Married to the Protagonist: 55. Step 55
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This is an anti-theft seal. Please wait and refresh it later. Chen Jinyao screamed "Ah". The frightened little vixen simply lay down and buried herself in the quilt. She couldn't even scratch the ground with her hands. Grasping the corners of the quilt, she raised her head, her ears were red. Within Yan Cheng's line of sight, he could see her unconsciously rubbing the inside of her knees. Then she opened her red lips slightly and expelled him again: "Get out." Get out, get out."
"..." Yan Cheng lowered his eyes, covering up the darkness rising in them. It took him a long time to find his voice: "Oh."
The next moment, as he said, he turned around and left with difficulty.
The roots of his ears were also slightly hot, his heart was beating rapidly, and his dark eyes were filled with different emotions. He was so caught off guard that the ball game that was about to start in the living room no longer aroused his interest. . Chen Jinyao turned pink, looking half ashamed and half annoyed, but this was enough to kill him. Yan Cheng discovered that, like other men, he had a bad nature, a food, a sex, and a nature that made him not want to be like Liu Xiahui. The bad nature, or nature.
This is really going to kill him. Yan Cheng lazily narrowed his eyes and said "tsk".
He put Duni in the cat's nest, stopped for a moment, walked to the sofa, rummaged around and found the remote control. After hesitating for two seconds, he firmly turned off the TV.
Young Master Yan thought to himself that it would be no big deal to watch the replay tomorrow.
Chen Jinyao in the bedroom breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her thin white arms stretched out, touching back and forth to touch the bottle of body lotion. She still wanted to continue the interrupted skin care activities.
It’s so easy to get dry in winter. Once your skin becomes dry, you’ll feel uncomfortable all over.
But before that, she had better lock the door just in case.
Chen Jinyao reached for the bottle, put it within sight, and then squirmed and slowly tied the bathrobe belt. As soon as it was halfway tied, Chen Jinyao never expected that Yan Cheng would actually go and Fu Hui broke in again.
She didn't even have time to get up and lock the door.
"…………"
Chen Jinyao still maintained her prone position.
At this moment, the feeling of "I am the fish and meat and he is the knife" emerged in her heart for no reason, and she was pressed on the board like a lamb to be slaughtered.
She wanted to get up and change from passive to active, at least to open her defense system. She never thought that her knees were buckled to the belt of her newly tied bathrobe, and it fell apart again. All efforts were in vain in an instant.
Chen Jinyao’s eyes widened and she looked confused.
The next second, she desperately chose the only escape route she could take, lay down straight, rolled up the quilt, and covered up the sudden scenery.
In the bedroom, there was a bang, and the bright light suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a dimmer orange light, which also had a bit of inexplicable ambiguity.
The culprit, Yan Cheng, walked over slowly and lay down next to Chen Jinyao. He turned his face and stared at her with deep meaning in his dark eyes. After a long while, he laughed softly, a laugh that came from his chest. The sound was full of joy.
"Chen Jinyao." He called her by name and surname, the second half of the sentence that needed to be considered lingered between his teeth. After a few seconds, he said, "You are kind of cute."
"I don't think your compliments to me are sincere." Chen Jinyao moved to the side, increasing the distance between the two of them, with high vigilance.
As the saying goes, a weasel has no good intentions when it comes to wishing a rooster a New Year greeting. When a man picks up nice words to say to a woman in bed, he should pay special attention to the profit chain behind the sweet words.
Moreover, Chen Jinyao really has doubts about the word "cute".
Because of her extremely keen sixth sense! ! !
The man raised his eyebrows, thought for a while and then said: "Well, your two consecutive actions just now made me think that you are actually quite stupid."
"……………………" You may want to die.
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However.
Chen Jinyao didn't know how things suddenly developed to this point.
Anyway, she was like a Duni now, being rubbed on her back in a daze. At the same time, her brain gradually became empty, and she began to think vaguely: a man and a woman alone lying on the bed covered with quilts and just chatting. The feasibility of this is definitely open to question.
Also, you must be wary of sudden attentiveness from men in bed.
Because of her act of smearing her body just now, Yan Cheng took the initiative to do the job, saying that he could apply some body cream on her back. He knew that the area on her back was difficult for her to do by herself. The man spoke sincerely and was upright. And he also succeeded in convincing her with his eloquence that she didn't know was enough to participate in a debate.
"I won't take advantage of others." Yan Cheng cleared his throat and looked away, "If I really wanted to take advantage of others, I wouldn't wait until today."
Chen Jinyao looked at him suspiciously, with a wary face.
No matter how careful you are, you can't prevent his eloquent words behind him.
It's a pity that Yan Cheng didn't talk about cross talk. In the end, he actually made her get out of the bed stupidly, slowly untied her bathrobe, took it off to expose her whole back, and then she lay there obediently. Its tossing.
Under the orange light, Chen Jinyao blushed quietly.
The calloused fingers gently traced her back, and the delicate skin felt tingling at the slightest touch of roughness.
Slowly, Yan Cheng obviously did it on purpose.
