Chapter 90 Your lips are much softer than your mouth

Although he was shocked, Wen Si thought about it carefully and felt that what Fang Yunlan said made sense, so he put this matter on the agenda when he was not busy at work.

“That’s how Pei Jiayan and I met.” Wen Si said, “We didn’t even know each other. We just chatted online a few times, got to know each other’s needs, agreed on a price, and then made an appointment to meet in person on Lone Whale Island.”

If not for this, she would not have mistaken the person.

After explaining the whole story, Wen Si apologized again: “I’m sorry that I hurt you due to my momentary negligence.”

“You can ask for any compensation you want. As long as it is within my ability, I will try my best to satisfy you!”

After going around in circles, she still wanted to cut off ties with him.

This inevitably made Jiang Zhihuai a little angry.

I feel like all my efforts to show goodwill over the past few days have been in vain.

“I told you, I only want your heart.”

“Then I will tell you clearly once again, it is impossible.”

“What if I insist?” Jiang Zhihuai suddenly leaned closer, his warm breath entwined with hers intimately, and his thin lips were only inches away from her red lips.

As long as he leaned over slightly, he could kiss her.

Wen Si’s butterfly-like eyelashes trembled and drooped. She was so nervous that she didn’t dare to look him in the eye. Her heart started beating wildly the moment he suddenly came close to her.

Only her remaining sanity and the word ‘never’ on her left ring finger reminded her not to give in.

So she put her hands on his chest, tilted her head quickly and said, “Didn’t you say your whole body hurts? How come I checked your entire upper body carefully and didn’t find a single wound?”

Knowing that she was trying to change the subject, Jiang Zhihuai did not expose her. Instead, he lowered his eyes and glanced down, then looked at her with a teasing smile and said, “How about… you check your lower body again?”

Wen Si: “???”

Wen Si didn’t know whether he was frightened by his fierce words or burned by the scorching temperature of his chest, but his body trembled and he subconsciously tried to distance himself from him.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhihuai grabbed her wrist first, making her unable to move.

Wen Si used all his strength to suck milk, but he couldn’t get away. He couldn’t help but feel a little angry: “What are you doing?”

“Nothing.” Jiang Zhihuai said, “I just want to tell you that I sympathize with your mother’s tragic experience in marriage. I also understand that after seeing the failed marriage, you have a strong resistance to marriage and even love, and even try to protect yourself by sealing your heart and locking up love.”

“But I always feel that the way to repair the damage caused by that marriage is not necessarily to escape, but also to convince yourself to accept a positive and healthy relationship that can bring positive feedback, and to manage a successful marriage yourself.”

“When you don’t fall in love because you don’t want to fall in love, and don’t get married because you don’t want to get married, rather than because you are afraid of love or marriage, then you can truly get rid of the influence of the man you hate the most.”

He was rarely so serious, but Wen Si had no time to verify whether serious men were exceptionally handsome as people often said.

I just subconsciously retorted: “Who said I was running away?”

“I didn’t run away, so why did you keep me at a distance from the beginning? Is it because you don’t feel moved?”

Jiang Zhihuai said, placing his fingertips on her pulse, “But I can clearly feel that your heart is beating very fast.”

Due to years of training, there is a thin layer of calluses on his fingertips, which feel warm and rough. When they stroke the delicate and smooth skin on her wrist, it brings a tingling sensation.

It felt like a kitten was scratching you gently with the pads of its unextended claws.

Wen Si’s heart beat faster. But he refused to admit it: “I was frightened by your sudden approach!”

“What about your face?” Jiang Zhihuai finally let go of her wrist, and pinched her earlobe with his rough and hot fingertips, which was so red that it seemed to be dripping with blood. He said with a low and hoarse laugh, “From the moment you walked out of the elevator and saw me, the blush on your face has never faded.”

The itch on my wrist had not yet completely subsided, but half of my earlobe was itching again.

Wen Si was almost unable to hold back, and even his voice was shaking unconsciously: “I, I, I… that’s because your house is too hot!”

“Oh? Really?” Jiang Zhihuai put his arm on the back of the sofa behind her, almost half-hugging her in his arms.

The sweet aroma of melons and fruits surrounded her wantonly, and his questioning also pressed on her step by step.

“Then do you dare to tell me truthfully what you dreamed about the night you fell asleep while we were on a video call in the hotel in Morocco?”

Wen Si, whose brain was gradually becoming dizzy from the smoke, said: “???”

!!!

Those beautiful scenes that she had long forgotten resurfaced in her mind, and she was so embarrassed that even her logic was confused: “Those are my privacy, why should I tell you?”

After saying that, he suddenly realized something and quickly changed his words: “No! Who told you that I had a dream that night? I clearly slept until I woke up naturally, and I didn’t have any dreams!”

Jiang Zhihuai simply ignored her nonsense.

“You don’t want to say it, right? I’ll help you say it. You dreamed about me, and you kept talking about Jiang Zhihuai with a red face. Don’t…”

He blew air into her ear, his hand caressed her waist like a snake, and asked knowingly: “Don’t want what? Is it like this? Or like this?”

While asking questions, his big hands were constantly causing trouble.

Wen Si’s breathing became disordered, and the blush on his cheeks became brighter under the catalysis of passion, just like peach blossoms blooming on branches in March.

Jiang Zhihuai suddenly wanted to kiss her.

So they kissed.

The moment their lips touched, he let out a low laugh.

He bit her lips wantonly for a long time before finally sighing, “My dear, your lips are much softer than your mouth.”

Wen Si’s brain had already crashed due to embarrassment when he accurately described his erotic dream.

All she could think about was: Ahhhhhhhh he really did hear her talking in her sleep!

Wuuwu …

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, let’s stop recording “Love Observation Room” and “Chasing Light! Boys”! She wants to disappear from the man who knows the most shameful secret in her heart overnight! From now on, they will never have anything to do with each other again!
Oh, oh, oh, she doesn’t have the face to face him again!

When she finally came to her senses from her collapse, the man who knew the most shameful secret in her heart had already held her in his arms and was kissing her over and over again, as if he was insatiable.

Not only did she not reject his intimate contact, but she subconsciously catered to him like a plant that had been dry for a long time and finally welcomed the rain, and even wanted to get more.

Noticing her change, Jiang Zhihuai smiled even more proudly.

(End of this chapter)