When Ye Jiaqi stepped on the carpet, he couldn't control his heartbeat and his spreading emotions.

My heart almost jumped out of my throat.

In the darkness, she could not see anyone coming, but in the strong smell of alcohol, she vaguely argued the familiar fragrance of Shenmu.

She was so familiar with the breath on him, so familiar to the extreme, and had been familiar with him for sixteen years.

It is precisely because of this familiarity that Ye Jiaqi trembled his fingers and his long eyelashes trembled violently in the darkness.

His palms were a little rough and gently stroked her cheeks.

This kiss never stopped.

She couldn't get out of her without letting go.

Qiao Sinian is tall, and Ye Jiaqi has never been his opponent.

Ye Jiaqi was a little suffocated by the kiss, raised his head in discomfort, and his fingers kept moving.

The entrance was too dark, she couldn't see his expression, she didn't even know why he came...

Why did he come?

His breathing and breathing told her that he was Josnian.

Ye Jiaqi's eyelashes trembled, his eyelids were jumping non-stop, and his legs were slightly weak.

Qiao Sinian held her waist and then let go of her lips and loosened her hands.

He didn't have the next move, he just supported the wall and wrapped her in his arms.

Ye Jiaqi raised his right hand and slapped him with a slap.

Qiao Sinian didn't hide.

With a "bang", Ye Jiaqi threw it with great force, as if he had tried his best.

He had a chance to avoid it because the apartment was so dark, but he didn't hide, never.

However, Ye Jiaqi didn't have the strength to slap the second time.

My fingers were trembling, my heart was pounding, and my body was pounding violently, and my body was flowing backwards, and my mind was still in a state of confusion.

Pain came from the palm of your hand, and ten fingers connected to the heart. This tingling feeling hits the heart.

The man in front of him did not have any other moves of transcendence, but just wrapped her in his arms.

He didn't let her turn on the lights, and she couldn't reach the switch.

In the darkness where she couldn't see her fingers, she breathed rapidly and her lips trembled.

She was hugged by Qiao Sinian, and she hit his chest with her fist and pushed him hard.

But the more she pushed him, the tighter he hugged him, and her struggles were useless in his eyes.

"Get out, get out!"

Ye Jiaqi roared out, with a choked crying voice in his voice.

His coat was cold and there was no heating in the room. When she touched his clothes, she would knock her hands stiffly.

Qiao Sinian didn't say anything, just hugged her, lowered her head to kiss her hair and eyebrows.

The delicate kiss is like spring rain, continuous, but it also has endless tenderness, like the pear blossoms falling from the lake in March, soft and long.

Ye Jiaqi grabbed his clothes and pounded his chest hard: "When you go out, why are you so shameless? Get out..."

Ye Jiaqi will not quarrel, especially with Qiao Sinian.

In the past, if you get angry or run away from home, you will most likely refuse to go downstairs to have dinner or see him.

But I never really quarreled in person.

She never likes to quarrel with others, and she has always suffered losses in this regard.

Although Qiao Sinian has a bad temper, he still has a basic gentlemanly demeanor and does not bother quarrel with girls like her.

As now, he still hasn't arguing with her.

"Why did you come to Chicago? I'm easy to bully, right? Who do you think of me? Qiao Sinian, are you still shameless?" Ye Jiaqi asked repeatedly, his voice trembling.
Chapter completed!