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Chapter 32 Damn, who is this torturing?

With a "click", the door opened from outside.

Ji Yicheng had already taken a shower in the bathroom. She put his bathrobe away, so she wrapped her lower body with a bath towel, and blew it to a point of dryness. She walked out of the dim light and shadow, feeling very sexy.

...

I walked to the bed and looked at the woman who was already asleep on the bed. She was wrapped in a silk quilt and curled up sideways, revealing only a small head, and a long strand of her mouth, which looked funny and cute.

Ji Yicheng pursed his thin lips slightly, and a wicked smile passed by, then lifted the quilt and went to bed to lie down.

He stretched out his arms and directly pulled the delicate and petite body into his arms domineeringly, holding her with long hands and feet.

A moan came from his arms, as if he had locked her too tightly and felt a little uncomfortable. Her voice was soft and glutinous, not as sharp as he had negotiated with him before, as if he had dumplings with candied dates, and his heart was about to melt.

Ji Yicheng couldn't help but tighten his Adam's apple, and looked down at the woman in his arms. The narrow peach blossom eyes were full of charming colors. Damn girl, the first time she slept at another man's house, she could still sleep so well!

Damn! Who tortures whom!

Suddenly, the long arms tightened again, and the woman's white and tender face suddenly turned red, and she was being held back.

...

The next morning, Jing Qingge woke up. Before he opened his eyes, he felt his eyes itchy and there was still a hot breath on his cheeks.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a demonic face in front of her that had been enlarged more than twice. The tip of his nose was pressing against the tip of her nose, and long eyelashes slid across her eyes.

Jing Qingge was so scared that she jumped out of bed, and stared at him with an expression of infinite horror as if he was a ghost.

After she sat up, she felt sore all over her body and her legs were numb. Naturally, she wouldn't know that the man in front of her pinched her in her arms like a chicken. In such a uncomfortable sleeping position, it was already a miracle that she had not had a stiff sleeping pillow this morning.

"Hiss..." Jing Qingge bared his teeth, and he had already woken up. Only then did he remember what happened to him last night.

In fact, when he went to bed, she was conscious. It was just the second time she shared a bed with this man and had a blind date with her skin. She was nervous and scared, worried that he would do further things to her. At this time, the best way was to continue pretending to be asleep and ignore him. Sure enough, the two of them fell asleep together after a while.

However, she didn't sleep well that night and had nightmares all night.

She dreamed that she was drowning and couldn't breathe, no one came to save her, she was about to die, and there were other messy dreams. Looking at her two round dark circles, you can tell how bad the quality of her sleep was.

However, a certain man slept very well.

...

Jing Qingge subconsciously tightened the collar of her nightgown. When she got up just now, she found that the tight belt she tied last night had loosened, and two small pink flowers had already bloomed on her cheeks.

The man in front of him was lying on the bed, piling on the back of his head with one hand, the silk quilt had slid down to his abdomen, the naked ** exposed his upper body, the clavicle was clear, the ivory chest was very charming, and there was a trace of evil smirk on his overly delicate face, as if he was deliberately showing it to her.
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