Bab 3: Scared
After hanging up, Meng Qingge sat on the luggage for a while, her heels grinding painfully.
It was ironic that she had come back after five to six hours on a plane after carefully dressing up. As a result, all she saw was the scene of Ji Yao pressing his godsister down on the windowsill.
Meng Qingge had been sitting on her phone for less than three minutes when the door of Ji Family Villa was opened from the inside. Dazzling light shone through the gap of the door, making her unable to open her eyes for a moment.
The man's warm fingers brushed past her eyes and opened his mouth in a teasing manner, "What? I came down to pick you up, but it still moved your heart and made you cry? "
Meng Qingge was stunned for a moment before reacting.
The man standing in front of her was wearing a designer shirt and pants, and he was wearing a slut that proved how much this man valued his image outside the house. There was a pair of Swedish glasses on the tall nose of a European mixed blood. A teasing smile could be seen in his blue eyes. However, the sharpness hidden in them was not to be underestimated. He was quite handsome with his short hair.
Ji Wanzhou's appearance was different from Meng Qingge's imagination. In her impression, the Ji Family cultivators all had refined and refined looks, but he was a very direct, hormonal, abstinent man. Furthermore, his skin was far more outstanding than Ji Yao's.
His aura was very powerful. At least from Meng Qingge's point of view, she would feel pressured if she were to be looked down upon by him.
Saying that Ji Wanzhou was a beast in disguise was an insult to this term. He was like a lone wolf ambushing his prey in the jungle. He was ferocious to the bone but was also constantly suppressing his beastly nature.
"Up?" Ji Wanzhou was a man. He looked Meng Qingge up and down, and his gaze finally stopped at her chest. He let out a mocking whistle. "Nice figure. Very pretty."
Meng Qingge knew that he was praising her breasts. In order to make Ji Yao happy, she had picked out two hours' worth of clothes in the hotel before coming back. Finally, she picked out a burgundy dress and put on a milky white sweater.
She liked red not only because the color made her skin pale, but also because it was visually stimulating.
"Thank you." Meng Qingge did not stand on ceremony. She was already at this stage. If she continued being shy, she would appear to be acting.
The Ji Family Villa was as empty as a ghost house. Other than Ji Wanzhou and her, there was no one else.
"The old fogey is taking his mistress away. He'll be back in the morning at the earliest." Ji Wanzhou opened his mouth without waiting for Meng Qingge to ask. He slowly undid the silver buttons on his collar, "Miss Meng, we don't have much time. It's better to do it quickly."
"Here?" Meng Qingge looked at the living room in surprise. The people from Ji Family wouldn't have this habit of seeking excitement, right?
In the next second, Meng Qingge was scooped into his embrace, hot air spraying from his nose onto her neck, long white fingertips reaching into her neck, his voice hoarse yet filled with lust. "Scared?"
"What are you afraid of?" Meng Qingge bit her lips as she panted heavily.
"What do you think?" The next second, Ji Wanzhou's kiss fell. He licked her red lips teasingly, "The lipstick tastes pretty good, but I was the one who tasted it."
In the end, Meng Qingge was easily suppressed by him. He pressed her down on the sofa in the living room. His skirt was pulled up to his waist, and his hands undid the buttons on his shirt. His actions were reckless and daring.
Meng Qingge could not resist his attack. She suppressed the moans that came out of her throat with all her might and asked vaguely, "Can we move somewhere else? Don't. "Not here..."
Ji Wanzhou laughed, "Where? Bathroom or floor? Or go to the balcony to try the taste of a field battle? "
Meng Qingge was angry and angry at the same time. She couldn't help but pinch his arm. He had a good figure and was very strong. He didn't look like Ji Yao's thin body, but a muscle that was developed over a long period of time.
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