Drifting Towards You

Jun's eyes widened.

There was no smile on Rong Chen's face, and his face was stern.

Jun licked his lips, looked at Rong Chen's face, and slowly said, "Tang Shikun, you can conquer my body, but you can't conquer my soul!"

After finishing reading, Jun looked up at Rong Chen again, and saw that he hadn't spoken, so he had to continue reading.

"Ah...ah...no!"

Jun's face flushed, and he couldn't read it anymore.

Rong Chen squinted his eyes and smiled, "How come I feel like someone is very dissatisfied with me."

"No, absolutely nothing! I have never experienced your better full service, 360 degrees without dead ends, all-round three-dimensional experience!" Jun Yi did not hesitate to flatter.

Rong Chen's eyes darkened a bit, and he slowly said, "Oh? Have you ever experienced other people's services?"

Jun became dumb, looked at Rong Chen pitifully and said, "I'm sending four, I don't..."

"Come here." Rong Chen said coldly.

Jun dragged his feet to his side, and Rong Chen pushed her on his leg and circled her in his arms: "Embroidery needles, huh?"

Jun Liao cried and said with a sad face: "I didn't mean that...I'm not trying to persuade you to exercise restraint..."

Things have to start some time ago.

Rong Chen opened the meat, not a day without tossing her.

Jun Liao couldn't hold it, so he cried and slapped with him that day, telling him that sooner or later, he would have to grind the iron pestle into embroidery needles.

But the words that the heavens could learn from the sky not only failed to let Rong Chen accept his opinions, but learned to exercise restraint.

Instead, she said that she learned some messy things every day and tidied her up.

Since then, the word "embroidery needle" has been on Jun's lips.

Rong Chen pinched her chin, lowered his head and kissed him, and said in a low voice, "Hidden from me for a few days, huh?"

Jun shrank his neck and dared not speak.

Rong Chen put her on the desk, stood between her legs, rubbed her chin and asked softly, "Like this posture?"

"I didn't..." Jun Liao blushed with a small face.

What she wrote in the novel just now seems to be this pose.

Rong Che lowered her head and put her earlobe on her, bit between her teeth, and slowly said, "I'll help you restore it one by one."

Jun couldn't stand his instigation at all, and his whole body was weakened all at once, choked up and said, "Don't bully me..."

Rong Chen's big hand slipped in from the back of her skirt, rubbing it up and down.

Jun leaned his head on his shoulder and whispered with red eyes, "I don't want to get married."

Rong Chen's eyes darkened a little, and his voice was low and dumb: "I'll be gentle."

Jun was too scared, and whispered: "That's not OK...can't be at school..."

Seeing her red eyes, Rong Chen sighed, took his hand out of her clothes, turned around and pulled her away from the school.

I want to cry even more.

She felt that if she returned home, it would be endless.

When he got home, Rong Chen pushed her on the sofa and started kissing, and his big hands began to pull up her clothes.

Jun's heart trembled and his heart trembled.

He really went through it again and again during this period, and she couldn't bear it at all.

When Rong Chen touched her, Jun closed his eyes and started acting again: "Ah, you are great...I can't do it...Don't..."

Rong Chen squinted his eyes, looked at the woman who was acting up and down again, and whispered in her ear: "Go on, I won't be finished if you don't let you play today."

Jun is now crying without tears, and can't act out anymore.

Mother Rong walked out of the study with a smile: "Oh, what are you guys doing. Achen, take your time, you saw how miserable you were crying."

Hearing Mother Rong's voice, Jun Li's face turned red in an instant.

As soon as his nerves tightened, he lifted his leg and kicked Rong Chen off himself.

Rong Chen snorted, his face pale.