Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Ji Shaoheng lowered his overlapping legs and raised his feet to the stairs.

Fang Yaqing saw him going upstairs, with a slight anger in his eyes: "What are you doing?"

Ji Shaoheng stepped on the steps: "Since you dare not take it, I have to do it myself."

Fang Yaqing put down the scissors and walked forward quickly, bypassing him in front of him: "You have no right to move things here."

Ji Shaoheng thought it was funny, and the corners of his lips became more evil: "My brother and I have always been indistinguishable from each other. Why can't I wear his clothes?"

Fang Yaqing's complexion: "Without his permission, nobody here can move, including you!"

"Joke." Ji Shaoheng's hand waved her aside and strode up the stairs.

Fang Yaqing followed and came to the main bedroom to stop him again. She blocked the doorknob and Ji Shaoheng could not open the door.

Ji Shaoheng's black eyes were shallow, and a storm was brewing, thinking that her daughter was still downstairs, and if there was a fire, the downstairs would certainly hear the movement.

The flames that he had grown up gradually went out again.

He looked at the woman's delicate eyebrows and suddenly came to play with her interest.

He leaned over and approached her slightly. Fang Yaqing saw his face getting closer and closer, his entire back against the door.

She turned her head away from her and subconsciously pinched her palm: "What are you going to do?"

Ji Shaoheng raised his hand and slid down her smooth and bright face, and said ambiguously: "Since you left, I have been guarding you like a jade. I have not touched a woman for so many years. I don’t know if my body is still It’s not normal. It is said that a woman is thirty like a tiger, why don’t we come once?”

Fang Yaqing opened his hand, and there was a trace of disgust in his eyes: "Disgusting! You are far away from me."

Ji Shaoheng drew closer, her perfume smelled on his nose, was it still the same as before, did she not feel tired all these years?

"You haven't gotten married yet. You should have no other men in these years? Women and men have physiological needs. Otherwise, I will let you sleep for free today. If you don't have one, you have twice. If you don't have two, you have three. , Promise to let you sleep until you are satisfied, how?"

Fang Yaqing's beautiful eyes were full of anger: "Ji Shaoheng, you are shameless!"

She raised a hand and was about to hit Ji Jinchuan's handsome face, but was caught by Ji Shaoheng.

Ji Shaoheng's Dan Feng narrowed his eyes, with a dangerous dark man's eyes: "No one dared to hit me. I haven't seen you in a few years. Your courage is much bigger."

During the talk, his hand went around Fang Yaqing, and then twisted gently, the door opened.

Due to his approach, Fang Yaqing was all close to the door. He suddenly opened the door, Fang Yaqing leaned back, and the whole person fell backwards.

Ji Shaoheng's hand opened the door and grabbed her waist. She slammed into his arms.

He didn't wear a shirt, and Fang Yaqing's hand was resting on his chest.

Ji Shaoheng glanced at her hand. In the past few years, there has been no life of respect and superiority. Her hands are no longer as delicate and delicate as before.

There was a small mouth on the back of her hand. It looked like some time. The wound was healed, but there was a white mark.

Ji Shaoheng loosened her hand around her waist and said with a smile: "So much to put it down, it seems that after so many years, you are still very satisfied with my figure."

Fang Yaqing froze for a moment, then reacted, and quickly took his hand away and took two steps back.