Chapter 179 Lying is not good

  Lin Jiao looked at the ceiling at a loss, with a face as red as a freshly cooked tomato.

   She fiddled with the sheets, and her thoughts turned into **** of wool, wrapping around her heart until her heart beat faster and faster.

   Suddenly, the warm palm covered the back of her hand, like a tuft of fire brushing through her skin, hot and itchy.

   Pei Zhi scratched her skin lightly, the thin calluses on her fingertips were like thorns, stabbing her arms numbly.

   He leaned down: "Are you hungry?"

   responded with a 'goo' sound.

  Lin Jiao's neck turned red now.

   She glanced at him secretly, and was so ashamed that she wished to dig a hole in the ground: "You..."

  The thin lips were attached to her forehead in the next second.

   Pei Zhi gave her a kiss like a dragonfly, lifted her tense body, and squatted down to put on her shoes.

   His movements are natural and skilled, as if their relationship has not changed, and they are still a couple in love.

  Lin Jiao was taken out of the emergency room by him, like a robot without thinking ability, following him mechanically and rigidly.

   Her walking posture on hands and feet made Pei Zhi want to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, but she was not as nervous as she was at the beginning.

   He opened the co-pilot's door, saw her still standing still, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Jiaojiao, do you want me to hug her?"

  Lin Jiao was startled: "No." She sat in the co-pilot angrily, her cheeks burning like a fever.

"What to eat?"

   "I want to go home." She was so confused that she couldn't think with him at all.

   "Go back after eating." Pei Zhi habitually fastened her seat belt and gave her a kiss: "Be good."

  His gentleness is the worst.

  Lin Jiao went to the restaurant with him in a daze, and sat on the chair without saying a word, waiting for him to order.

  The sun was shining, and a few rays of light fell on the trees outside the window, throwing the branches on her side face.

   She sat there quietly, falling into Pei Zhi's eyes like a picture scroll. Rao is that the background is simple, as long as she is there, his eyes will be attracted.

  The waiter brought the food to the table and said to them, "The food is ready" before he looked back.

   "Don't think about it." Pei Zhi held up his chopsticks and put a piece of perch into her bowl: "Eat well."

   He could understand her complicated feelings, and he never thought of asking her to give the response he wanted immediately.

  The guarantee is written anyway, so she can't run away.

  Lin Jiao filled his stomach in silence.

   She wiped her lips, raised her eyes to peek at him, and hurriedly lowered her head after being caught.

After repeating    several times, the hooked Pei Zhi wanted to kiss her more.

   Getting into the car again, he took a deep breath before suppressing the urge to get closer: "Which home do you want to go back to?"

   "Post letter."

   "Then I'll pick you up tomorrow?"

   His meaning is obvious.

  Lin Jiao rubbed the seat belt: "Little..." When the words came to her lips, she suddenly felt that the name 'Uncle' was very strange.

   She pursed her lips: "Pei Zhi, I want to think about it."

   "How long do you think?"

   "One week."

   Pei Zhi was not satisfied with the time she blurted out, and for the first time did not give in: "Jiaojiao, I can't wait that long."

   If he didn't have those two months, he might still be able to restrain himself from time to time and wait all the time. But now, he simply can't do it.

   "Not long after a week." Lin Jiao glanced at him from the corner of his eye, when a shadow shrouded him.

   Before she could react, a warm touch hit her lips, causing the two breaths to entangle.

   Her eyes were blurred by the kiss, and she heard the hoarse voice: "Is three days enough?"

  “…”

   "Beautiful, answer me."

   "Enough." Lin Jiao, who had obviously fallen into the trap, responded without thinking.

   She tilted her head and breathed calmly, her heartbeat beating like a drum until the downstairs of the unit.

   "Tell me when you get home." Pei Zhi covered her lips again, but not as fierce as before.

   He stepped back and left, the laughter overflowing from his throat was **** and pleasant: "Today's good night kiss to you."

  Lin Jiao left with a red face.

  It was Saturday, and the eight or nine children gathered in the garden to play hide-and-seek. Their play was intertwined with the crackling of the old man's unicorn whip, and they slipped in clearly from a window on the eighth floor.

   Laughter and laughter downstairs, groaning upstairs.

   Lin Jiao, who was paralyzed on the lazy sofa, took two sips of red wine from the wine cabinet, and followed the source of the sun to look out.

   She narrowed her eyes, her long eyelashes dotted with a layer of golden light, and the golden light followed the frequency of her eyelashes trembling, casting a charming shadow on her lower eyelid, but it couldn't hide the daze in her eyes.

  From mistakenly treating Pei Zhi as her husband, then playing tricks to go home with him, being taken care of by him and being intimate with him, like a movie playing in my mind, every frame is full of warmth and sweetness.

  Lin Jiao, who fell into memory at first, did not realize that the corners of her mouth rose, but when she thought of her wearing a nightdress to seduce him, clamoring to touch her abdominal muscles, and helping him again, she couldn't smile anymore.

   "Beautiful, don't be nervous."

   "Hey... do you want to kill me?"

   Those bottomless eyes, as well as the phrase 'you are good' when he groaned, entangled Lin Jiao like a spell.

   She covered her flushed cheeks, her legs resting on the other sofa, fluttering like a fish that strayed into a deep pool.

   I don't know if it was her hallucination, but she seemed to smell the special heather fragrance that morning.

  Lin Jiao is going crazy.

   She drank the red wine from the goblet in one gulp, lay down on her back clutching the blanket, and took a few deep breaths to restore her heartbeat to normal.

   "Om—"

   The phone on the round table vibrated.

  PL: [姣姣, you should cut your nails. ]

  PL: [Image. ]

   He sent a selfie, the camera was aimed at the scratches on the abdominal muscles, which were left unintentionally when she touched the abdominal muscles last night.

  Lin Jiao took the far phone and looked at it again, then moved closer unknowingly, staring at the few drops of water stained on his chest without blinking.

   He should have just taken a shower, using the body wash she bought some time ago, that smell…

  Wait, what is she thinking?

  [Don't send it to me! ] She was annoyed and ashamed, her fingertips poking at the screen became a lot harder.

  [Don't you like it very much? ]

[do not like! ]

  [It’s not good to lie. Slap ass.jpg]

  The emoji of slapping the **** can bring back many memories. Lin Jiao patted her hot cheek and did not intend to chat with him any more.

   She threw the phone back to the round table, drank two glasses of red wine one after another, and then fell into a deep sleep with the strength of the wine to relax herself.

   It was nearly seven o'clock, and night fell quietly.

   A gust of cold wind and the doorbell broke the dream, and only the sound of footsteps rang from the window to the entrance, and stopped by the coffee table.

  The light sound of opening the takeaway bag is all around, even through the plastic box, you can smell the mouth-watering fragrance.

   Favorite food came into view, Lin Jiao knew who ordered this dinner without guessing.

   She finished her meal slowly, looked at the TV that was not turned on, and sat on the carpet, not even knowing where her wandering thoughts were going and when she would return.

   (end of this chapter)