Jiaochen

He didn’t want to bring her downstairs at all.

Even though the people downstairs are their good friends.

Ji Qingying looked up at him, knowing what he meant.

She pursed her lower lip, her eyes fluttered and she said, “I don't want to go downstairs… I wonder if it’ll let Chi Lu down, and I’m also curious about the others.”

“Huh?”

Fu Yanzhi bent over to approach, “Curious about the others?”

Ji Qingying laughed, and poked him on the cheek, “Why are you even jealous of this?”

Fu Yanzhi tilted his head, he put her fingers in his mouth, bit it, and said in a low voice, “I'm not jealous.”

Ji Qingying didn’t believe it.

When they were in a stalemate, the phones they put on the table were vibrating.

Ji Qingying pushed his shoulder and said in a low voice, “Go take a look.”

Fu Yanzhi looked at his phone.

It's a message from Ye Zhenzhen in the group chat.

Ye Zhenzhen: [??? Why is there no one in the lobby? Is the party tonight canceled?]

The two of them looked at each other.

Before Fu Yanzhi could reply, Chen Lunan chatted first.

Chen Lunan: [We decided not to go anymore.”

Ye Zhenzhen: [?]

Bo Yu: [Chi Lu is drunk, we plan to rest.]

Ye Zhenzhen: [???]

Then who was the one that dragged her sister-in-law to change her dress!

Cheng Zhan: [My girlfriend is not well, she said that her feet hurt, so she doesn't want to go.]

……

Ye Zhenzhen looked confused, and silently @Fu Yanzhi and Ji Qingying: [Then can I go and make a mess in your bridal room?]

Fu Yanzhi didn't even think about it, and replied: [Try it?]

In this sentence, Ye Zhenzhen could feel the threat.

Jiang Chen: [We won't go either, we'll mess the bridal room for next time! There is always a chance.]

Ye Zhen Zhen felt lonely when she saw the messages sent by those few people.

So, does she have to go back to sleep in despair?!

Why don't these people speak honestly at all!

Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help accusing them in the group chat.

But this time, no one responded to her anymore.

Fu Yanzhi muted their mobile phones and looked sideways at Ji Qingying while saying, “We don’t have to go anymore.”

Ji Qingying already saw their chats.

“How can you threaten Zhenzhen?”

Fu Yanzhi reached out, squeezed her face and said, “You want her to watch our performance?”

Ji Qingying, “……?”

No.

Before she could say a word, Fu Yanzhi suddenly reached out and picked her up to the big table on the side.

In their room, there is a very long table, and there is a mirror on the wall that is as long as the table, or even wider.

He lowered his head and carefully looked at her current appearance.

Because she was sitting, the cheongsam was pulled up a lot, Fu Yanzhi's hand covered her legs, and then went up along the edge of the slit.

“The door…”

With a low voice, he said, “It's locked.”

Fu Yanzhi lowered his head, clasped the back of her head with one hand and kissed her, while the other hand slipped in from one side and circled around at a sensitive point of her body.

Ji Qingying gasped, her cheongsam was lifted to the highest point, she was holding him tightly, enduring his excruciating kiss.

She tightly clutched her favorite white coat.

Under the warm yellow light.

The button on the collarbone was undone, revealing a beautiful scenery.

The dark-colored clothes and the white coat are intertwined together, like dazzling scenery.

Ji Qingying was forcibly occupied by her man, she couldn't refuse, and she didn't want to refuse.

She felt an unspeakable torment.

But it was also joyful, the kind of joy that couldn't be described. She smelled the alcohol on him and then she was carried into the bathroom by him.

There seemed to be a strong wind outside the window, intertwined with the sound of water in the bathroom.

It made Ji Qingying feel that the quiet night had become lively, and it even covered all the sounds in the room.

Those unspeakable voices can only be heard clearly by the two of them.

Ji Qingying felt everything about her man. His kisses, and his love.

The corners of her eyes were red, and she almost couldn't bear it anymore.

Her fingers drew red marks on his back, she held his shoulders, hung on him, and was closely connected with him.

……

Hazily, Fu Yanzhi seemed to hold her ear, and said a sentence with a low voice, “I love you.”

Her eyebrows moved slightly, then she held her man tighter.

He leaned close to her ear, gave love to her and told her, “I love you so much.”

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