Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

On the first floor, Fang Yaqing entered the guest room. He smothered the smoke in his hand, threw it into the trash, and then entered.

Standing in the doorway of the guest room, he saw the woman making the bed with ease, his body leaning against the door frame.

The light spilled from the top of the head, giving Fang Yaqing's sober face a haze, as if with a faint mist.

Her facial features are very beautiful, because her eyebrows are very delicate, so even if she is plain, she is also very bright.

As she stooped and leaned over, her collar was wide open, and she could see the snow-white semicircle and the full gully.

The dry heat surged again, and Ji Shaoheng felt that he was very abnormal today, and wanted to drink water dryly.

He went to the living room and took a cup of grunt into his throat, pressing down the strange feeling in his body.

It must be that I haven't touched a woman for a long time, otherwise how would I feel when I saw Fang Yaqing?

He drank another half a glass of water and came to the door of the guest room. Fang Yaqing was finished, and she took out a quilt from the cabinet and put it on the bed.

"There is nothing to stop going upstairs."

Ji Shaoheng raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

Hearing his arrogant attitude, Fang Yaqing felt angry: "You are staying here, this is not your home!"

Ji Shaoheng originally wanted to say "Who said this is not my home", when he had reached his throat, he stopped it in time and then swallowed his stomach.

He nodded reluctantly: "Okay."

Fang Yaqing was about to leave. After walking to the door, he leaned on the door frame and didn't move. Fang Yaqing said coldly: "Keep away."

Ji Shaoheng's evil smile: "Red?"

Fang Yaqing froze for a moment, not understanding what he said.

Ji Shaoheng glanced at her chest: "Would you like to come to my room like this and want to relive the old dream with me?"

Fang Yaqing bowed his head, the clothes on his chest were wet and attached to his body, and the outline was very clear.

Not only that, one of the buttons didn't know when it had been opened, and there was no view of the chest.

Her face was suddenly hot, and she buckled up quickly, embarrassed to look up at the expression on the man's face.

"The bed is ready, I'm going back to the room." Her tone was relatively calm, but the blush on her face was betraying her calm.

Ji Shaoheng remained still: "Aren't you going to hook-lead me? I'm here to let you hook-lead."

His words made Fang Yaqing more embarrassed. Fang Yaqing stared at him: "Don't be so narcissistic, who wants to seduce you!"

"If you really want a man, just tell me, anyway, we slept so many times, and it's okay one more time." Ji Shaoheng raised his right hand and stroked his thumb over the darker lips. "And we are also familiar and will cooperate very well Tacit understanding, do you say yes?"

Fang Yaqing was embarrassed and annoyed, his hands hanging on his side clenched into fists: "Ji Shaoheng, you are shameless!"

Ji Shaoheng pointedly pointed out: "What about my shamelessness, didn't you enjoy it too?"

"You—" Fang Yaqing was pale with his angry face, and his fingers clenched into fists whitened inch by inch.

Ji Shaoheng grinned: "Is angry?"

With his words, Fang Yaqing thought about how he tortured her in bed in those years. The scene emerged clearly in her mind, and she was trembling all over.

"Step aside!"

Seeing the expression on her face changed, Ji Shaoheng felt more and more interesting, so she continued to tease her.

"The fire is so big, do you need me to help you lower the fire?"