Chen Jinyao frowned and said, "Just apply it twice."
Before she finished speaking, the man suddenly leaned over to cover her, bit her earlobe, chuckled softly, and his hot and moist breath brushed her ears, making Chen Jinyao tremble subconsciously. The ground hid to the side.
The next second, she was like a boiled shrimp, completely red and smoking.
"Yan Cheng, where are you putting your hands!!!" Chen Jinyao was furious.
The development of things seems to be beyond expectations, and it seems that it will develop this way.
Small kisses fell on the back of her neck. Yan Cheng said hoarsely, "I checked and found that there is actually a way to treat dysmenorrhea." After a pause, he asked semi-convincingly: " Do you want to try it?"
Hearing this, Chen Jinyao didn’t even think about it: “I don’t want it.”
"Hey." She pushed his arm, "You...be gentle."
Yan Cheng only felt that half his life was gone. He raised his eyebrows and pretended not to hear. He panted slightly, brushed her long hair away, lowered his head and kissed her red cheek. Her face was like a peach blossom, His eyes were full of water, and his heart trembled at the sight. He tightened his jaw, pursed his lips, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Wife, let's..." Let's do it.
The last two words were stuck in my throat because of the sudden ringing of the doorbell.
I have to admit that Yan Cheng had thousands of grass-mud horses galloping past in his heart at this moment. Not only did they trample on his beating heart, they also sang happily, seemingly mocking his fortune. Not good.
The man dominated by desire had an ugly expression on his face.
He buried his face in Chen Jinyao's neck in frustration and rubbed it. After a few seconds, he planned to classify it as "mishearing".
No matter who it is, just pretend that they are not at home.
Yan Cheng hopes that the people standing at his door will know how to retreat when faced with difficulties.
He kissed Chen Jinyao's earlobe.
I don’t want to let go, so I plan to continue.
Then the doorbell rang again.
The doorbell rings quickly and continuously.
Chen Jinyao gasped and struggled to push him, but failed: "The doorbell..."
"You heard it wrong." Yan Cheng said righteously with a straight face, "I didn't hear it."
"..." Chen Jinyao said with a "Please wake up" expression on her face, "Did you ask your good brother to come over and watch the football game together?"
"But having said that, the sound insulation effect of our house is a bit poor."
This is true. Yan Cheng agreed with a solemn face: "Indeed."
After a moment of silence, Chen Jinyao sighed: "Don't be too sure, just open the door."
"I'm not going. It's not convenient for me to see people right now." Yan Cheng half-knocked his eyes at her, stretched out his hand to interlock her fingers, and murmured: "It's not convenient for you either."
Probably they have been dawdling for too long.
I waited until the doorbell stopped ringing, and suddenly there was no movement outside.
Yan Cheng raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes.
I haven’t had time to be happy yet.
Then, the next second, Chen Jinyao's cell phone rang.
"..." Yan Cheng gritted his teeth and held Chen Jinyao's hand to prevent her from moving.
After a few seconds of stalemate, "Heh."
Aware of the man's emotional fluctuations and able to guess the reasons for them, Chen Jinyao bent her eyes to hide her gloating smile, pursed her lips, and patted him comfortingly: "The days ahead are long."
Hung up the phone.
Chen Jinyao comforted Yan Cheng again. She puffed up her cheeks, raised her head, and kissed his chin with a smile.
But it didn't work. Yan Cheng pulled his hair irritably.
Then, before Yan Cheng caught her Wen Wen, she irresponsibly climbed out of bed and rushed into the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, she found that she still looked like a child who had been ravaged, with a flushed face. Her eyes were full of water, and a slight twitch at the end of her beautiful eyes could tempt the furious Yan Cheng to ravage her again.
In fact, this is what Yan Cheng, who followed him slowly and swaying, thought.
Chen Jinyao scooped up two palms of cold water and slapped it on her face in an attempt to artificially cool down, but the effect was minimal. After she raised her eyes through the mirror and saw Yan Cheng leaning on the side, she raised her eyebrows and gloated, "A cold shower? ”
I even want to add more gloatingly: cold showers are good for your physical and mental health.
But before she could add anything, she heard Yan Cheng sneer with unknown meaning. Then he walked over quickly and pressed her on the tassel table. He narrowed his eyes, leaned down and lowered his head on her neck. Sucked hard.
He gasped with a unique magnetic quality: "The cold shower is useless."
"..." Chen Jinyao's heart trembled and her legs almost weakened.
Yan Cheng: "Tsk, get out quickly, now I have to be self-reliant."
"…………………………………………" I thought for a moment, probably because the image was too strong, Chen Jinyao's cheeks that had failed to artificially cool down suddenly burned again. The raging fire could burn The man was burned to death, but she didn't even lift it up. She blushed, pushed him away with all her strength, and glared at him: "Rogue."
Young Master Yan shrugged and had no comment on the title.
"Hiss." The next second, his foot was stepped on. Before the pain nerves could convey the message, Chen Jinyao quickly left the "crime scene", leaving only a hurried escape in Yan Cheng's sight. back view.