You chased me back

Chapter 39 Chapter 37

Xiang Huailin stopped struggling and let Zhang Jian's kiss slide from the ear to the side of the face.When Zhang Jian broke his chin and kissed his lips, he said coldly:

"I'm sleepy."

The lips of the two are only one centimeter apart, and they even touch lightly when they speak.Zhang Jian paused, her lowered eyes were like an abyss.In the end, he let go of Xiang Huailin.Raising his head, his voice was soft like an elf in the dark night:

"Okay, let's go home then."

For some reason, Xiang Huailin felt shuddering.

He opened Zhang Jian's car door and got in.Zhang Jian also got into the car and drove away. Xiang Huailin noticed that his slender hands holding the steering wheel were faintly bursting with veins.

Xiang Huailin didn't say anything, turned his face away, leaned against the car window and closed his eyes to rest.Zhang Jian is angry, and judging by the extent, it is not impossible to kill him tonight.

After some time, the car stopped.Xiang Huailin opened his eyes, and saw the underground parking lot of the new house without any surprise.

Zhang Jian unfastened her seat belt and opened the car door, but Xiang Huailin had no intention of getting out of the car at all.He lazily nestled in the passenger seat, looking ahead expressionlessly:

"When did I say I was coming here?"

Zhang Jian took a deep look at him, opened the door and got out of the car, walked around to the side of the passenger driver, opened the door facing Huailin and pulled him out involuntarily.Xiang Huailin's wrist was painfully pinched by him, and before he could get angry, Zhang Jian pressed him against the car body vigorously.

Zhang Jian pressed his wrists on both sides, slowly bent down, and exhaled softly in his ear:

"Go upstairs and I'll let you know why you're here."

Xiang Huailin's pupils shrank suddenly, and the next second he was carried by Zhang Jian on his shoulders.Zhang Jian ignored Xiang Huailin's series of struggles and strode towards the elevator, went upstairs, took out the key with one hand to open the door, entered the room, and threw the person into the Simmons mattress that someone personally picked but had no chance to use .

No matter how soft the mattress was, Xiang Huailin was thrown into a daze. The room was very dark, so when Zhang Jian suddenly turned on the bedside lamp, Xiang Huailin couldn't help raising his hand to cover his eyes.But Zhang Jian pulled down his arm that was covering his eyes, and what Xiang Huailin held up in front of him was a photo full of corruption.

The photo should be a box of a certain nightclub. In the feasting scene, a coquettish woman in a high-fork skirt is sitting on a man's lap and kissing the man's lips.Xiang Huailin squinted for a long time before he recognized that the male protagonist in the photo was himself.It should be when I went out to drink with Qin Yang and the others a few days ago, women are always indispensable in that kind of place.But he didn't remember much, he was so drunk that he passed out every time.

"Which store's wine companion has a slender waist and long legs, the MB work in that store is very smooth, Mr. Xiang really knows."

Zhang Jian straddled him, threw the photo on the ground after he saw it clearly, and took out another one.This time, Xiang Huailin held a cigarette in one hand, and put his arm around a beautiful boy's waist, and was drinking the wine in the boy's hand with his head slightly lowered, as corrupt as he could be.

Zhang Jian showed him several photos one after another, except for the change of people around him, the contents were similar.He threw the photo on the ground with a gentle and cold voice:

"It's only been a few days? How many people have changed around Mr. Xiang? Blame me, last time I was too soft-hearted and didn't take good care of you." Zhang Jian stretched out his hand to peel off Xiang Huailin's shirt while talking.

With his upper body exposed to the air, Xiang Huailin shrank slightly, and said coldly:

"You follow me?"

"These are not important." Zhang Jian tied Xiang Huailin's hands with his shirt and pressed them on top of his head, then leaned over and kissed him fiercely, taking the wet*slippery lower lip in his mouth and sucking* gently.Then kiss the side of his face, again and again.

Xiang Huailin didn't resist, just chuckled:

"After tossing for a long time, you just want to sleep with me."

The person lying on him really stopped, Zhang Jian's obviously unstable breath sprayed on his neck, and the arms holding his hands trembled violently.Zhang Jian smiled, leaned over Xiang Huailin's neck and sucked the smooth skin there, leaving a deep red mark.

"Xiang Huailin, it's useless for you to cry this time."

Zhang Jian really did what he said, turning back and forth, Xiang Huailin thought for a few times that he would die on the bed during the long night.

"Take it easy... no... ah... Zhang Jian!!"

Xiang Huailin would always call out Zhang Jian's name when it reached zero, unconsciously and irrationally.Tears had already slid all over his face, maybe it was stimulated.

He yelled to stop, but everything was in Zhang Jian's hands.When he was almost collapsed by desire, he would habitually reach out to ring Zhang Jian's neck, and then kiss his lips.

The strange thing is that Zhang Jian didn't seem to let Xiang Huailin see his face tonight.Either press Xiang Huailin's face down, or cover Xiang Huailin's eyes with his hands.

When Xiang Huailin circled Zhang Jian's neck with his bound hands to ask for a kiss, he felt drops of water slipping from Zhang Jian's face to his own. What could it be?

He didn't know which came first, whether he fainted or Zhang Jian stopped.Xiang Huailin woke up in Zhang Jian's arms at noon, and the pain in his body was indescribable.But Zhang Jian was still asleep, trapping herself in her arms with hands and feet, with the tip of her nose sticking to the side of her face.This was the first time that Zhang Jian didn't have time to help herself take a bath and clean up, and she didn't get up to make breakfast before herself.That's not nonsense, anyone who has such an unrestrained meal will have to stop.

It turned out that it was so uncomfortable not to take a shower after finishing work, Xiang Huailin's eyes were so dry, but he still gently pulled Zhang Jian to hug his arm, wanting to go to the bathroom to clean up.But Zhang Jian spoke as soon as he moved,

"For a while, just lie down for a while...I'll take you to take a bath right away..."

As he spoke, he hugged him tightly again, and habitually kissed the exposed shoulder.

Sure enough, Zhang Jian only troubled him for a while, and then immediately carried him into the bathroom.

Xiang Huailin sat in the bathtub full of water, and then opened Zhang Jian's hand stretched under him, "I'll do it myself."

Zhang Jian's eyes hadn't been fully opened yet, with a look of sleepiness on his face, he pressed Xiang Huailin's dishonest hand impatiently,

"Don't make trouble, is it enough for you..."

When Zhang Jian stuck a finger in, Xiang Huailin couldn't hold back a muffled snort, and then turned his face away in shame.But Zhang Jian was still messing with it seriously, and she seemed to be a little more awake, frowning and muttering

"Fuck...it seems to be swollen again..."

Xiang Huailin just wanted to kick up, "Isn't it all your fault?!"

"..."

Zhang Jian pursed her lips and cleaned up silently without saying a word.

It was like this every time, in the short time after the happy sex, the atmosphere between them was as natural and harmonious as before.But he knows that this is a habit.

"Zhang Jian, there is only one bed left between us."

Zhang Jian was silent, then spoke slowly

"Then go up and down until you are willing to come back, or I can't touch you."

The author has something to say:

This is a late update, please take it easy.Thank you for waiting for me.I don't know if I can pass the audit...