, revealing his slender neck. He pressed down, and the finger he pulled out from his wet mouth just now stroked An Jing's bare skin, repeating that sentence again, "I want you."

This is her own treasure, and Ge Zijie will never allow it to be peeped and defiled by others. If the gradual consequence is to lose her, Ge Zijie would rather give up the useless gentleman's etiquette and be a villain who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

"Wait..." An Jing opened her mouth, and Ge Zijie sealed her mouth. This feeling was too familiar to her, the fusion of madness and excessive enthusiasm, as if she would be torn apart by this person in the next second.

With the bed board stuck behind her, An Jing had no way to retreat, she was wiped clean by the other party's fiery lips and tongue, and now even her breathing became difficult.

Ge Zijie bent his knees, pressed between An Jing's legs, and moved forward aggressively. He pressed his palms against her lower abdomen and walked downstream, "Say you won't leave."

"Ge Zijie!" A strange touch came from a part of her body that had never been touched by outsiders. An Jing was startled, and regardless of whether it would hurt Ge Zijie's right hand, she pushed her away with all her strength, and rolled to the ground with all her inertia. .

This was the first time she called Ge Zijie's name by name. After calling it, even she was startled.

The loose long hair hung in front of her eyes, and the clothes on her body were also crumpled. An Jing breathed heavily, brushed away the hair that blocked her view, and looked at the face of the person above.

Ge Zijie's eyes were piercingly cold. It had been a long time since An Jing had seen her show such an expression, as if... this is what she looks like when she is really angry.

"As long as it can benefit you, no matter who it is?"

"What did you say..." An Jing raised her eyes and asked in a trembling voice.

"Is it because I didn't give you enough?" Ge Zijie lifted her chin, his fingers were as strong as cast iron, and forced An Jing to meet his eyes impartially, "Don't give it to you, I can take advantage of it." The multiples are sent to you, you are so smart, why can't you even do this multiple-choice question."

An Jing understood completely now, Ge Zijie's words shattered her last illusion, she raised her hand to wipe away her tears, gritted her teeth and replied, "Have you always missed me so much?"

"It's because of these things that I care about you. It's because of these things that I am obviously distressed to death, but I can't delete your appearance from my head. It's because of these things..." The more I talk, the more the gate of the tear gland becomes tighter. Vulnerable, An Jing stopped, took a deep breath, and replied with a trembling voice, "Do you really think it's because of these things that I did such an intimate thing to you?"

No matter how the company's gossip was spread, no matter how vicious Yuan Qin used to slander, An Jing always felt that as long as Ge Zijie wouldn't bother her, she would learn not to care about it, but she never thought that even Ge Zijie himself thought of herself that way.

An Jing suppressed the tears in her eyes, like a defeated loser biting his teeth to maintain his last dignity, disappointment, pain... and the heartbreak that made Ge Zijie unable to breathe.

Ge Zijie was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that he had said such cruel words under the instigation of anger.

She instinctively controlled herself very well, but those control powers completely failed in that strange feeling. She could only admit that Mo Yan's phone call had more influence on her than she expected. Be big.

No matter how powerful a person is, there are weaknesses. Ge Zijie used An Jing's irresistible way to surround her by his side, and he never worried that if all these external conditions were erased, the girl in front of him would leave.

"I'm sorry." Ge Zijie let go of his hand, put it on his forehead, and apologized in a low voice, "Don't take what I said to heart."

An Jing lowered her head and silently arranged her clothes, buttoning them one by one from bottom to top, all the way to the top one, firmly covering all the spring.

"That person Mo Yan has no good intentions, don't get too close to her."

"I know, I will pay attention to keeping a distance from her, and I have absolutely no intention of changing jobs."

She took a deep breath, suppressed the trembling of her body, and said: "I just want to pay off what I owe you earlier, so that I won't always stay in AW and AXSY in a guilty state. ...Here, with those things, I can never say aloud that I do this for the love of it."

Speaking of the suffocating silence in the room, Ge Zijie gritted his teeth, wanting to reach out and hug the person who was about to bury his head in the ground, but he was afraid of hurting her again.

"Please don't have any negative suspicions. I don't have that kind of relationship with Mr. Mo, and I definitely don't have such dirty thoughts about you. I'm sorry, I did that to you before." An Jing pulled it out of her backpack. A box, handed to Ge Zijie, "This is a gift, thank you for your trust in me and the opportunity, I was able to get to this point."

Seeing An Jing like this, Ge Zijie knew that she was really in a hurry.

Ge Zijie reached out to take it, gently held An Jing's hand, and looked at her seriously, "Listen to me, I don't mean to look down on you, I know you are not a person with impure goals, otherwise you were in the coffee shop. , you will not refuse my invitation."

"I lost control and said those words just now. It doesn't mean that those are my real thoughts. It's my...my problem. I apologize to you again." Her voice was extremely comforting, as if she was worried that if her voice was too heavy, it would hurt her. hurt her.

An Jing had never heard such a gentle voice from Ge Zijie, and the other party also sincerely apologized for what he said just now. It should have been a good thing, but tears kept falling down.

"You've done a good job and have always been good. I'm very proud." Ge Zijie said softly.

"Thank you." An Jing lowered her head, her hair half covered her face, took her things and left quickly.

Ge Zijie leaned against the head of the bed in frustration, his brows were furrowed tightly, and a deep sigh flowed from his mouth, "The person with impure purpose is obviously me..."

She reached out, took the gift box on the side, and unwrapped the belt. Inside was a bottle of incense and a handwritten card beside it.

'Want to share with you, all of me. '

The effect of this incense is written on the back, which can help sleep.It was probably the first time to give someone a gift, and the method was very unfamiliar, and he didn't even remove the receipt at the bottom. Ge Zijie picked it up to check the payment time.

Just an hour ago.

An Jing bought this on the way back.

It's hard to imagine that An Jing bought such a gift with the desire to share it with herself at the first time, and after writing it with her own hand, she was spoiled by her wild and malicious guesses.

Absolutely, it must be very sad, that's why I showed such eyes.

It was the first time for Ge Zijie to feel so annoyed. If she could, she just wanted to go back ten minutes ago and beat up that irrational self.

The author has something to say: The director is afraid that Mo Yan will give Nai Jing better conditions and abduct people. Nai Jing wants to quickly repay the debt owed to the director so she can confess (triggering the seduction skill), woo woo woo, I After repairing it many times, it seems that it can only reach this level.I will kill this stinky thing that made Nai Jing cry for you. ps: No abuse, really no abuse!trust me!I am my mother!