Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

Chapter 1698: Did you request this room

He fell into a strong arm, a familiar smell came from the tip of his nose, and his deep eyes on the last season's Zi Ming, his whole body exuded a reassuring breath, and Pei Ge's dangling heart slowly followed. Slowly put it down, the corners of his lips were raised, and a soft arc appeared in Ji Ziming's eyes.

"Zi Ming, I ... woo ..."

Before Pegg had said what he wanted to say, Ji Ziming leaned over and closed his lips. The two stood at the same place, his tight lips were close, his breath, his movements, both So familiar and safe, wandering around her lips and heart.

It seems that she is going to eat and dry all of them.

After a long kiss, Ji Ziming let go of Pei Ge, his voice was cold, but there was a rare depression hidden, "Ge Ge, let's go upstairs."

"it is good."

Two red blushes appeared on Pei Qingli's small face. I don't know if it was alcohol or shyness, but what she set off at this moment is still perfect. As long as he is, she is willing to follow him everywhere.

"I hold you up."

Ji Ziming bent over and hugged Princess Pei into his arms. There was a little gap, that is, when he bent down, he left his trace and breath on Pei's lips.

In this life, this woman must be the only woman beside her.

As long as she is alone, enough.

"Zi Ming, you let me go down quickly, if someone sees you badly, you put me down."

Peggy looked nervously around the house because all the bodyguards in the room had retreated to the door guard just after the meal time. They would not come in at this time, but because the two were doing some intimate things, Pei Ge was still a little shy.

"What are you afraid of, I'm here, don't worry, they won't come in."

Ji Ziming's voice was cold, and there was a hint of heavy smile. He was very satisfied with the attitude and practice of the little man in his arms. This was almost the same as what she knew. Except for the spiciness of her body, he preferred her Now such a "little bird according to people".

"No, Zi Ming, you let me down, I will go upstairs myself."

Peig refused to lie down in Ji Ziming's arms, but insisted that he stand up and go upstairs by himself, but Ji Ziming was held by him. He had no chance to turn over.

"You listen to me and lie in my arms. No one will see it. If someone sees it, I will dig his eyes."

Ji Ziming's voice is very determined, no one can resist his determination to hold Peige upstairs now, even Peg can't.

"Zi Ming, you ..."

Pei Ge was anxious. He looked at Ji Ziming's expression even more, knowing that he couldn't stop him, so he chose to shut up and stop talking, but the tension in his eyes was still looking around, fearing that one might come out to scare her. The jumping bodyguard came out.

Or Charlie Butler.

Thinking of Charlie Butler, Peige could sweat a little sweat on her forehead. She could finally feel the embarrassment and helplessness of Ms. Ji and Qu Xiujie together, but she was now in a state of isolation and helplessness. I might say that I want to tell Charlie the steward about my truce.

Perhaps in the eyes of this foreigner, he simply understood what it meant to mean a truce in Pegg ’s mouth.

"That's good."

Ji Ziming was very satisfied with Pei Ge's expression, watching her want to refuse, but realizing that she had no choice at all, and the arc of her lips was deeper.

Ji Ziming knew in his heart that all of Pei ’s worries were superfluous. Without his instructions or without emergencies, the bodyguards who stood at the door would not rush into the room at all. They knew that they violated Ji Ziming. The order, and what kind of consequences they have to bear in the end, they also know how much courage to live in the capital if they are expelled by Ji Ziming.

"you……"

Peig wanted to say something, but then thought about it, if he said something, he would be stimulated to Ji Ziming. Then would n’t he, who had entered the room, bear ten times or even twenty times the pain, if it were In this way, she would rather say nothing.

Only in this way can we guarantee our own safety.

Ji Ziming walked into the room holding Pei Ge. The classical decoration style is very classical and has a beautiful ancient rhythm.

The red gauze swayed in the air little by little with the evening breeze, the room was full of the romantic atmosphere of the cherry blossoms in the early spring, and even the slippers placed on the shoe rack were two couples, pink The rabbit ears and brown bears seem to be the simplest and most romantic couple models.

"Gege, is this the room you requested?"

Ji Ziming raised his eyes, all of which were decorated in a warm style. Even the murals he saw had the most gentle and lingering style.

Pei then turned her head to look around. She couldn't remember requesting to decorate such a room full of ambiguity. Just when she was about to shake her head, Ji Ziming reported it on the bed, and the whole person was deceived. Come up.

The familiar breath suddenly all came close, all gathered at the tip of his nose, Peggy's brain was dim for a moment, but it changed quickly again.

"I didn't renovate this room."

Pei said his answer, but in Ji Ziming's eyes, this answer is no longer important.

"It doesn't matter who asks for decoration, it's just that we are here now."

Ji Ziming blocked Peig's lips, not far from his side, it was the swaying gesture of floor-to-ceiling curtains. It was the most ambiguous time for two people to sleep in bed.

The tip of the nose slides gently, from the forehead to the abyss of the collarbone, from the white cheek to the Peugeot arm.

"Gege, let's not go back here tonight, okay?"

Ji Ziming's throat knot rolled, only to gently tell in Pegg's ear, with a warm itch, and the most extreme lingering.

"Ok."

Pei Pei nodded, the blush on his face rose, and he still likes Ji Ziming like this most. No matter how long he looks, he will not get tired.

"Okay, let's rest now."

With Pei's nodded consent, Ji Ziming's long arm stretched out and turned off all the switches on the bedside table. All the lights in the room were dimmed, and the room fell into a long and ambiguous lingering.

"You pressed my hair."

Ji Ziming, who had just laid down next to Peige, just suppressed Peige's thin strands of hair. He had to sit up and grab a round head rope from the table, grasp Peige's hair and gently surround Two laps.