Zhao Jing couldn't stand such a provocation, so she immediately raised her chin: "Just give it a try!"
Tomorrow Cheng stood there and looked at her with a stern look in his eyes.
Zhao Jing grabbed his tie with her right hand and tugged hard. He lowered his head and the distance was instantly close. The tips of their noses bumped against each other. He could feel her warm breath spraying on his lips.
There is a sweet smell of alcohol.
She put her left hand on his shoulder, stroking her slender fingers on his shirt, down his chest to his shoulder.
Tomorrow Cheng's eyes darkened, and she came closer to him again. The distance between her bright red lips and his was less than one centimeter. Her red lips opened slightly and she opened and closed her words.
"Old Antique, I really want to see you lose control."
He actually didn't hear what she said clearly, because when she just spoke, her lower lip accidentally brushed his lips, which was softer than he expected.
His throat rolled, and his gloomy eyes were on the verge of losing control, but he restrained himself and stared at her: "That depends on whether you have the ability."
She stared, as if annoyed: "What do you mean? You think I'm not attractive enough?"
Zhao Jing suddenly distanced herself from him. Tomorrow Cheng's eyes glazed over, thinking that she was going to give up and regretted not kissing him just now.
At this juncture, he couldn't let her go.
He quickly went through the countermeasures in his mind, considering whether to use provocation to provoke her again, or to take over the business while her mind was not clear.
But in the next moment, Zhao Jing's hand loosened her grip on his tie and suddenly slid down his chest to his waist, and her white and slender fingers hooked his belt.
With a click, she opened the metal buckle of his belt.
She curled her lips wickedly: "Tomorrow Cheng, are you not good enough?"
There was a "ding" in his head, like an alarm clock, and the strings of reason broke one after another, and the fire seemed to be almost over.
He brought her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed the lips he had coveted for a long time. His heavy breath sprayed on her cheeks, and the fierce force seemed to swallow her alive.
"Well……"
Zhao Jing suddenly lost the initiative and was a little out of breath from his kiss. She felt a little uncomfortable and reached out to push him.
Tomorrow Cheng opened his eyes, which were usually calm and calm, but now they were filled with lust. He pinched her waist with one hand and the back of her head with the other, completely confining her in his arms.
Zhao Jing's struggle was completely insignificant to him, but he probably still retained the last bit of reason, because she would be awake early tomorrow morning, and she would have to give an explanation then.
After all, he didn't just want to do it this time.
He pulled away slightly and let her breathe, but his eyes couldn't help but stare at her red lips, and his slightly hoarse voice was full of provocation: "Is that all you have?"
Zhao Jing couldn't bear to hear such words, and was greatly stimulated when she heard it. She sneered: "Who said that?"
Then she took the initiative to put her hands around his neck, raised her head and kissed his lips unwilling to be outdone.
Tomorrow Cheng looked at her face that suddenly came closer, and her warm kiss on his lips. His heart skipped a beat, and his whole body froze as if he had been electrocuted.
She was easier to deceive than he expected, and he felt flattered in an unexpected way.
But the stiffness was only for a moment, and the warm touch was far from enough to fill the emptiness in his body. He pressed her in his arms, bent down and pressed her lips hard, prying her teeth open with the tip of his tongue, attacking the city.
She was wearing a short dress today. He held her waist with one hand, and ran his hand down her skirt, hugged her legs, picked her up with a little force, and then pressed her onto the bed.
There was no room for the stuffed dolls on the bed, so they were squeezed out of the bed and rolled all over the floor.
He kissed her delicately down the corners of her lips and onto her neck. His big hands had already pulled open her skirt. Zhao Jing seemed to realize that something was wrong.
She opened her mouth: "I, I don't..."
He first blocked her lips. Now he had no patience to coax her anymore.
Zhao Jing felt like a drowning fish, rising and falling again and again. She thought she was going to land, but she was dragged into the water again.
She could no longer remember the details of that night. She only knew that early the next morning, she woke up with a splitting headache after a hangover. When she opened her eyes, she saw the dying face of Tomorrow Cheng.
"Are you awake?" His voice was as calm and steady as usual, but it rarely contained a hint of satisfaction.
Zhao Jing looked at Tomorrow Cheng's face so close to her, her mind seemed to have shut down.
Was she having a nightmare?
But after three seconds of reaction, her eyes suddenly widened and she sat up from the bed screaming: "Why are you here?!"
Tomorrow Cheng was much calmer and still lying on the bed, but his eyes did not meet hers. Instead, he subconsciously looked down at her body.
She didn't notice when she got up. When she sat up, the quilt slipped off her body, and she realized that she was not wearing anything and there were traces of ambiguity all over her body.
She hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover herself, then blushed and picked up a pillow and threw it on Tomorrow Cheng's face: "You are shameless! Why are you in my bed!"
Tomorrow Cheng took away the pillow and sat up from the bed. His upper body was also naked, but he didn't cover it up and showed it to her openly.
It was obvious that he was behaving in such a dissolute manner, but Tomorrow Cheng seemed to have returned to his old zombie state, with a calm expression on his face.
He looked at her calmly: "Don't you know why I'm here?"
Zhao Jing was confused and was frightened by his calm attitude. She subconsciously thought that he would be fine.
"If you haven't remembered it yet, let me help you reminisce. Yesterday I took you home and you started to drink like crazy after you came back. You wanted this or that. I originally thought about giving you sobering soup and leaving, but You let me stay.”
"That's impossible!" Zhao Jing was furious.
Tomorrow Cheng's expression was calm and his voice was indifferent: "Really? It seems that you have forgotten what you have done. You called me an old zombie and said I was frigid. I said I was not. Then you can prove it. , and then you started to seduce me. I knew you were used to messing around, and I didn’t want to pay attention to you, so I was ready to pick him up and leave, but you suddenly kissed me forcefully."
Zhao Jing's face cracked a little bit and she froze there, her arrogance weakened.
Tomorrow Cheng continued to state calmly: "Not only did you kiss me, you also took off my belt, and even to stimulate me, you asked me if you couldn't do it..."
"That's enough!" Zhao Jing blocked her ears, her face was red and bleeding, and she couldn't continue listening at all!
She was so depressed that she wanted to crawl into a hole immediately!
What's even worse is that she is a little more awake now, and she has a vague impression of what Cheng Cheng said tomorrow...
Tomorrow Cheng lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and his slender figure was completely displayed in front of her eyes. Zhao Jing took a clear look before she could close her eyes.
Strong upper body, broad shoulders, smooth mermaid line, waist and abdomen with well-defined abdominal muscles, and...
Zhao Jing hurriedly lowered her head, her face already red enough to bleed.
He, he, why is he so shameless? !
