Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

As soon as Jiang Zijin moved, Xie Jing took a step forward to block her.

He looked at Johns coldly, "Go out if there is nothing important."

Johns seemed to be very interested in Jiang Zijin behind him, he took a step back with a smile, straightened his back, and his words had a weird rising tone.

"Oh... Mr. Xie, I'm here to help you. You don't have to be so hostile to me."

Johns straightened out the folds on his sleeves slowly, and his bright golden pupils were a very rare color.

Jiang Zijin has been paying attention to his eyes. She has only seen this eye color in Xiaojin in the previous world, but Xiaojin is an orc, and the person in front of him is clearly an ordinary person...

Xie Jing frowned, and repeated in a cold voice: "Go out."

Johns shrugged his shoulders and said in a frivolous tone: "Okay, okay, you are really busy today, and you are too busy to entertain me, a vagrant..."

He whistled inexplicably.

Xie Jing was too lazy to talk, and stepped aside to get out of the way.

As he got closer, Jiang Zijin smelled a strange smell on him, like incense ash mixed with the smell of burnt paper.

From the first time I saw Johns, that weird feeling of disobedience has always existed in him.

But where is the blame, let her say it, and she won't be able to say it for a while.

Johns didn't stay here too long, he hummed a little tune, and the large Chinese-style robes on him looked a bit nondescript, "See you next time, Mr. Xie."

The door of the villa was closed with a bang, Jiang Zijin was about to ask something, but the next moment, the light that was still on suddenly went out!

"!"

The light was not in good contact, and there was a slight 'sizzling' sound.

Jiang Zijin was startled, a tall black shadow covered her head and covered her face——

"Well......"

Her back was on the gate of the villa, and she couldn't retreat.

"...Xie Jing?!"

Jiang Zijin was forced to fall into the cramped space, her palm barely able to support the chest of the person in front of her.

"Is there a power outage? Xie Jing——"

Xie Jing leaned very close to her, his strong and powerful body could completely cover her up.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

The senses and touches in the darkness are magnified several times invisibly, and the sound of someone's heartbeat is as deafening as drumming in the pitch-black darkness.

"Five years, three years..."

Xie Jing propped his hands on the cold and hard door, his voice was deep.

"You haven't changed at all."

Jiang Zijin felt her face being pinched and lifted up, her hand was so cold that she shivered unconsciously.

Xie Jing's hands were carefully tracing the outline of Jiang Zijin's cheeks, delicate and soft, and the touch under his hands was as delicate as nephrite.

"...What's wrong with you? Thanks—"

Xie Jing suddenly increased the strength in his hands, and his fingertips sank into Jiang Zijin's fair and smooth skin.

His eyes penetrated the hazy darkness and wandered over her face, like a wild animal patrolling its territory.

The fingertips seemed to be rubbing down along the chin, and the protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"For three years, I have been thinking about you all the time."

"I wonder how the wound behind you is, whether it still hurts, why you haven't come down to see me after so long—"

Xie Jing turned his head slightly, and smelled a sweet and greasy scent of cherry flesh, which was unique to her body. When it lingered into the tip of her nose, it made people feel a little dazed.

"I thought you didn't want to come down to see me anymore."

Jiang Zijin opened her mouth, and her heels were all on the cold door of the villa.

"I do not--"

Xie Jing smelled the smell emanating from her body, as if his nerves were throbbing.

"I asked the servant to cook a table full of your favorite dishes. I waited from day to night, but what I waited for was an irrelevant person."

Jiang Zijin seemed to lose all strength for a moment, and struggled weakly, "Sorry, I..."

Xie Jing interrupted her, "You don't need to apologize to me, you did nothing wrong."

It's him--

He fantasized crazily that he could tie Jiang Zijin by his side forever and not allow anyone to covet her. He wanted her to open her eyes to be him, and to close her eyes to see him in her dream.

He was the only one who wanted to reflect the figure in those eyes.

In the year of his adulthood, on a night that was nothing new as usual, he had the first beautiful dream in his life for the first time in his life.

He dreamed that the god, as clear as snow, kissed his wrist bone, and the bright silver bracelet swept across her slender eyelashes, revealing a touch of seductive beauty.

This is Xie Jing's first dream about 'sex'.

"You said you wouldn't lie to me again, I believed it. But you didn't come, no matter what the reason was, you missed the appointment. "

Jiang Zijin trembled all over, her lips murmured, and she called his name in her characteristic soft tone, "Xie Jing, let me go first..."

Xie Jing lowered his head slowly, pressing it on her shoulder, and the hand that was pinching her cheek suddenly lost its strength.

"I miss you so much."

The watch on Xie Jing's wrist was cold on her neck.

Some pain.

Jiang Zijin's long eyelashes drooped down, her face was still red from being pinched by fingers, and her slender eyebrows were slightly frowned.

In the darkness, there was another long silence.

She reached out her hand and patted the back of Xie Jing's head, as if coaxing a child who hadn't grown up, she whispered, "I miss you too."

Xie Jing's body froze - the scorching heat started from the touching skin, and quickly spread to the whole body like an explosion. His heartbeat was so loud that not only he could feel it, but Jiang Zijin could also hear it clearly.

Knowing that the meaning of Jiang Zijin's words was different from what he wanted, but the uncontrollable excitement in his bones still surged up like a rising tide.

She misses him too.

Just like what Xie Jing said in countless dreams and fantasies.

Jiang Zijin said in a low voice, "I'm sure I'll come down right away if I can see you."

"I didn't want to lie to you either, but I didn't come here twice because of some accident..."

"I dare not promise you now."

She whispered, as if Xie Jing was the one who should be questioned for doing something wrong.

"I'm afraid that I've promised you, but I'll let you down again and again."

Xie Jing breathed a little faster, watching Jiang Zijin turn his head and get closer to his wrist, like a cat that can't see the way, approaching recklessly.

Jiang Zijin saw the silver watch on Xie Jing's wrist. The shape of the watch was low-key and restrained, the dial was fine, and it was very valuable at first glance.

"Before I left, I also gave you the silver bracelet on my body. It was used to keep you safe, not an ordinary bracelet."

Her voice became lower and lower, her curled eyelashes were like two fluttering small fans, trembling in Xie Jing's dark pupils.

Timid, weak, and outrageously beautiful.

Xie Jing's eyes fell on her face, the expression in his eyes was a little sticky and dull.

The side Jiang Zijin showed in front of him was so different from other people.

She is soft, like a clamshell whose outer shell is opened to reveal the soft flesh within.

Xie Jing said softly: "The bracelet is not lost."

Jiang Zijin raised her eyes in astonishment, there were still some red marks on her face from being pinched, which hung pitifully on her face.

Facing Xie Jing who was already so much taller than herself, she could only quietly stand on tiptoe to make herself not look so weak in front of Xie Jing.

"...where is that?"

Xie Jing smiled, and under the cover of darkness, he unscrupulously raised the corners of his lips, showing a bit of uncontrollable viciousness.

"On me, look for it."

His pale fingertips touched Jiang Zijin's neck, and his tone was low.

"If I find it, I'll 'forgive' you."