How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 679 Willow Bank, Xiaofeng Waning Moon (61)

  Chen Jiguang took Wen Xien back to his apartment. He hadn't come to this apartment for a long time. Because it was cleaned every day, it was still as clean as ever.

  Chen Jiguang bowed and put the crying tired sleeping person in his arms onto the bed, then straightened up slightly.

  His apartment is simple, he rarely lives here, and the style is very simple, just like a hotel.

The person on the big bed, with messy golden hair, slightly puffy eyes, and long, curly eyelashes, is asleep, light-colored lips are pursed lightly, seductively picking, the gentle breathing is very steady, the whole person looks like Ding Dian is not like the noisy Sapo of ordinary people after getting drunk, but it is like a beautiful and excessive scenery.

   Looking at this quiet scene, Chen Jiguang's face showed a touch of tenderness that he didn't even notice. Finally, he leaned over to the pale lips and printed a kiss like a dragonfly.

   is gentle and gentle, as if he is targeting an extremely precious treasure. He only dares to be careful, for fear that he will be broken if he exerts force.

For Chen Jiguang, who has lived for more than 20 years, **** has always been superficial, and the more important reason is that he has no interest. No matter what, he can sit still like an old monk, but at this moment it is only a The easiest way to touch this closed-eyed, beautifully painted lips, Chen Jiguang clearly felt the surging desire in his abdominal cavity.

   This is only done to Wen Xien, he sometimes really thinks he is crazy.

He doesn't think he is a person with heavy desires, but now, he wants to deepen the kiss, to leave his own mark on her body, to rub her into his body, and to dye her whole body with his own breath .

Just thinking about it, the man's breathing became heavier by two points. However, looking at the person who was sleeping beautifully like a picture in his sight, Chen Jiguang, who was clenching his fists, showed a wry smile. He had hardly suffered such grievances. He can do whatever he wants, he doesn't need to suppress himself at all.

   But Wen Xien is different.

He touched Wen Xien's snow-white face, and the extreme desire in his eyes was as if he wanted to swallow a person completely. When they were all red, they reluctantly let go.

   forced himself to get up, turned and left the room.

   When Chen Jiguang appeared again, there were two more things in his hand.

   Towel and water basin.

In the room, Chen Jiguang dipped the towel into warm water and took a deep breath. With the stiff movements of his fingers, the delicate skin slowly came into his eyes. In this cool room, an unknown dryness crept in. The air spreads little by little.

   This kind of silent heat made the man take a long sigh of relief. Even though it was almost autumn, the man's smooth forehead was already sweating, and his **** Adam's apple was rolling.

Probably because of alcohol intake, the skin of the sleeping person was covered with a layer of light pink, and the blue blood vessels under the extremely thin skin were also covered with pink. With a bit of subtle unreality.

   When you get close, you will smell the faint cold fragrance, coupled with the quiet and painting-like temperament between the eyebrows, even the saints can't help but lose their senses.

  Chen Jiguang's eyes were fiery, as if he was fascinated, his eyes were fixed on the angel-like figure, and he was reluctant to linger on every detail on it.

  What kind of beauty has Chen Jiguang never seen before? But those beauties have lost their color in front of Wen Xien, just like the moon and fireflies, there is no comparison at all, otherwise he would not have tried to please Wen Xien for this face, nor would he have any fun.

  Chen Jiguang never knew that it only takes one look to write eyeballs, which can make his voice feel unbelievably thirsty.

  The soft towel gently wiped the body, wiping the clearly slender and snow-white fingers, with a bit of careful care in the gentle movements.

   When he opened his sleeves, all the expressions on his face froze, and even his breathing stopped for a moment.

  The whole room was completely enveloped by an invisible haze.

I don't know how long it took, the eyes of the stone-like man with a stiff body turned blood red, and he looked like a beast awakening from the dark. Intimidating.

   After a few minutes, as if wanting to prove something, he suppressed the negative emotions that were rolling all over his body, and touched the raised scar with his trembling fingers.

  Light pink, with a scar, left on that slender and fragile wrist.

  Chen Jiguang didn't dare to touch it hard. Although the wound was almost healed, the pale pink scar was extremely dazzling in his eyes.

  The man with five fingers clenched his teeth clenched his voice: "Why?!"

   He looked at Wen Xien, who was already asleep, with red eyes. He stubbornly wanted to get an answer, but the person he was looking for couldn't reply. He could only hold down his beating heart.

   "Fool, doesn't it hurt?" Chen Jiguang asked with a smile, even though the wound was not on his body, but he felt a little bit of pain.

   Wen Xien, who was lying on the bed, turned over and faced Chen Jiguang, still asleep, without any sign of waking up.

  Chen Jiguang stared at the scar for a long time, and in the end, he just leaned over and smeared on the scarred wrist, that soft, tender kiss with a touch of pity.

   "What the **** happened?"

   "Why don't you tell me?"

   "...why do that."

  Chen Jiguang, it turned out that he was also planted on the word love in the end.

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   Slowly woke up from his sleep. The first thing Wen Xien noticed was his aching head.

   The after-effects of the hangover are here.

   Frowning, Wen Xien got up with one hand on the bed under him, and with the other, he covered his stinging head to relieve his headache, trying to recall the previous events in his mind.

   She remembered that she and Hill went to socialize, then went out after a few drinks, and then she seemed to meet a fan who said she wanted to take her to rest...

   And then...

   The frown became tighter and tighter, Wen Xien rubbed his forehead, trying to think about what happened yesterday, and then what happened?

   After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't remember it. Wen Xien was thinking that he couldn't remember it, but he suddenly noticed the extremely soft touch from under his palm and the unfamiliar environment around him.

   So where is she now?

   Leng Leng lowered his head, Wen Xien looked at the snow-white sheets, and for a moment wondered if he was in the hotel.

   Who brought her to the hotel last night? Is it Hill?

   (end of this chapter)